Author: Stir-fried fat chestnuts with sugar

However, this time, when the door closed gently——

On the shoe cabinet at the entrance, there is an access card lying quietly.

There is residual warmth remaining.

The remaining temperature gradually cools down.

There is no more temperature.

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After solving Song Tingguang's problem, when Yun Si came back, the apartment was already empty.

He's gone.

Yun Si stood at the entrance, looking at the access card on the cabinet, silent and frowning slightly.

Without people, the apartment seemed to have lost its original temperature.

The warm and beautiful atmosphere dissipated.

At this moment, everything became deserted.

It was eerily quiet.

There was no sound.

After closing the door, Yun Si entered the bedroom.

His clothes were taken away and missing, as was his only backpack.

I didn't take anything with me, just my clothes.

I was so angry that I walked away without giving her a chance to explain.

Yun Si leaned in front of the cloakroom and looked at the cabinet that was supposed to contain his clothes, but was now empty.

He took out his cell phone and dialed his number.

"Beep - beep - I'm sorry, the user you dialed is busy, please call again later -"

"..." He didn't even answer the phone.

In the past, he never failed to answer her calls.

Yun Si looked at her phone and tried a few more times.

Still can't get through, still busy.

She slowly put down her phone.

Just when I was thinking about what to do next, my phone suddenly vibrated.

There's new news coming, and it's from him.

A simple sentence——

Don't contact me in the future.

The short text seems endlessly cold.

There is no trace of human touch.

Just like that, it was extremely simple and crude, and I had to cut off the relationship with her.

From now on we will be like strangers, each going his own way.

"..." Yun Si looked at the screen quietly.

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In the past few days, Wen Ruyue discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with her brother Xiaosheng——

In other words, it is extremely abnormal.

There is no expression at all when working. When he comes, he does the dirtiest and most tiring work.

When the restaurant delivery truck came, he moved it up and down, non-stop, like crazy.

Others told him to rest, but he wouldn't.

Like a wild bull, he worked hard, moving tables, mopping the floor, and washing dishes.

His face was quickly and visibly haggard, and the flesh that had finally grown back shriveled up again in just a few days.

There are more and more bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles are getting heavier and heavier.

Don't shave your beard when it's grown, just let it grow.

The whole person seemed to have had his soul taken away, and was living like a zombie, with his eyes cold and numb.

There was no light, it was as black as dead ashes.

Wen Ruyue tried to talk to him, but he either didn't answer or answered a few words.

He said he was fine, but Wen Ruyue didn't believe it at all.

People who are fine will act as if they are in a daze. When they are not at work, they will sit there, staring at their mobile phones, motionless, and they will not be able to hear the screams of others.

People who are fine will stay up most of the night, sitting outside with their limbs curled up, as if their souls have been taken away from them, as if they were stupidly sitting all night?

He was not good at drinking, but during his breaks, he would buy cheap, spicy and unpleasant liquor and drink it to himself crazily.

One bottle after another, without saying a word after drinking.

Unshaven and drunk.

Find a corner to sit by yourself, like a sloppy drunk.

Wen Ruyue wanted to help him, but he told her to go away and leave him alone.

He shrank completely and was immersed in his own world.

Be quiet.

If you try to help him by force, he will become alert.

Like an enraged wild lion, he swung his fist.
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