Suddenly, she missed Xu Yao very much, and missed his gentleness and thoughtfulness.
There is also the youthful and handsome face, the smell mixed with tobacco, and the pure eyes.
And Xu Yao looked distressed when he saw Ruoxi in pain.
Suddenly, Ruoxi discovered that Xu Yao had been standing behind her, constantly soothing Ruoxi's pain.
As long as you look back, you can see Xu Yao!
Just like the air, he is unknown around Ruoxi, making it impossible for anyone to find his traces.
Ruoxi wiped her face and looked at her pale face in the mirror.
Is this really Ye Ruoxi?
Is it really the Ruoxi who doesn't care?
The free and easy arrogance that I once had, and even my indifference and coldness were no longer there. I was filled with pain and torture for four years.
Ruoxi returned to the room and leaned against the wall. The moaning next to her continued. Ruoxi picked up the phone and found Xu Yao's number.
"Is Xu Yao here?"
The call was quickly connected, and there was silence on the other side. After a while, Xu Yao whispered: "Here!"
"I miss you, Xu Yao!" Ruoxi's voice was soft, fearing that she would cry.
"Well, I miss you too, Ruoxi."
...
Life is like a train bound for the grave. There will be many stops on the way. It is difficult for someone to accompany you from beginning to end. When the person accompanying you wants to get off the train, even if you are reluctant to leave, you should be grateful, and then
Wave goodbye.
The afternoon sun is so hot and brilliant that it almost burns people's eyes.
Ruoxi drove to Xu Yao's place. As soon as she entered the home, Ruoxi was stunned!
"You! Xu Yao, where are you going?" The room is empty. There is no big bed, no furniture, cabinets, and even luggage!
Rao Xuyao was leaning on the window sill, smoking a cigarette.
His eyes were pure and silent, with a hint of sadness that Ruoxi couldn't understand.
It wasn't until this moment that Ruoxi realized that she had never understood Xu Yao, or in other words, she didn't want to understand him at all!
She always thought that they were all pitiful people. They had the same disease and they should comfort each other and let their scars heal. Because they had the same experience, they could empathize even more!
However, at this moment, she suddenly realized that Xu Yao had always been tolerant and doting on her. Ruoxi had never looked at the man's wounds, or even asked him if he would be in pain?
At this moment, Xu Yao was leaning against the window. The cigarette in his mouth flickered, causing some wrinkles on his white shirt, like small wounds. There was no bleeding, but who can say it didn't hurt?
Under the light, Xu Yao's face could not be seen clearly, there was stubble on his chin, and his hair was not even as decent and neat as before. His whole person had gone through many vicissitudes, and a kind of decadence enveloped him.
"Xu Yao, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Xu Yao's appearance, Ruoxi was very worried. Under the light, he looked like a dissipated soul!
Xu Yao didn't speak, and didn't even look at Ruoxi. He smoked quietly and looked ahead. Although there was no focus, he was so deep, as if he was thinking.
Ruoxi was not far away, looking at the same sky as him. At this time, she found that he was looking at a flowing cloud. The big cloud kept floating, crossing the sky and falling into pieces.
Ruoxi thought that it would not be able to float very far, because its body had begun to dissipate, just like a human body's decaying body, which would eventually turn into ashes.
"My hometown is very beautiful, at least it is much more beautiful than here. Those clouds float but never dissipate." Xu Yao said, still looking at the flowing clouds.