He was like a defeated emperor who had nothing but his soulless body, and was just like that forever forgotten by the world in the corner of ruin.
Darius forcefully hugged my stiff body and walked out the door.
As if turning around in slow motion, I turned my head reluctantly until Yan Ye's desolate figure disappeared from the corner of my eyes.
At this moment, I seem to see each other, just here as endless straight points, each walking to the left or right, always only the distance between the sun and the moon.
Yan Yeyi, I wish you could use any strength to tell me not to leave
In this way, I can hug you clearly, but you don't
"I'll take you back." Darius also looked tired, with no trace of blood on his haggard face, as if something was tormenting him.
"Don't make such jokes with me again." I shook his hand away coldly and ran onto the bus without looking back.
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Behind him, the brown-eyed boy seemed to use his last strength to open the car door, and his body fell weakly on the driver's seat. Red blood poured out of his throat and out of the corners of his mouth, staining his chin and chest... He sat softly
The last corner of the bus
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I leaned my forehead slightly against the car window. The scenery outside the car window was like an indifferent shadow... passing by, my dilated pupils could not see anything real.
In my mind, heart, and eyes, only the three words "Yan Yeyi" are settling.
"Han Qing, come to the office with me" Zero shouted on time after the last class on Friday. Everyone was excited about this "weekend voice" and rushed out of the teacher's room.
Since I returned to school two days ago and the rotten orange incident happened, I have been like a body without a soul. I fall asleep on my stomach as soon as class comes and run back to the dormitory to sleep as soon as get out of class is over.
Just when I was distracted and trying to clean up, I still couldn’t escape from Teacher Yan Jia’s clutches.
"Oh!" I followed listlessly behind Teacher Yan Jia
Even when I followed Teacher Yan Jia to her teachers’ dormitory, I didn’t know
"Han Qing, please sit down." I watched Teacher Yan Jia take me to her dormitory. It was a simple living room, clean and generous.
Here, I reveal a cruel fact: It turns out that there is really no room in this world that is more "doghouse" than mine.