"Submit yourself..." He said these two words in his mouth inexplicably, and heard his heart beating around, completely forgetting his original rhythm.
Yu Qiushui let go of Nuo Yan's hand tightly, "Okay, it's time for me to leave. Thank you for listening to my story."
After saying that, he turned around leisurely and walked forward strode forward. Before Nuo Yan could say a word, he had completely walked out of the station.
He left, but Nuo Yan completely fell into the story. He surrendered himself? Should the girl named Yun really surrender? Should she?
If she surrenders, will she really get a light sentence? Shouldn’t those who bully her die? Why are the weak always bullied? Why can’t the weak counterattack? Why can’t the weak counterattack and kill people?
Are you still responsible for what you have done?
If Yun really surrenders, what should Yu do? Isn’t it that he is alone and alone? Isn’t it too cruel to split his lover?
"Nuoyan, what are you thinking?" At this time, Yuze walked over. When he saw Nuoyan lowering his head, he seemed to be thinking about something.
"Nothing." Nuo Yan came to her senses. She raised her eyes slightly and saw that Yuze was back.
She thought that Yu Qiushui had just arrived and left in a hurry, and perhaps Yuze didn't see it at all. Since he didn't see it, there was no need to say it out, causing unnecessary misunderstandings.
Yuze smiled stupidly, "I'm a little sick, so I bought a piece of motion sickness medicine. Nuo Yan, what about you? If you have motion sickness, you should take one too. This brand of motion sickness medicine is very effective. Just take it
, no matter how far you drive, you won’t be able to get motion sickness.”
"I don't need it, I'm not motion sickness." Nuo Yan waved her hand.
"Then drink some water," Yuze handed the green tea in his hand to Nuo Yan, "The weather is a bit hot, so drinking green tea to relieve the heat."
"Okay," Nuoyan took the green tea from Yuze's hand, took a sip, and then looked at the clock in the station. It was exactly ten o'clock now, and it was only a few minutes before the departure time on the ticket.
It's time.
She hurriedly said, "Yuze, the train is about to leave, let's go check the ticket and get on the train."
"Okay," Yuze looked at the ticket in his hand. Although the destination on the ticket was Nuo Yan's home, Mingkou, it was unfamiliar to him.
Next, I will go to a place where I am not familiar with the place. I wonder if my uncle Huang Yizhe will come to him again, and what should I do next?
I took a deep breath after trying hard, and the boat was naturally straight when it reached the bridge. I would like to think about what happened in the future.
Now we have to grasp what we have now. Nuo Yan, the person I like now, should cherish her well, and don’t wait until she loses it before regretting it.
Holding Nuo Yan's hand tightly and smiling relievedly, the possession that can be held at this moment is the real possession.
Yuze took Nuo Yan's hand and walked forward strode. They came to the ticket gate in Mingkou. After the ticket inspector checked the ticket, the two got on the bus and sat down in the empty seat in front of the bus.
On the left and right, Nuo Yan was sitting next to her, while Yuze sat next to her.
Along the way, Yuze and Nuoyan didn't communicate anything, but just held their fingers tightly so that the other party could feel their existence.
What can't be seen in Nuoyan's mind was the story that Yu Qiushui told at the station just now. She seemed to have regarded the girl named Yun as herself, re-walking her experience in her mind and perceiving her experience.
All the joys, anger, sorrows and happiness of the heart are entangled with that choice.
Yuze's heart could not be calm. Mingkou is Nuoyan's home. Although it is remote enough, it is not a place that cannot be found. It is okay to stay there for the time being, but it is definitely not possible to live for a long time.
What else should we do next? At this moment, both hearts are struggling fiercely. Is it a choice, or what we have to face in the end? No matter how we choose, there will be an unknown dead end waiting for them and cannot be avoided.