Zhu Yu didn't know how she ran out. She squatted in the corner of the park, looking at the children playing in the park, unable to cry.
She also wanted to go up and play with them, but soon the child's parents took her home.
It's dark and it's not safe to be outside.
Zhu Yu has been an orphan since he can remember. He followed the master theological knowledge of the Time and Space Administration, and then worked hard to complete tasks and make money.
The person she came into contact with the most was the Lord God, but he was always cold and seemed to have little affection for anyone.
How could you not envy others being surrounded by love?
She looked up at the dark night sky, feeling an indescribable bitterness in her heart. Her tears fell uncontrollably to the ground, creating splashes of water.
The girl suddenly smiled, "Xiaoba, is this the tearing skill?"
888 floated in the air, looking at the gray grid of the tearing skill on the display screen, and let out a heartfelt hum.
[Yu Bao~ They are just NPCs in the mission world. Their feelings are based on material things. There is no need to feel sad for them. 】
The girl raised her hand to wipe away her tears, raised her face to look at the stars, "Humph, the original owner's emotions must have affected me, so I'm not sad."
"Lolo."
Someone behind her called her softly, the voice was very familiar and filled with worry.
The girl turned her head to look. The boy in a white shirt was standing not far behind her. His upright figure was made tall and strong by the light, and he felt full of security.
The tip of Zhu Yu's nose was slightly sour, and she couldn't help but stand up and want to walk towards him, but she was sitting directly on the ground just now, and her school uniform was already extremely dirty.
The girl stepped back, stood there, and smiled at him, "Monitor, why are you here?"
The young man didn't say anything. He walked over to her and hugged her. He lowered his head and kissed her soft hair, and his warm breath sprayed in her ears.
"Luoluo, would you like to come home with me?"
Zhu Yu's body stiffened instantly. She held the boy's clothes tightly with both hands and wanted to push him away, but she couldn't let him go. She could only grit her teeth and whisper a reminder.
"Don't hug me. I'm dirty. What should I do if I get sick later?"
Zhu Yu tried her best to stay calm, but her trembling voice still betrayed her emotions at the moment.
"Not dirty."
The young man hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to melt her into his arms forever.
The girl couldn't hold it back any longer, and tears poured out like a bursting dam.
It dripped onto the boy's neck, scalding his skin and burning his heart.
His heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and he was so uncomfortable that he hugged the person in his arms even harder.
"Luoluo, I'm sorry, I'm late."
…
The small orange lamp next to the bed exudes a warm yellow light.
It's like a layer of gauze covering the two people in the room, warm and romantic.
The young man sat by the bed, quietly watching the sleeping girl lying on the bed, his eyes filled with adoration.
He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the end of her eyes, gently stroked her cheek, and lightly opened his thin lips, "Fool, stop crying for others."
As he spoke, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.
After a passionate and passionate kiss, the boy reluctantly left her, looked at the girl with eyes full of love and tenderness, and sighed softly.
"It's more fun when you're awake."
Obviously, just watching from a distance was enough before.
After getting close, I never felt like it was enough, and I desperately wanted more.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom with the milk glass the girl drank from, and gently closed the door.
In a dark living room.
The phone screen exudes a faint light.
The young man answered the phone and his tone became cold and ruthless, "Give her more money and let them never show up again."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed stunned for a moment, but immediately agreed.
After turning off the screen, the boy went to the bathroom to clean himself and put on clean clothes.
Then he returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed. He held the girl in his arms, smelled her unique sweet fragrance, and closed his eyes.
Early next morning.
The sun shone in through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating a piece of fair skin. The girl's eyelashes trembled a few times and she slowly opened her eyes.
Zhu Yu stretched out and found something was wrong.
She found that she fell asleep in Xu Chuyan's arms, and her sleeping position was very ugly, with her head lying on the boy's chest, her face pressed against his chest, and her two thin legs wrapped around the boy's waist.
Zhu Yu's face turned red.
She has been an old hooligan for decades, but Xu Chuyan is still young. If word spreads, she will not be said to be an old man eating young grass!
Zhu Yu quickly got up, arranged his clothes, and stood beside the bed.
The young man got out of the bed and squinted his eyes slightly. After seeing her, his eyes were pure and clear, "Good morning, Luoluo."
His voice is so gentle that one can't help but fall in love with it.
Zhu Yu smiled awkwardly, "Good morning, haha."
Xu Chuyan is so smart. He saw the strange emotion in the girl's eyes and quickly explained:
"I'm sorry, Luoluo. It was too late yesterday and I couldn't clean up the guest room. The sofa was stained by the cat, so I squeezed it on the side."
After he said this, the ends of his eyes drooped down, looking so aggrieved that people couldn't bear to blame him.
Besides, she was the one who occupied someone else's room.
Zhu Yu went to bed again, hugged him, and said softly: "I know, I don't blame you."
The boy held the girl's waist, his smile grew thicker, and he hummed softly.
Luoluo is so good.
…
Over the weekend, Zhu Yu got back some identity-related materials from Gao's mother and moved out of Gao's house.
Her things have always been kept in the suitcase. Just like when she first arrived in Ningcheng, she could just pick them up and leave now.
Anyway, there was only half a year left for the college entrance examination, and Zhu Yu did not refuse Xu Chuyan's offer to live in his house, as it would be better to be closer to the mission goal.
Gao Junyan, who had moved, was not here. After knowing that he would come to her class every day to look for her, Zhu Yu was very annoyed, but she just wanted to prepare for her final review and kept avoiding him.
Thursday night.
Zhu Yuzheng and Xu Chuyan were sitting side by side at the desk doing questions when their cell phones rang.
The young man's pen tip paused slightly, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the girl checking a message, and then her phone was thrown to the corner of the table with a bit of helplessness.
"What's wrong with Luoluo?"
"Gao Junyan asked me to meet tomorrow and said he wanted to make some things clear."
The girl was lowering her head and thinking about the penultimate question of the real test paper. She was so focused that she didn't notice a hint of gloom flashing in the boy's eyes.
After the girl finished writing the first solution to the curve problem perfectly, the boy looked up at her and asked doubtfully: "Does Luoluo want to go?"
Zhu Yu shrugged and said it didn't matter.
She and Gao Junyan had a relationship that was considered to be on the level of mortal enemies, and there was nothing much to say about it.
"Would it be better to settle things?" She turned to ask Xu Chuyan's opinion.
Xu Chuyan smiled slightly and reached out to stroke the hair on the side of her face, "If I make it clear, I will never bother you again."
She and Gao Junyan set a time for Friday night.
Qiaotou milk tea shop in the school food street.
It was very quiet at night. When passing by the alley next to it, I heard some movement, and Zhu Yu subconsciously glanced inside.
She saw Gao Junyan standing at the entrance of the alley with his back turned, holding a meter-long wooden stick in his hand.
People in the alley were staggering around, some fell to the ground, some squatted in the corner, and one person was twitching on the ground.
Zhu Yu frowned, "Gao Junyan, what are you doing?"
[Author's digression]: He's coming, he's coming, someone is trying to commit suicide 1