Miao Jian took her schoolbag and went home. The schoolbag was empty. She was walking home alone. When she reached a place where no one was around, she took the schoolbag off her shoulder and swung it around in her hand.
Sometimes it's so high that it's about to fly up, and sometimes it's so low that it's almost touching the ground.
The only pen in the school bag was turning over and over again, turning over and over with the tilt of the force.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the senior high school party ended get out of class, and people came out of the teaching building one after another, with laughter and laughter all the way.
The classroom of Class 21 was completely dark, but the door was open.
There is a person sitting next to the curtain. His clothes are black, and his whole body blends into the black. If you don't look carefully, you would have no idea there is a person here.
Fei Yi was lying on the table, his hands and feet were cold. He listened to the noise outside and couldn't help but tighten his body.
When Wu Yuanshu's tears fell, his heart was bleeding.
He hated himself, why did he do that, why did he have to be so abrupt?
If that incident had not happened, Wu Yuanshu would not have shed tears or looked at him like that, then he and she would still be the same as before, and they could play and play occasionally.
Was the previous relationship something he longed for?
It was precisely because he wanted to change that he tried to do something he had never done before. What was the result?
He and Wu Yuanshu seemed to be stuck in a dead end. Going forward was filled with unpredictable dangers and fears; going forward was a stagnant backwater.
Either way, he doesn't want to, but no matter what, he has to make a choice.
It's just that his choice was too abrupt and frightened the other party.
Fei Yi raised his head, opened the curtains, and looked out the window. There were already neon lights outside, and the real night had just begun.
There was already a security guard downstairs whistling to close the door and checking if anyone was still upstairs.
Fei Yi stood up in a hurry and rushed downstairs like crazy without stopping. Even the security guard jumped and kept looking at him in the dark night.
Fei Yi went downstairs to a gentle place, slowed down and walked step by step.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a cold wind, it’s biting and refreshing.
The phone rang. It was his mother, urging him to go home quickly again.
He was annoyed and hung up the phone directly.
He walked out of the school gate, walked around a few alleys, randomly entered a bar, stuck his butt out and sat down on the bar.
"Whiskey." He put his hand on the table and said coolly. He doesn't like drinking, but he can drink.
The waiter brought a glass and put it in front of him. He picked it up and took a sip, smiled bitterly, and then drank the whole glass in one big gulp.
He handed the cup to the waiter, who refilled it, and he drank another.
After drinking three drinks in a row, he was slightly tipsy. He drank too fast and got drunk quickly, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He is just dizzy, but not drunk. He knows what he is doing.
With his drunken eyes, he looked at the happy and excited people in the bar, his eyes were blurred, like a dream, everything was unreal.
He paid the money in a daze, walked out of the bar, and staggered on the road, bumping into passers-by from time to time.
He saw a person who was dark and inexplicable. He thought he looked like Wu Yuanshu. He stepped forward and hugged the person.
A cold touch came from his hands, and the area next to his body was also cold.
"Haha, it turns out that's not the case..." Fei Yi laughed and punched the telephone pole.
Suddenly someone grabbed his hand and squeezed his arm.
"Who are you? Don't hold me back, are you annoying? The young man's voice was full of drunkenness, low and hoarse.
"Master Fei, the young master is indeed drunk." The man who was holding Fei Yi said to someone.
The man was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and the lingering smoke came out of his mouth. His cold and bone-chilling face hardly changed, "Well, carry him back."
The man holding Fei Yi carried Fei Yi on his shoulders and walked in the other direction.
In a villa area on the outskirts of the city.
Deng Ou held Miao Yanru's waist and walked into the villa. Miao Yanru was leaning on his arms. The cold wind poured into the house from outside the door, whistling like a beast roaring in the dark night, just waiting to gain momentum.
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Miao Yanru has not returned to Miao's house. From last month to this month, she has not returned home several times. The times she did not return home were too frequent, and Miao's mother began to feel dissatisfied.
"It's time to order. Yanru probably won't come back." Miao's mother took two bites of rice, put down her chopsticks, and sighed.
Miao Jian held the rice in her mouth and looked at Miao's mother who was facing her in the living room. There were only two people in Nuo Da's home, she and Miao Jian, and it was desolate. The atmosphere of the home became more and more dilute as time passed by.
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"How can I be so relieved when my sister is alone outside?" Miao Jian also put down her bowl and chopsticks and sighed melancholy along with Miao's mother.
"It's true that the older you get, the less you listen to discipline." Miao's mother said calmly, with a bit of sternness in her eyes.
"Maybe my sister just had too much fun with her friends and forgot to go home for a moment." Miao Jian defended Miao Yanru.
"Don't speak for her, she is really undisciplined." The severity in Miao's mother's eyes became more intense, and she no longer had the appetite to eat, so she wiped her mouth with a square towel.
Miao Jian looked at Miao's mother's expression and shut up and stopped talking.
During the sports meet the next day, Miao Jian arrived at the school very early. She went to the school alone. There was no news from Wu Yuanshu. No one responded to her messages and phone calls. Miao Jian thought that something might have happened to her.
Her relationship with her has reached a certain level, but Miao Jian is not very good at interfering in her affairs.
At eight o'clock, the sports meeting started again.
Today is mainly an on-field competition. The off-field competition was completed yesterday. Most people gathered on the field. A few people were bustling on the playground.
Miao Jian went to take a look inside the venue, but it didn't attract her much. She left the venue and wandered around the playground alone.
Yesterday, Shao Xinghan borrowed a phone and hurriedly drove to the company after sending Miao Jian to school. He called Miao Jian in the evening and told him that he might not be able to go to the sports meeting tomorrow. Miao Jian only said yes. She could
She understood Shao Xinghan. He was able to stay with her for a whole day, which was already a very thoughtful thing for him to do. She couldn't push past her limits.
When you are alone, no matter how lively other people's world is, loneliness is still your own.
Miao Jian suddenly missed the days when Wu Yuanshu would accompany her. She took out her mobile phone and sent another message to Wu Yuanshu.
-Where are you?
Miao Jian put her phone in her pocket after sending the message. She had no hope that Wu Yuanshu would reply to her message, although she did hope deep down in her heart.
Miao Jian had just put her phone away, but after taking a few steps, the phone in her pocket vibrated.
-at home.
Wu Yuanshu replied to the message, concisely and concisely, unwilling to say too much.
-It's okay.
Miao Jian replied this sentence without thinking. When she saw the news about Wu Yuanshu, she felt a little excited in her heart.