8. Cut your wrists
After hearing this, Wang Jiaran was a little incredulous, and after recovering from the shock, he hooked the corners of his mouth, this person was threatening him
Wang Jiaran narrowed his eyes and joked, "Your life is so worthless?"
Liang Xianyin couldn't believe that this was Wang Jiaran's words, so ruthless, perceiving that his threat was ridiculed instead of worrying and comforting, Liang Xianyin's heart swelled with a trace of sadness and embarrassment.
After a pause, Liang Xianyin still cheered up, no matter what the purpose was, she didn't want to break up, "Jia Ran, I can't do without you, don't leave me, otherwise I will die." ”
"But we've broken up, and feelings can't be forced. ”
Liang Xianyin's scream came from the other side of the phone, and the voice was sharp and creepy
Liang Xianyin seemed to be enraged, and kept repeating himself, "I will die, I will die"
Wang Jiaran felt that her emotions were getting more and more excited, and he had a bad premonition, so he pressed the recording button on his mobile phone.
I only heard Liang Xianyin's gloomy voice, "Wang Jiaran, my knife is against my artery at hand, come here, come over and apologize to me, saying that you won't leave me"
Liang Xianyin laughed a few times, it sounded very weird,
The development of things to this point was also beyond Wang Jiaran's expectations, at this moment he was enraged by Liang Xianyin's threat, like a spark lighting an oil barrel, and his heart was suppressed because of the smooth wind, and the violence broke out at once.
Even if something happens, will he be afraid of a cheap life?
At this moment, Wang Jiaran felt a feeling of nausea coming to his heart when he thought about Liang Xianyin, as if he had eaten a fly. His heart was filled with disgust, anger, disgust.
After a pause, Wang Jiaran already had a plan in his heart
He pretended to be anxious, "Xianyin, feelings can't be forced, you must not do stupid things." ”
Liang Xianyin was stimulated even harder, "Wang Jiaran, don't you want to get rid of me, otherwise I will die in front of you, make you feel guilty for the rest of your life, and make you unable to sleep every night." ”
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wang Jiaran's face.
No matter how much hatred and resentment, it's just a love breakup, and he thinks he is a cheap life, so don't blame him.
"Xianyin, don't get excited, I'll come to you right away, don't do stupid things, okay?"
After speaking, Wang Jiaran hung up the phone.
He was still standing on the balcony fiddling with his phone, without moving a single step. A gust of wind came and took away a few more leaves, and the sycamore trees began to dry up, and the canopy, which was so large because of its plump foliage, began to shrink.
Wang Jiaran smiled and watched the autumn scenery with interest, as if he was not affected at all.
After a while, Wang Jiaran found the phone number of counselor Liang Xianyin on the school's website and dialed it
After a few beeps, it passed
"Hey, is it Teacher Du, the counselor of the 13th grade dance academy?"
"Huh, are you?"
"Teacher, that's right. I'm the ex-boyfriend of Liang Xianyin, a grade 17 student in your college, and she may not be mentally normal now. I kept calling me and saying I wanted to die, and kept saying that I was going to cut my wrists, and I was a little worried. ”
The counselor was frightened by these words, "Level 17 Liang Xianyin?"
"Yes, Teacher, she's in the dormitory right now, she's not mentally stable, you'd better go and see her. ”
The counselor hung up in a hurry.
Wang Jiaran lowered his head and dialed a phone again, and then put away his phone expressionlessly and returned to the laboratory.
Sitting in the office chair, he stretched, today is also a tired day.
......
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the K library was brightly lit and people came and went, and now the location of this point is not so tight, but there are still quite a lot of people. Jiang Rou is studying in the library, she has a lot of online classes, and she is listening carefully with headphones.
Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrate.
Hmm, Wang Jiaran?
Jiang Rou put down the headphones, picked up the mobile phone, and walked out of the reading room lightly.
She stood next to the glass wall of the hall, now that it was completely dark, and there was no view of the outside view, and her small figure was reflected in the glass.
"Hello?"
Is there any urgency to call now?
I only heard Wang Jiaran's deep voice, which sounded a little depressed and uncomfortable, "Jiang Rou, can you talk to me with you?"
Jiang Rou felt that something was wrong with Wang Jiaran, and was a little worried, "Wang Jiaran, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Jiaran didn't speak, and it took a while before he spoke, "I'm out of love"
There was some melancholy and melancholy in his voice
"Can you come out and talk to me? right at school. ”
Jiang Rou looked down at her watch, it wasn't too late
"Okay"
At nine o'clock in the evening, the two met in the stands of the open-air gymnasium, and the stadium at nine o'clock was very lively, running, dancing, walking, and even square dancing, and their audio equipment dominated the audience with loud volume.
Wang Jiaran sat on the highest floor of the stands, wearing a khaki windbreaker with a beige knit sweater inside, looking very warm. He also had a few bottles of Belgian beer at his feet.
When Jiang Rou arrived, he saw Wang Jiaran sitting alone in the stands, holding a small bottle of beer and drinking slowly, looking at the playground below with empty eyes, looking at the lively crowd, his face looked warm and jade under the shroud of the light, but his expression looked a little lonely.
Hey, I'm out of love.
Jiang Rou sat down next to Wang Jiaran and patted him
Wang Jiaran laughed and handed her a bottle of beer
Jiang Rou didn't dare to drink indiscriminately now, she hurriedly waved her hand, "I don't need it." ”
Wang Jiaran put back the beer and said jokingly, "Also, the wine is prepared for frustrated people like me." ”
The autumn breeze is blowing coolly, mixed with the hazy moonlight,
Wang Jiaran didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Rou was a little uncomfortable, "Do you have any contradictions?"
Wang Jiaran looked depressed, "incompatible personalities"
"Can't you run in? It's not easy to get together. ”
Hearing this, Wang Jiaran smiled,
Why didn't you run in with me at the beginning, and now persuade me to run in.
"I've tried it too, and it's so uncomfortable for both sides. ”
Jiang Rou scratched her head and didn't know what to say, "Don't be too uncomfortable, people should look forward." ”
"Don't talk about my, what about you and Ye Chen, how are you doing. ”
Jiang Rou was a little shy, "It's good"
Wang Jiaran looked at the moon in the sky, like a red and yellow damp halo the size of a copper coin, like a teardrop on a letterhead, old and confused.
He was a little confused, and muttered as if he was drunk, "Jiang Rou, what do you say is love?"
He said to himself, "Love is not a good thing, it turns people into animals." ”
Jiang Rou raised her eyebrows, a little disapproving, "You can't say that."
Love is good, let two hearts warm each other and watch over each other.
Wang Jiaran glanced at her with her spare eyes, the girl's pair of upturned and bright eyes were full of tranquility and peace, she had a pure beauty of jade and ice.
Wang Jiaran wanted to tell her how ugly love was, how desperate and painful it was, but looking at Jiang Rou's face, his gushing eloquence seemed to have exhausted. She watched and lived happily.
The words struggled on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same.
It's like he'll never be able to understand what it's like to be so good.
......