I held up my phone, greedy for his appearance not far away, in fact, longing to be able to talk to him more. It seemed like I hadn't seen him for a long time, and every day I was thinking about him so long that it almost wiped me out.

Just as I was trying to open my mouth again, Mosa spoke.

He said, "Let's go." ”

The body froze slightly, and at the bottom of my heart, I felt an indescribable loss.

Then I hung up and walked away. I was supposed to take a taxi, but suddenly I wanted to walk, walked a few dozen steps down the avenue, blocked behind a billboard, and I 'plugged' into the alley and returned to the spice market.

His heart was so uncomfortable that he didn't covet to say a few more words to me, didn't insist on sending me back, didn't say anything more about his warm heart. He said, "Go away," urging me to leave him, after he insisted on coming to me.

That walking dozens of steps on the avenue, maybe I was in his gaze, maybe not there. I didn't look back, as if to punish him for taking me away. I tried my best to keep my head high, my chest, and my steps, but my body was stiff, and so was my heart, inch by inch, climbing up to the cold.

But, Min Xixi, isn't this the ending you always wanted? Didn't you decisively reject him again and again? What are you expecting now?

The pungent scents of the spice market give me a reason to be red-eyed, and many first-time visitors here feel their noses itch and choke on tears when they sneeze. I picked the most pungent spices and pretended to be a person with an allergic nose, crying but not being laughed at.

I found a reason to cry in the crowd, to 'mix' in the shouting of business, 'to mix' in the bargaining quarrels, to 'mix' in the noisy noise, and no one would find me strange except myself.

In the incense of various 'colors', the tears gradually stopped, and the mood slowly calmed down. I left the spice market and walked to the exit again, ready to hail a taxi. Suddenly, I saw that in the parking space across the road, Musa's car was still parked in the square position!

He was in a daze in the car, staring at the steering wheel with his eyes glazed, as if he couldn't hear the noise of everything around him. In the midst of the people coming and going, he was like a solemn statue, sitting quietly like this, unable to cheer up a little 'spirit' and drive again. The black crowd seeped through, and he seemed to be the only one left in the world, sitting lonely, thinly, stupidly.

The smell of spices seemed to be strong again, and my nose choked. I looked at him in a daze, full of sadness. Perhaps I should have run across the street, pull the 'door' of the car, take his hand desperately, look at him with my teary eyes, and tell him my full thoughts. But how could I do that? How could I go out of my way to destroy our hard-fought sanity?

Across the city's traffic, he was in a daze, and I stared at him, and finally I couldn't speak.

That night, I slept restlessly and began to wonder if I had made the right decision. But I found that I had lost the ability to analyze rules and regulations, and my mind kept thinking, but it was always blank. I opened my eyes wide, stared at the sky 'flower' board motionless, for a long, long time, and impatiently took my phone to look at the time, 0:00. I closed my eyes and thought sadly, another day has passed, and there are only four days left before his wedding.

Early the next morning, I received a call from Yun Yushu, who told me to get up early and go to school for self-study.

"You don't want to fail the course, do you? I see that you have disappeared for several days, I heard Lian Pian say, you went to Abu Dhabi the day before yesterday, and yesterday you went to pick up others and discharged them from the hospital and didn't come back all day, do you have time to study?"

"Huh?" I was still sleepy-eyed, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, "I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Yun Yushu didn't care, and continued to urge: "Oh, you get up quickly, I'll wait for you at school for self-study." ”

I barely got up with my hands and feet, and muttered to the phone, "If I go to self-study with others, it will not be easy for me to concentrate." ”

"There are so many rules. Yun Yushu was a little helpless, "Okay, I won't study with you, but you still have to go to school quickly." I helped you sort out the outline and key points of the final review, and finally found my materials from last year. ”

As soon as I heard this, I was full of wit, and finally had a little vitality: "Thank you, senior!"

He was dissatisfied: "It's all said, don't call me 'senior' anymore." ”

"What's that called?"

"It's called Uki. ”

"Well, Uki-senpai. ”

“……”

After hanging up the phone, I quickly got dressed, sorted out, and found that there were actually five 'doors' for exams in the next three days. Although I have a solid foundation on weekdays, this final sprint time is still extremely important, and I have no time to grind anymore, so I packed my schoolbag and rushed to school.

The weather at the end of December can be described as the most comfortable season in Dubai. Around twenty degrees, neither lukewarm nor hot, no longer sweating as soon as you get out of the hotel like in August. I ran to the library, and Yun Yushu 'handed over' a stack of materials to me, thick and fulfilling.

"So many?" I was a little surprised.

"That's what I reviewed last year. "He looked smug.

"Thank you, thank you. "I couldn't get excited, so I found a seat in the library with this pile of materials, and Yun Yushu followed. I asked him, "Didn't you say you wouldn't study with me?"

He nodded, "I won't bother you, I just look at you, I think you have lost weight again in the past two days." ”

"It's good to lose weight, I'm losing weight. "In fact, I was so tired, both physically and mentally, draining my energy from the constant struggle against myself.

Yun Yushu shook his head and said seriously: "It's not good to lose weight, I look sad." ”

"Don't be sad, let me read, I haven't reviewed a lot. I spread out the books and materials, and put my bag on the table, between me and him. Who knew that Yun Yushu took the bag with his hand, eliminated the barrier between me and him, and asked very seriously: "Xixi, are you okay these days?"

"What can I do? I'm fine. I immediately denied it.

"Seeing that you have been a lot haggard and restless in the past few days, is he coming to 'mess' with you again?"

"Nothing. I hurriedly said, and put my bag across the middle of us. Yun Yushu's suspicion reminded me of the appearance of Musa's 'yin' owl that night, how could these two men, who had only seen each other once, compete with each other so fiercely.

Yun Yushu unrelentingly took the schoolbag away again and said, "Xixi, if anything happens, don't forget me, I've always been." ”

"Senior!" I whispered, "This is in the library, you usually don't talk directly, and now it's full of self-study people!"

A hurt expression appeared on his face: "You don't believe me?"

"I believe, I believe. I tried to look at him with sincere eyes, and then sighed helplessly, "But, I want to review now......"

"Okay, you read the book. He finally got up and pointed to another position in the distance, "I'm reading over there, remember to ask me if you have any questions, I did 'good' in every 'subject' last year." ”

Although I was in a very irritable mood, I was really grateful to Yun Yushu for urging me to get back on the right path, using a large stack of materials to contain my sluggish mind and devote myself to the intensive exam. And during this crazy self-study time, I went back to the hotel every night near the early hours of the morning, and Yun Yushu insisted on sending me back every day, not staying long, only telling me to work hard and get out as soon as possible.

Five 'courses', concentrated in three days to complete the exam. In fact, most of the final grades are graded by the usual homework, and the final exam only accounts for about 30%. On weekdays, as long as the overall assignment of the group is completed by me, so Ayub and Musa's grades are not low, and as long as the deviation in the final exam is not large, there is no problem for them to fail the course.

I made up my mind that when the semester was over, I should also break off my relationship with their group. Before, Ayub was reluctant to break, but now, I'm afraid the three of them have no objections.

When I went to the examination room, I met Ayub, dressed in a white robe, he was very conspicuous among the students, and he was outside the examination room, holding a pamphlet, and seemed to be making up for it.

As I walked in his direction, countless thoughts crossed my mind. Do you want to say hello to him, do you want to say a few words about the exam, do you want to ask how the revision is? Forget it, after he called me to the wedding of Moses that day, I couldn't get along with Ayub as happily as before.

As I hesitated, Ayub turned his head as if inadvertently, and his gaze swept over me.

There were a lot of people around, and I couldn't escape, so I hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Hey, how are you preparing?"

"It hurts. With a bitter face, he said only the simple word torture, and said no more.

After saying hello, we all fell silent and buried our heads. I don't know what kind of 'color' I am in Ayub's heart now. I don't want to make the relationship too stiff, and I don't want to get involved with Mousa because of me.

After a while, Mosa also came, and he glanced at me and quickly withdrew his gaze. I hadn't seen him for a few days, and he seemed to have lost some weight, and like me, he was tormented by the pressure of longing and exams. Perhaps, he is one more wedding busier than me. Thinking of this, my mood hit rock bottom again.

The teacher arranged the seats according to the group, so that Ayub sat behind me and Musa sat behind Ayub. This is a lecture hall where the test papers are easy to see if they are not blocked. Ayub and I didn't speak, but every time I finished writing an answer on the answer sheet, I put it on the table next to it, so that he could see it if he wanted to. Perhaps, Muses will also be able to benefit a little bit from this.

It's like a kind of atonement, I did something wrong, and I paid Ayub back in a silent way, as if in this way, I could avoid the guilt in my heart. But what did I do wrong? I'm not one of the lucky ones.