Qin Yiyu took a few steps to follow, stretched out his arm, and wanted to hold Zhao Yuanyuan's hand. His hand reached into the air, but he paused again, allowing Zhao Yuan to disappear quickly outside the door.

The footsteps are getting farther and farther away. Qin Yiyu stood on the solid wood corridor, looking at the back of Zhao Yuan, who gradually disappeared into the boundless rain curtain, and his heart seemed to have cracked, silently, but uncontrollably, shattering his whole heart.

This girl has always been the most beloved treasure in her heart. In order to make her happy, she is willing to bear all the pain and pain in her life alone.

He often thought in his heart that if it was suffering, he would bear it himself, and if it was happiness, he would share it with her.

For many days and nights, what he hoped for most was to be able to live with her.

But now, she has flatly rejected herself.

Is it true that the trajectory drawn by life has prevented them from returning to the beginning?

Is it impossible to recover what is lost?

If so, then what's the point of all your efforts and perseverance?

Qin Yiyu returned to the tea room with a gloomy expression, put away the Hetian jade pendant lying alone on the table, opened the door of the wine cabinet on the wall, took out a bottle of vodka, pulled out the cork, poured a full glass of wine, and drank it in one go.

The scorching heat rose from the stomach, all the depression became lighter, and a long-lost pleasure welled up in the heart.

Qin Yiyu poured another glass of wine and dried it down.

The heat of alcohol made him forget the troubles in his heart. He seems to have become the same college student who has not yet started and everything is still blank.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and the people in the window kept drinking wine glasses.

In the drunken haze, he seemed to see Zhao Yuan, who returned to him six years ago.

At the beginning of the junior year, Qin Yiyu happened to pass by the school's propaganda board, and casually glanced at Zhao Yuan's photo. Pure, beautiful, like a girl who has been living in her dreams, she smiled faintly at herself in the propaganda column, and laughed at a pool of spring water in her heart.

Under the photo there is Zhao Yuan's name and the name of the class. Qin Yiyu began to pay attention to this girl from then on. He had found the classroom where she was teaching, he was waiting by the side of the road she was passing through, he was attentive to all the news about her, he silently watched her every move, happy and sorrowful......

Until the end of the first semester of his junior year, he could no longer hold back the desire in his heart, and stopped her during self-study the next night.

Unexpectedly, in fact, she didn't know him at all.

Luckily, she had seen her article published in the school magazine.

One weekend not long after the second semester of her junior year began, it happened to be the Lantern Festival, and I plucked up the courage to ask her out to watch the lanterns. She hesitantly agreed, deliberately keeping her distance from herself along the way.

In order not to refuse her kindness, she deliberately said everything in reverse. She really fell for it, participated in all activities, and had a lot of fun.

When I came back from the brightly lit Wenkui Temple, I saw that she had accepted the little mouse carved from white jade that she had given her, and I had the courage to nervously kiss her on the cheek.

Unexpectedly, since then, she has always avoided herself.

He also rejected himself with righteous words.

She said that she already had a boyfriend, and she actually believed her, and she was sad alone.

But it didn't take long for her to take the initiative to return to her side, perhaps because God had eyes

It was a weekend night, and Qin Yiyu had just returned from boxing practice in the boxing room.

Since being rejected by Zhao Yuanyuan, he likes to stay in the boxing room for a long time to practice boxing. Hitting the sandbag hard again and again can temporarily relieve the pain in his heart.

Exercise has increased, but appetite has not been good at all. In just a few weeks, Qin Yiyu lost more than ten pounds.

He went to the barber shop to cut a very short haircut, and was too lazy to shave every day, allowing his black beard to grow wantonly on his face.

Silently licking his wounds in his heart every day, he imprisoned himself in his sorrow, and forgot to pay attention to the outside world.

So back in the dormitory, he hurriedly took a shower, put on a random T-shirt and lay down on the bed.

So when a girl asked outside the door, did Qin Yiyu be there, he didn't even raise his head.

So when his roommate told him that someone was looking for him, he put on a pair of slippers and walked out.

So when he saw that it was Zhao Yuan standing outside the door, he was stunned and a little at a loss.

"Why is your hair cut so short?" At first glance, seeing Qin Yiyu who was so down, Zhao Yuan was taken aback, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

Qin Yiyu looked at Zhao Yuanyuan, his heartbeat was inexplicably faster, he took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down: "What's the matter? ”

Above the boys' dormitory was an empty roof, quiet, and there was no one. Qin Yiyu took Zhao Yuan to the side of his daughter's wall, and asked in a low voice in the cool night breeze, "Is there anything you need my help with?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head, raised his face and said softly, "Can we start again?"

It turned out that Zhao Yuan came to ask to be friends with Qin Yiyu again.

It turned out that Zhao Yuan didn't have a boyfriend before, and his boyfriend was just an excuse for her to reject herself.

Looking at Zhao Yuan, who was wearing a fiery red dress, a little shy and a little nervous, Qin Yiyu's heart seemed to be surging with a tidal wave, and he was reluctant to say no at all.

Although she once lied and deceived herself.

Although I have been suffering from it for weeks.

However, as long as she is willing to come back, he is reluctant to refuse her at all.

Yes, as long as this lovely little girl is willing to come back, all her lovesickness will not be in vain, and all her love will be entrusted.

And the best expectations for youth that I buried in my heart can become a reality from now on.

The next day, both of them were free, so they made an appointment to go to Xuanyu Lake.

The sky was raining with spring rain, and the young leaves of the French plane trees on both sides of the street were so green that they were eye-catching. Qin Yiyu held an umbrella and walked in the rain with Zhao Yuan.

The first thing he did when he woke up today was to shave his beard clean. Then I rummaged through the wardrobe for a long time, found a neat white shirt and a fashionable black trench coat, carefully put them on, and then went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and then went out satisfied.

And Zhao Yuan was wearing a pink-purple windbreaker. It's a dreamy color that goes well with her romantic personality.

The endless drizzle envelops Xuanyu Lake, and the trees, houses, roads, and lake water are all quiet and fresh.

There is a carved corridor by the lake, the ground is paved with colorful rain stones, and the roof of the corridor is painted with colorful mythological stories.

The two walked into the corridor, Qin Yiyu put away the umbrella, and stood side by side with Zhao Yuan on the edge of the corridor to watch the rain.