Chapter 14: Empty Farewell

After connecting, Ma Teng just fed him, and before the voice fell, he said on the other end of the phone: "Yes, Ma Teng, I haven't seen such a beautiful girl for a few days, and it's still two." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info really has you!But you can't be hungry and hungry, and you have to give a buddy to everything. To this day, buddy is still a child. ”

Ma Teng didn't know what to say, and was stunned and motionless, as if he had received the method of immobilization.

Zhao Jian on the other end of the phone waited for a few seconds and didn't see Ma Teng's voice, so he called out a little strangely: "Hey, little brother Ma, why don't you speak, dumb?"

Ma Teng put down the phone from his ear, his fingers raised and fell, and hung up.

Ma Teng looked at his mobile phone blankly, his eyes empty.

As soon as Zhao Jian entered the door, Xiao Di only watched from the sidelines and did not speak. At this time, she came back to her senses. In the eyes of Ma Teng, Ma Teng is the one before, and now he is a complete stranger, and for Ma Teng, TA's classmates are always TA's classmates, both in the past and now.

"What do you want to do?" asked Xiao Di softly, his tone full of sympathy and understanding.

Ma Teng laughed bitterly, with a broken jar and a broken tone: "What else, that's it." ”

At this time, the mobile phone rang again, and Zhao Jian called again.

Ma Teng looked at the phone screen, and slowly stretched out his finger and touched the hang-up button.

Soon, Zhao Jian called again, and Ma Teng's numb movements hung up a little mechanically.

Next, Zhao Jian fought twice, but Ma Teng hung up.

Ma Teng's finger was placed at the top of the screen, ready to hang up the call, but the phone did not ring again.

Ma Teng thought that Zhao Jian had given up, he just put away his mobile phone, and the message prompt sounded, and he knew that there was a chance that Zhao Jian sent it. Ma Teng put the phone back in front of his eyes, and then clicked on the text message: Where are you? Why don't you answer the phone? Is something wrong?

Ma Teng stared at the text message, deep in thought, pondering what to say to Zhao Jian.

Before he could come up with a result, Zhao Jian sent another text message: Did you receive it? Reply to me after receiving it, or I will call the police.

If you really call the police, it will inevitably alarm your family, make them worry and sad, and in addition, it will cause a lot of commotion at school. Ma Teng didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so after reading the text message, his finger touched the screen and typed: I have to take a leave of absence, I'm afraid I can't wait until graduation.

Within ten seconds of Ma Teng's text message, he received another text message from Zhao Jian: Why? What happened?

Ma Teng replied: I can't tell you clearly for a while, and I'll tell you when I have a chance. Also, I moved out of the rental house...... You say goodbye to Xiaoqiang and them on my behalf, I will miss you.

The reason why he wrote this way is because Ma Teng believes that if he suddenly says goodbye, other people will also contact him and ask what is going on. Let Zhao Jian convey it like this, there will be less trouble.

Similarly, after the message was sent, Ma Teng soon received a text message from Zhao Jian: What's wrong?

Ma Teng thought for a moment, and then typed back: Don't ask, I will tell you if I have the chance. My mobile phone number will also be used soon...... That's all, don't read it!

Ma Teng said everything to the point, cut off the way to come and go, and said goodbye completely!

It was only three or four minutes after the text message was sent, and Zhao Jian called again.

Ma Teng glanced at it, then hung up, and then turned off the phone.

"What did you tell him?" asked Xiaodi.

Ma Teng grabbed his mobile phone, looked at the ceiling with his eyes and said, "I said I can't continue to go to school, I'm leaving." ”

At this time, Zhao Jian was hurrying towards Ma Teng's residence. After leaving Ma Teng just now, he made phone calls as he walked, and later texted others. When he called Ma Teng to remind him that the phone had been turned off, Zhao Jian had a premonition that something was wrong, stopped on the side of the road and thought for a while, then hurriedly turned back to Ma Teng's residence, maybe he could find out Ma Teng's whereabouts from the two girls.

Fortunately, Zhao Jian didn't go far, but when he knocked on the door of Ma Teng's residence, he was still panting and sweating profusely, the hot weather was on the one hand, and the other was because he was anxious and uneasy.

"Excuse me, do you know where Ma Teng went, the boy who lived here before you moved here. Zhao Jian asked Xiao Di who came to open the door breathlessly.

Xiao Di rolled his eyes, shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry, I don't know." ”

Zhao Jian was a little disappointed after hearing this.

Xiaodi added: "I heard from the landlord that when Ma Teng left, he only said that he was going to a far away place and would come back in the future. ”

Zhao Jian just sighed, as if talking to himself: "Where did this kid go?"

Xiao Di deliberately asked, "Who is that person?"

"Classmates. Zhao Jian said, "If Ma Teng comes here again, please tell me." ”

"Okay, no problem. Xiao Di was very enthusiastic, "So how do I contact you?"

Zhao Jian told Xiao Di his mobile phone number, and Xiao Di symbolically remembered it.

Seeing Zhao Jian away, Xiaodi came over and asked Ma Teng, "What are your plans?"

Ma Teng turned his back to Xiao Di, sighed helplessly, and replied: "After the school starts, I will go to the school to go through the suspension procedures." ”

"And then?"

"Then ......" Ma Teng slowly finished reading the word and said, "and then say it." ”

(Life won't be as good as you think it is, but it's also not as bad as you think.) I think that people are more fragile and strong than I imagined. Sometimes, we may be so fragile that we burst into tears at a single sentence, and sometimes, we also find ourselves gritting our teeth and walking a long way. - Maupassant, "Ball of Sheep Fat")