Chapter Forty-Eight: The Broken Intestine Man at the End of the World
The bus was crowded with people, Zhao Shuangwei didn't feel crowded at all at the moment, how much she hoped that the crowd could push Yang Sang away, and the farther away from her, the better. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. Zhao Shuangwei couldn't understand why Yang Sang had to pester her?
"Yang Sang," she finally spoke, "it's impossible between us. It's me who is not good, you don't use it to find me anymore, study hard. ”
"No, Xiaowei," Yang Sang hurriedly apologized, "I also had something bad before, and I have already reflected on myself." Let's study hard together, shall we? I don't blame you for what happened before, just as if it never happened, okay? ”
"We can't go back, and I don't want to. Don't come to me in the future, it's already hard to hear among your classmates. ”
"I really forgive you, why can't you go back? What's there to go back to? It doesn't matter what others say, it can't change my feelings for you. Xiaowei, I'm really working hard for you, can we reconcile? Again, Yang Sang held in a low voice.
Zhao Shuangwei couldn't understand: "You study for yourself, your future is your own, the university is your own, and the future is your own." And these have nothing to do with me, how can you say that it is for me? Yang Sang, can you not come to me again, I'm sorry, you forgot about me. ”
Zhao Shuangwei suddenly realized that after experiencing these things, her heart had hardened a lot. As soon as she thought of what Li Zhijun said, "don't make an example", she would never allow herself to be wrong again.
Yang Sang's frustrated expression could no longer be hidden. He didn't understand why he had paid so much, and Zhao Shuangwei could not be moved at all? The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to calm down, and he said hatefully: "Zhao Shuangwei, if I like you, I am blind." Sure enough, the most poisonous woman in the world. ”
After speaking, Yang Sang twisted his head to the side and refused to look at her again. As soon as the No. 714 bus arrived at the station, Yang Sang ran down quickly without looking back.
Zhao Shuangwei looked at his back, feeling a little uncomfortable, but she didn't want to explain anything more for herself. Let's just get over like this, although we can't get together and disperse, but at least... He can die to me. Thinking that Yang Sang would no longer entangle herself from now on, Zhao Shuangwei had to admit that she was indeed relieved.
It turns out that it's so hard not to love someone. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to pretend, even if he wanted to be a villain, he only hoped that the other party could get as far away from him as possible.
Yang Sang, who returned to school, was depressed.
Angry, he returned to the classroom and sat down, took out the tutoring books and grades in his school bag, and tore them apart. What's the use of reading? He didn't like it in the first place, if it weren't for the idea of being able to go to the same university as her, Yang Sang wouldn't be willing to spend energy on these unnecessary things. Zhao Shuangwei likes to read so much, let her read enough by herself, maybe she will miss the college entrance examination and won't even be able to pass a book; Maybe she has a high score and low ability, and she will not be as good as herself in the future.
Yang Sang was like a resentful woman, venting all the resentment and hatred in her heart on the books and test papers in front of her. As the pieces of paper turned into garbage completely, his long-standing dreams were also torn apart by himself little by little.
He hugged the pile of debris and went out to the garbage room.
When Yang Sang finished throwing out the garbage and was about to return to the classroom, he ran into Chen Shixu on the stairs.
"Chen Shi continued!" He hurriedly called out to her. Chen Shixu once said a lot of good things for herself, so Yang Sang never hated her.
Chen Shixu turned around and looked at Yang Sang with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?" ”
"I forgot to tell you last time, you have pretty short hair." Yang Sang just wanted to say something, so that he didn't look so lonely.
"Thanks for the compliment. You... You and Zhao Shuangwei... How's it going? Sure enough, he still couldn't hide from this topic, Yang Sang said in disappointment:
"Just now, it's over."
Chen Shixu looked at Yang Sang, as if he saw himself a few months ago. She empathizes with and remembers that pain.
"After school, let's find a place to have a good chat?" She asked.
Yang Sang was in need of comfort at this moment. "Can you take a leave of absence in the afternoon? I really want to talk to someone. ”
Chen Shi continued to be unbearable, he was like this at the beginning, and he desperately needed someone to accompany him. She nodded, in response.
Yang Sang and Chen Shixu are not in the same class, and it is not difficult for them to apply for sick leave slips. At lunchtime, they left the school one after the other.
Yang Sang looked at the school uniforms on the two of them and sighed: "We are like this, it is inconvenient to go anywhere." If you don't mind, go to my house, there's no one right now. My house is near the school, so we can order takeout and talk while eating. ”
Chen Shixu didn't feel that it was wrong, so he agreed to him.
The two returned to Yang Sang's house, ordered pizza, and ate it in the living room.
"What's going on with you and Zhao Shuangwei? Didn't you break up a long time ago? How did it drag on to this day? Chen Shi continued.
Yang Sang sighed and said, "I thought about it for a long time, and I decided to forgive her. I went to see her this morning, just to get back together with her. ”
"She refused?"
"Hmm."
Chen Shixu looked at the decadent Yang Sang in front of him, and all the ignorance and good impression he had at the beginning came back. She was indignant for him: "Yang Sang, you are so good, but Zhao Shuangwei doesn't know how to cherish it." Forget about her, you deserve a better girl. Chen Shixu's eyes dimmed a little, and she said softly: "At the beginning, Guan Shuquan also wanted to break up with me like this. I begged him to give me another chance, but he wouldn't. You know what's even sadder? After we broke up, I thought he would be nostalgic, reluctant, self-blaming, guilty... But no, he and his new girlfriend are sweet and sweet every day, and I'm afraid they have long forgotten me as a person. ”
Yang Sang empathized: "I'm like this now. We have been in a relationship for so long, and we have been in a relationship with Xiaowei... No, it's Zhao Shuangwei, it's nothing. ”
"Maybe I'm sad now, where is he holding the newcomer." Chen Shi continued to say hatefully.
"Yes, maybe I'm sad here, Zhao Shuangwei is also talking to that man." Yang Sang also said hatefully.
He looked at Chen Shixu, who was also a fallen person at the end of the world, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
In the same way, Chen Shixu, who empathizes, also arouses a different feeling for Yang Sang.
The air suddenly froze, and when it flowed again, it was full of ambiguity.