When Dong Wenwen called and said that he was coming, Sula got up from the computer desk and replied with a text message: I am waiting for you on the rooftop.

She was wearing thin pajamas, standing on the roof of this building, the roof of the building was actually quite beautiful, there was a circle of colored lights, but she was standing too high, the wind was too strong, and she was wearing too thin, and there was a feeling like falling leaves being blown down by the wind.

Standing there, accustomed to the cool breeze, her heart was unusually calm.

"Sura, what are you doing standing here?" She heard Dong Wenwen's voice behind her, a slight tremble, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Do you think anyone cares if I jump like this?" She looked up at the half-moon above her head, bright and bright, but very cold.

Hearing Sula say this, Dong Wenwen hurriedly walked over and said, "Lala, don't say stupid things, how can you have such an idea." ”

"Nobody cares. article, do you care about me?" she asked.

"I care very much, Lala, it's windy here, let's go back, let's talk about something slowly." Dong Wenwen said anxiously.

Sula looked at the bright lights downstairs, in fact, she didn't want to jump, standing there, she actually showed a trace of desolation, she really had the heart to beat, and she knew her life like this.

"I thought you were going to put this text message until two days later, you were so busy, you didn't even have time to reply to the message."

"Lala,......" Dong Wenwen shouted.

"Will you ignore me in the future?" She asked.

"No, no, no."

"Then you come and pull me, my leg is numb." She turned her face and saw Dong Wenwen with an anxious face.

Dong Wenwen walked over, saw Sula's thin body, took off his clothes and put them on her.

"Lala, don't be so impulsive in the future." Dong article said.

Sula turned to look at the clothes that Dong Wenwen had draped on his body, and was about to speak, when he sneezed coldly.

"Look, I've got a cold." As soon as he said this, she laughed, "I'm happy to catch a cold." ”

Only then did Dong Wenwen feel a chill in his body, and the cold wind on the roof of the building blew on his shirt.

"Lala, you are angry with me, don't take your body seriously." Dong Wenwen wrapped his arms around Sura and protected her in front, the wind was so strong, there was no wind at the moment, her hair was skinny in front of her forehead, Dong Wenwen stood behind her, shielding her from the biting cold.

"No, I've been doing well, oh, but I think I've just lost a lot of blood." She didn't care, and said indifferently.

Dong Wenwen was silent, and a little guilt welled up in his heart.

"Lala......" Dong Wenwen's shout made her heart soften, and she sneezed, and Dong Wenwen sent her home.

"I want to drink water." She lay on the bed and watched Dong Wenwen hurriedly run to pour water.

There was no water in the kettle, the article fetched water, and it was heated with an electric kettle.

"I want to eat dates." She watched Dong Wenwen go underwater to wash the red dates again, and brought them to her on a plate.

"I want porridge." She said indifferently, oh, I'll buy it, and Dong Wenwen put on his coat and went out.

She told herself that Sula had made enough trouble, and her anger should be gone.

When Sula saw Qin Yuxue, she was still a little stunned, this face didn't look like a person who had been polished by a long life, but she looked younger than her, not at all like a woman who had children, and her figure was still well-proportioned and charming.

"Is that you?" Sula looked up and asked, looking at their agreed seats.

"Sura. Is it? She replied with a light smile.

"To be honest, I only added you because I envy you."

"Envy what?" She asked with a smile, then continued, "I ordered lemonade for you." ”

"Envy your love." She replied, then took the lemonade from the waiter.

She smiled lightly and didn't speak, just took a sip of the juice in front of her.

"What is there to envy, this juice is freshly squeezed, it is very delicious, I often come to have a drink."

"Your face is very pale, drink some blood nourishment and recuperate."

"Just look at you and you're very good at life." Sula smiled and said.

"Women have to be kind to themselves." She spoke indifferently.

For some reason, every time her love is mentioned, there is always a little bit of sadness behind her smile.

She smiled and asked, "How old are you?" ”

"22" Sula, who has always been proud, actually looked uncomfortable in front of Qin Yuxue.

"I'm 24 years old and my child is five years old. That signature was written two years ago. ”

In this way, when she got married, she was still a minor, which surprised Sula.

"Didn't you tie the knot early?" She asked with a smile as she saw the surprise in Sula's eyes.

Her words, along with her smile, have always been warm, as clear as jade.

Sula insisted on taking Qin Yuxue for a ride, she smiled softly and got into the car.

She felt that if she were a man, she would also like such a beautiful and gentle woman.

She just asked her to put herself on a noisy street, and Sula parked the car and watched her clatter through the crowd with her high heels.

Sula took a cigarette and watched her back slowly.

Yang Qi was also secretly stuffing cookies into her mouth, while sitting there listening to the accounting class, at the moment she was working hard to get a junior accountant, the mobile phone vibrated in her pocket, Yang Qi casually opened the text message, and broke half of the biscuit in her hand in an instant.

"Yang Qi, I'm sorry."

I couldn't listen to a word in a class, and I was stunned to think about the text message from the ancient city.

No matter how much he chases, his heart is restless, he has a heart that can be ambitious, and she can only chase after him desperately.

When Yang Qi got out of the car, he saw the ancient city standing there waiting, his face was as quiet as before, and he stood there elegantly like a prince.

"Why are you telling me I'm sorry, okay?" She pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly.

"Yang Qi, I won't come in the second half of the year, and then fly directly to the United States."

The sunset is infinitely better, but his eyes are not warm.

Yang Qi's eyes slowly widened, and the grief that surged up slowly overwhelmed her, and she asked him with wet eyes, "Then what should I do?" ”

"You can still take the postgraduate entrance examination next year, and if you don't want to, you can continue to study your accounting." He said.

"I'm asking if you thought of me before you made these decisions? Ancient city, what do you think I am? She asked with tears in her eyes.

The eyes of the ancient city dimmed a little, and he said indifferently, "Yang Qi, let's go eat first." Sit down, I've got something to tell you. ”

"Do you think I can eat it now?" Yang Qi turned his head, and his words couldn't help but sob.

Shake off the hand of the ancient city, and run away without looking back, she was really afraid, and then she would continue to talk to him and say the word of breaking up.

Even if it ended like this, she didn't want to hear those two words.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the familiar radio sound still sounded, and she didn't know what sad song she was singing, but she remembered the lyrics: Look into the distance, I was crazy when I was young.

echoed in her ears, accompanied by the sound of her hurried footsteps.

When she stopped, she turned her head, there was no figure of the ancient city behind her, she stood at the intersection, crying inadequately, this love, he never took the initiative.

There was no one in the dormitory, and when she was crying, she couldn't find anyone to comfort, and she was even more uncomfortable when she looked at her phone.

In the end, squatting there, it was Ling Song who came over, the boy next to her was not the second brother, but he was as handsome as the second brother. She was squatting there, her legs were already numb, Ling Song walked over and said very indifferently, "Yang Qi, I heard that the ancient city is going back to his hometown." ”

"I thought he was here, I never knew what his hometown was, where he was going." She sobbed.

"It's a shame that you've been with the ancient city for so long, and his hometown is from Henan."

"Can Henan people speak Mandarin as well as him?" She smiled and shed a few tears, she still remembered the days when she hosted with him, like a pair of wall people, one left and one right, with an ancient city around her, listening to his beautiful Mandarin, her heart gradually became stable and no longer nervous.

"Hello everyone, I'm tonight's host: Yang Qi." She crouched there, her fingers scratching on the stone, tears falling into the dirt.

"Broken out?" The boy standing next to Ling Song pouted and asked Ling Song.

Yang Qi's tears melted into the soil drop by drop.

Ling Song came over to pull her, but she couldn't pull it, "Hey, come and help." ”

The boy came over and vigorously lifted Yang Qi up, her face was a little swollen from crying, and she sniffed, only to hear the man ask, "Who is this?" How I haven't seen it before. ”

"You go back, it's useless for you to stand here, I'll comfort her." Ling Song said to the man.

The man stood for a moment and then went back.

"I can't help you, you can stand up by yourself." Ling Song stretched out his hand and dragged her, and Yang Qi caught a glimpse of the scar on her wrist.

Yang Qi stood up, the little light that had already set on the mountain, she still couldn't open her eyes, she felt a little dizzy, and her steps were like lead, heavy and painful.

She dragged Ling Song and pulled the pale pink trench coat on her body out of the folds.

"I'll take you to me." She spoke.

"Thank you." Yang Qi said in a hoarse voice.

She followed Ling Song to the bus and found a window seat to sit down.

Leaning her head against the window, she looked at the people who got out of the car, their eyes glazed over, and occasionally someone who walked to the back door early looked up at her in surprise.

Ling Song turned his head to look at her, then turned his face, opened the game, and gave her the phone.

The interface is a game of "Plants vs. Zombies 2", the zombies came over one by one, Yang Qi took it, lowered his head, and played, Ling Song stuffed a headset into her ear.

She lowered her head, pressed the screen, hit the zombie, and slowly put back her tears.

Ling Song sat there, listening to the song quietly, the last time they met was at the microphone, Yang Qi, I didn't expect that at this moment, when I was sad, it was Ling Song who comforted me. R1152