15 A sensitive person is more vulnerable because she is more afraid of being hurt
When Lin Mo's mobile phone rang, she looked at the screen, it was Ni Kaitong calling, Lin Mo was about to answer, and felt a shadow shaking above her head, so she raised her head and saw Sula's sluggish, indifferent face, staring at her mobile phone screen, she swallowed her saliva and pressed the rejection.
"Why did it take so long to come back from the bathroom?" Lin Mo smiled and gave up her seat to Sura and let her sit inside, then her phone lit up again, she glanced at Sura and changed the mode of the phone to airplane mode.
At that time, Deng Chao had just come back from a tiring work, washed up, sat on the bed and counted his meager savings, and then sighed abruptly, and quickly pinched out the money.
Lu Yifan couldn't sleep all night, Lin Mo couldn't get rid of it in his mind, and at four o'clock in the evening, he couldn't help but send a text message to Lin Mo. "I can't sleep if you think about it, Lin Mo, I'm not a hypocritical person, but you broke into my life and I couldn't sleep, I thought to myself, at least I had some confidence at that time, at least I had mine in your heart, but you told me so resolutely, I was out, it seems that I was too careful, hehe."
The two words at the end hehe, Lin Mo suddenly felt that he was so helpless and sad, and then she tried to send a text message.
"Why don't you sleep yet?"
"Where are you? Why didn't you sleep? A text message from there came immediately.
"Watching a movie in the city." She said.
"Is it pretty? What time will you be back? ”
"I'll be back in the morning."
"Then I'll wait for you at school, and what you said that day, you just didn't say it. Don't turn me down this time. ”
Yang Qi leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep unconsciously, sleeping uncomfortably halfway, and changing his body tossing and turning.
Everyone's daily life is like a story, some are prosaic, some are thrilling, some are heartbreaking, they are all like bubbles, they explode with different sounds, and then the fantasy fragments in the bubble disappear with the wind.
We are all trying to change the ending of the story, like trying our best to straighten the bent wire with our bare hands, enduring the red road in our hands because of the force, struggling, trying.
Early in the morning, Lin Mo went to the toilet and saw a person shrunk on the bench in the movie theater, without shoes, sitting on it, looking at the people coming and going with wooden eyes, and the moment he saw Lin Mo, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled his shoes and rushed towards Lin Mo.
"What the hell is going on? Sulla is going to break up with me. He hurriedly threw all the questions to Lin Mo, Lin Mo was also surprised, and then dragged Ni Kaitong's clothes and said, "Go, put on your shoes, and go out with me to buy buns, on the way." ”
The wind was very cold in the early morning, Ni Kaitong shrank his shoulders, shrunk the whole person into his body, and then stood at the door of the steamed bun shop, biting the hot bun, and asked Lin Mo, "What happened?" ”
"I don't know, it seems like Sulla took a text message, and then it became like that. Before you came, you had already changed your face. After listening to Lin Mo's words, Ni Kaitong bit the mouth of the bun and paused, and she saw his red and swollen hands that were frozen overnight.
"What text message, did you see it?" He asked anxiously.
"I don't know." She shook her head, then turned her head to look at Ni Kaitong and asked, "You didn't do anything to be sorry for her, did you?" ”
"I swear to God no." He held the half-bitten bun, and then the stuffing of the bun leaked out, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Your sky is leaking!" ”
"You'd better think about what to say to Sura." Lin Mo said.
Sula stared at the screen for a long time, but she didn't watch a movie, and when her eyes were open, the image didn't come into her mind.
"Sula" Guo Kaitong stood there with a smile, looking at her, holding her messy hair, and calling her.
Stretched out his hand and handed over the buns and soy milk, put them in her hands, and then, turned around and said to Yang Qi and them with a smile, "You women are really good, watch an all-night movie, I bought you steamed buns, invite you to breakfast!" ”
Yang Qi smiled and bit the xiaolongbao, and then said, "So good?" ”
Sulla is Sula after all, different from others, no one knows what she is thinking, and in the eyes of others, the structure of her heart may be different from others.
So when Sula and the others got on the bus in the early morning, they saw Guo Kaitong, who had been following him next to him, riding a motorcycle, his single clothes were fiercely lifted in the wind, revealing his skin, he was like an outlaw, and kept staying in the position where Sula was sitting, occasionally, when he was pulled away, Lin Mo would look back, but Sula did not turn around from the beginning.
Any temperature can't match the cold of Sula's back.
It's a contest, a solo contest with no response.
When passing by the traffic light, Guo Kaitong honked the horn fiercely at Sula, but she still didn't react, and the people around her looked sideways.
Finally, he was defeated, and disappeared into the back of the car little by little, not because he couldn't catch up, but because he didn't want to see Sula's blade-like face again.
As soon as Ni Kaitong lay back in the dormitory, he lay on the bed, the whole person was numb from the cold, especially the heart was a little painful, Xu Zhian looked at Ni Kaitong, his eyes were elusive.
The roses that Ni Kaitong gave to Sula are still slowly withering, and the once gorgeous seems to be a flash in the pan, and only these stumps and leaves are left to tell the beauty of the past.
She stood there, playing with the nearly wilted rose in her hand, then picked them up and threw them all into the trash.
This week, even when he met Ni Kaitong, Sula didn't say a word to him, even stranger than a stranger.
Life is still normal, Lin Mo and others are busy studying for exams every day, and a dormitory person goes to the self-study room for a few days in a row.
Occasionally, when I saw Ni Kaitong, everyone pretended to be strangers, and they didn't dare to greet Ni Kaitong in front of Sula.
Ni Kaitong still named as always, not Sula, even though she was sitting there.
When Lin Mo was scribbling on the textbook in class, the mobile phone rang, it was Yang Dong's, she hung up the phone, and replied, "We are in class." ”
Yang Dong still kept calling, and he didn't hang up until she answered the phone and listened to the teacher's chatter with the microphone.
His phone calls seemed to be getting more and more frequent.
And she seems to be refusing more and more times.
She looked down at the communication records and saw that in the recent call, Lu Yifan's name reminded her of this person's savings, and for a long time, she didn't call Yang Dong back.
When Yang Qi turned his face to look at Sula, he saw that she was drawing a cartoon villain on the catalog of the book, her expression was very flat, and she didn't seem to be sad at all when she broke up with Ni Kaitong