Alone to sit down by the small lake behind the cafeteria, spring to summer, the willows are green, the scenery is pleasant, but she has no intention of appreciating it.

It's still early, Wang Donglin may still be sleeping at home now, and she doesn't want to go back at all.

Intuitively, Wang Donglin's return this time was not good-because he had never been drunk before. Before, he had never been as rough as last night.

What is the point of talking to a drunkard?

I took out my books, but I couldn't read anything, so I had to wander around the school aimlessly.

I finally stayed up until the afternoon, but I still picked up my schoolbag and prepared to go back.

On this day, I was in a surprisingly bad mood and listless, and I don't know if it was because I was tossed by Wang Donglin last night and stayed awake all night or because I remembered those obscure sad pasts.

She kicked the pebbles on the road all the way, and a small pebble flew into the small lake with a thud, and suddenly sparkled, and the weeping willows in the reflection were shattered.

"Thin ......"

She looked up, incredulous, and for a moment, her breath almost suffocated.

Huang Xiaojue stood opposite, less than two meters away from each other.

She subconsciously rubbed her eyes, suddenly like a dream.

Huang Xiaojue also stared at her deadly. Far away, he saw her, still with fluffy hair, only a wide jeans T-shirt, hair covering half of her face, and she couldn't see any beauty at all.

He suddenly remembered that autumn many years ago, when he was also here, and saw that the girl in jeans also kicked the pebble into the lake with such a heavy kick.

He would never forget the moment she raised her head, her hair blown away by the wind, revealing a pair of eyes that were incredibly bright.

As if yesterday had reappeared, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he strode forward and grabbed her hand at once.

Her hands were cold, without any warmth.

Yan stammered slightly: "Xiao Jue...... Xiao Jue...... How are you ......?"

He let out a long breath, and the excitement in his voice could not be concealed: "Fine...... I've been inquiring for a long time, and it turns out that you're back in school......"

After searching countless streets and asking countless people, it turned out that she went in and out of the places he was most familiar with but couldn't even think of every day.

"I ...... It's Wang Donglin who helped me find a relationship......"

Huang Xiaojue let go of her hand and took a step back, a trace of incredible shock and anger drifting through his eyes. But this anger soon became weak, and his voice trembled slightly: "Fine...... You okay? ”

"I ...... I'm okay......"

Yan Xian didn't notice that her voice was trembling slightly, and she had no place to put her hands and feet, so she stammered for a while: "You...... Xiao Jue, what about you? How are you? ”

"I'm so ...... too"

"Are you okay at home?"

"It's good at home."

The air seems to be frozen, and the dialogue is redundant and cumbersome, meaningless.

But, other than that, the two no longer had any topics to continue with, and they both lowered their heads and looked at each other's shoes.

After a while, Huang Xiaojue raised his head and said softly, "I'm leaving." ”

"I ...... It's time for me to go, too. ”

She strode away, panicked, stepped on a small pebble a few steps out, staggered, and almost fell, but only stabilized her body, and did not dare to run away with her head.

Huang Xiaojue has been watching her back disappear, and in front of her, the sun has set, and she is reflected in the lake like blood.