Chapter Thirty-Four: Chaos Returns
After the meal, I walked out of the western restaurant, it had just rained, and there was a slight coolness in the air.
"Sending you home, or going back to school?" Mo Xiacun asked.
"School." I replied.
The black Bentley drove unhurriedly through the night, and in a short time it was at the door of the Worship.
The car slowly stopped, and I was just about to open the door, when Mo Xiacun called out to me, "Wait a minute." ”
He took a cardboard box from the back seat of the car and handed it to me, "This, it should help you." ”
I took it, the beige box, frosted texture, not too many patterns, not light to pick up.
He smiled and said softly: "Go back and open it again, I'll go in with you, there are still some things to finish during the day." ”
I nodded, curling the corners of my mouth, "Thank you." ”
On a rainy night, the air is filled with a clear breath that is not thick or light, calm and comfortable.
A stroll on such a night would have been a very pleasant and romantic affair, if it had not been for the twists and turns of the present time, bound to my heart, and the fact that I could not breathe at the turn of my mind.
My pace was a little hurried, and my mind was restless, as if something was urging me. Mo Xia Cun didn't say anything, silently cooperating with my pace.
For a moment, a deep voice came from within itself, and the voice sounded a little cold to me, "Christina...... I'll talk to her. ”
My heart trembled, and I turned my head to look at him.
He looked at me and said seriously, "I don't want to lose this friend, but ......"
"I understand." I hurriedly said, "Thank you." ”
After parting from Mo Xia Cun, I hesitated for a moment and walked towards Tina's dormitory. I just called her and kept turning off her phone, thinking that she really didn't want to see me now, but no matter what, I had to see her, even if she was okay.
It was pitch black in Tina's bedroom, and I stood outside the cold bedroom door for a long time before leaving.
She's hiding from me, I understand.
Originally, as a good friend, the relationship between this entanglement was already awkward, and it was a forbidden area that I never dared to touch. I didn't expect that she would be reluctant to face me for a while, and I could understand that she was so sudden and intuitive today.
It's just that I don't know, whether it's for a while, or for longer.
There was a feeling of sorrow in my heart.
The people around you, if you leave, I won't hurt you.
I feel tired and have a headache, but I still want to go home.
Fortunately, my grandmother called in the afternoon to go to Europe to discuss business, and she would not come back in the short term, otherwise my pale appearance would definitely be a source of concern for her old man.
The people who care about me have already been hurt by me, and this worry is better to avoid it.
The moment I stepped into the house, I felt that a lot of strength had been taken from my body, and my whole body was deflated.
I can't even sigh. I thought of the box Moxia had given me, and opened it.
Roman chamomile and lavender aromatherapy, a couple of soothing records, and beautifully packaged books.
I can't help but wonder, what a very meticulous person.
I can trust Mo Xiacun's taste, I light the aromatherapy and put on soothing music, filling the room with a gentle and graceful atmosphere.
In this atmosphere, I lay in bed and let my consciousness sink in.
The dream was empty, lead-gray all around.
Empty, empty.
I felt a chill, and I looked around to see a figure, but I couldn't find it.
Obviously I was not being chased, but I subconsciously ran away in a hurry, and my pace was panicked.
Suddenly, an unknown force struck behind me, dragging me backwards, and I struggled to the death, and the force dragged me away with a fatalistic and irresistible force.
I woke up from my nightmare and opened my eyes suddenly.
Wheezing, the walls of warm tones, I realized it was just a dream, but the fear was real.
Consciousness returned, this was my bedroom, all traces were completely familiar, nothing had happened.
I calmed my horror and stared vacantly at the piano by the window, which was silently hidden in the shadows, the faint light spreading out on the black and white keys. Tomorrow I see it, it has long been integrated into my bedroom, it has become a part of nature, why does it make me feel an unfathomable mystery today.
I don't play the piano very often, especially lately.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I got up and went to the window.
The canopy was a slightly heavy leaden gray, and in the light and shadow of time and dreams, it seemed as if it had not woken up yet. I glanced at the clock on the wall, a quarter past six. In such a time as early summer approaches, shouldn't there have been stripes of light piercing through the clouds with the prelude of daylight?
It's hard to be happy when it's cloudy.
I was stunned by the window for a moment, then packed up and went downstairs.
Downstairs, Sister-in-law Zhou had already gotten up early and started to get busy.
Seeing me coming down, she greeted me with a smile, "Second Miss, morning." ”
"Early." I smiled and looked at the living room for a moment, but I didn't see it today, so I couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Didn't you send any flowers?" ”
Sister-in-law Zhou looked at the standing bell on the side and replied, "Yes, it should have been sent at this time in the past, what's wrong today?" ”
I frowned, it should be a good thing that no flowers were delivered, but why did it make me feel strangely uneasy.
Shang Xinyi, he did the foreshadowing a few days ago so well and so skillfully, wasn't it for some purpose later?
He has always had the upper hand, so I have no way to fight back or even breathe, why did he stop so mercifully today? Such a sudden disconnection, so what is the foreshadowing in the early stage?
Anticlimactic, it shouldn't be the style of a person like him.
Sister-in-law Zhou saw that I was distracted, and couldn't help but say with relief: "Maybe something happened and it was delayed, and it will be sent later." ”
I shook my head, no.
He is such an orderly character, the time to send flowers a few days ago is not bad, today the time has passed, it will definitely not be sent again, and even in the future, it is estimated that there will be no flowers for him.
So, is he ready to start a new trick?
I sighed, the human heart is the most difficult to guess, not to mention what such a mysterious and unpredictable character like him is thinking, how can I find out, all I can do is to see the moves.
On second thought, isn't it just right not to send it? Maybe he's really bored and ready to end the boring game.
Originally, it was inconceivable that the high-ranking ruler of the Stuart family would be interested in the expulsors of one of my families, and how could I expect his popularity to be constant and lasting.
Isn't the fickleness of the human heart the most profound lesson that the pain of the past has taught me?
So, why should I be so masochistic, so self-suffering, and think that everything is so bad.
"Is the second lady going out today?" Sister-in-law Zhou put breakfast on the table and asked.
"Oh no, I want to rest at home today."
The situation is still unclear, and the more you try to see it, the more you can't see it clearly.
It's time to get some rest, I said to myself.