Shu Hang's state today is terrible, very bad.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has a cold face all day long, and he can't see happiness from his expression some time ago, but at least at that time, when dealing with people, he will still hook the corners of his lips out of politeness, even if he doesn't smile, at least he smiles.

But today, there are no different facial expressions, and the complexion is so dark that it is visible to the naked eye, and the aura around the body is like ice, and everyone who approaches it feels a deep chill.

yes, he sucks.

Last night, when I drank high in the bar with my fox friends, I had a faint premonition.

In the early hours of the morning, I returned home drunk and habitually glanced at her Weibo before going to bed. But it was this glance that made him completely sober up, and then he couldn't sleep.

The sweet group photo, with the simple word "married", was so informative that it made him feel dizzy.

Cheng Jiayi in the photo is still familiar to him, with a childish smile on his white and tender round face, full of vitality, as if he will never grow up.

Her smile is always so infectious, so sweet that she seems to be able to squeeze out honey at any time, so that people who see it can't help but laugh along.

Shu Hang stared at the photo, her thriving smiling face, and the corners of her lips hooked up a touch of bitterness.

He hadn't seen her smile so pure, so wanton in a long, long time. It was his fault, his own fault, that he lost her. Long before she ran away from home, she hadn't laughed like this since he ignored him.

The smile that originally belonged to him alone, but it probably won't be shown for him again in this life.

Shu Hang's heart couldn't help but hurt, lying on the bed weakly, covering his eyes with one hand, unconsciously, a warm liquid rolled down his cheeks into his ears, and the feeling of hearing being affected by dampness was extremely uncomfortable, but it was not as uncomfortable as Cheng Dù in his heart at the moment.

The man on her left is called Ye Qingyun, and his eyes looking at her are full of love, so warm that he doesn't dare to take a second look.

That kind of look has already explained it, and it's no wonder that Cheng's father would defect at the beginning, and now even he has to admit that he was defeated.

In Ye Qingyun's eyes, there was appreciation and love, and there was a firm belief that she would definitely make her happy. Shu Hang also had this kind of belief, or rather, still has it, but he has not been able to fulfill it well.

He hurt her, so deeply, how can he compare with the other party?

Is it really until you lose it that you will know how to cherish it? If he had understood earlier, wouldn't the two of them have fallen to such a point?

Memories rolled in like floodgates, drowning him.

He is so despicable, relying on her to love him and will not leave him, ignoring her feelings as a matter of course, coveting a moment of spending time and drinking, and forgetting the care that should be reciprocated as a boyfriend.

I had it once and wanted to change it.

On that occasion, he returned late as usual, in the early hours of the morning, to be exact. It's just that I was playing poker in a teahouse that time, but I didn't drink, so I was still very sober when I got home.

When I entered the bedroom, I unexpectedly found that Cheng Jiayi, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, was not there.

The night light in the room was on, and the TV was on, and it was fixed on the movie channel every night, but she was not there.

At that moment, he was a little panicked, forgetting that he had just come out of the bathroom, snatched the door and looked inside, but he was still gone.

But the pair of fluffy purple slippers she often wore were well placed at the door of the room, and there was no sign of her going out.

Dialing her, I heard the phone ringing at the bedside.

In the winter, Shu Hang's palms were oozing sweat, she had always been a girl who reassured him, and she would report to him wherever she went, and he couldn't find her for the first time, and he was completely panicked.

Ran downstairs to make sure her car was still there, ran back and rummaged through the shoe cabinet, and it seemed that none of the shoes were missing, and finally had no choice but to check the number of coats in the closet.

Then, finally, in the corner of the closet, he found her.

Wearing a thin nightdress, curled up and hidden behind one piece of clothing. The body temperature is cold, and there are dry tear stains on the face.

Shu Hang didn't know how she was in the closet, she only knew that she was in that second, and she was distressed, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

He carried her back to the bed, covered her tightly with a thick quilt, and silently made up his mind in his heart that he would never let her do this again.

However, the next day, no one mentioned this episode, Cheng Jiayi was still as usual, after kissgoodbye, he went out to work with a smile, and when he got off work, he obediently sent an ordinary sentence "Don't socialize too late." "Express your indulgence to him.

So Shu Hang gradually forgot about this matter, and gradually forgot his so-called determination.

Come to think of it.

He clenched one hand into a fist in pain, so strong that his joints turned slightly white, and pounded his forehead fiercely.

At that time, why didn't you have time to reflect?

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I stayed up until I got off work, didn't want to go anywhere, casually turned down my friend's appointment, and went home.

Shu Hang has always had Cheng Jiayi in his heart today, full of room for nothing, all of them are Cheng Jiayi, I don't know why I miss her more than any moment in the past.

So when he staggered up the stairs, a picture of them laughing in the corridor appeared in a trance. I don't know if it's because I've been together since I was a child, or because Cheng Jiayi has been staying in the first acquaintance for so many years, when he is with her, he can't help but do some childish things with her.

Even though he is in his twenties, he still often naively plays rock-paper-scissors on these stairs and climbs the stairs.

Probably this game for everyone has an unusual meaning for the two of them, since high school, it has been their most enthusiastic entertainment.

At that time, Shu Hang always thought that he was lucky, and every time he could reach the top first, and then proudly watched his girl laugh and jump up a few steps to hold his arm.

Now that I think about it, how can anyone be so lucky every time? Xiaoyi is such a smart girl, I am afraid that she has figured out his habits and routines, and in order to satisfy his machismo, she deliberately loses to him.

So, did he use up all the good luck she gave him in game after game of rock-paper-scissors? In the end, the greatest luck of "marrying her" was given to someone else?

The white wall around the corner, and the memories of him occasionally running a few quick steps, shaking her off, and then hiding until her footsteps approached, and then deliberately popping up to scare her.

These innocences, so pure, so beautiful, so searing, but how could he mistakenly get tired of her, mistakenly reject, and mistakenly lose her in the early years? (To be continued.) )