A trace of sparkle separates between the lips, stretches, and then breaks. Kim Taeyeon, who was gasping quietly, blushed quietly, feeling as if her soul had been uprooted to a very high place, surrounded by a huge starry sky that rose and fell, the Milky Way twinkled overhead, and the clouds under her feet were changing, like the morning sun and the sunset. Her eyes widened, and she met the villain named Jiang Zhican.

"I—I'm going back!"

She stepped back and whispered. The eyelashes in front of him trembled slightly, the clear eyes were rippling, and a small face was pink and lovely, with its head bowed like a mimosa, and broke free from his arms, and staggered towards the car not far away.

"Sister Taeyeon, what should I do then?" Someone behind him asked loudly.

"You can take a taxi or walk back by yourself!" She didn't look back, got into the car and closed the door tightly, then curled up around her chest and stared at her knees in a daze, like a statue motionless, and after half a sound, she bit her finger and started the car. The engine soon let out a low roar, and then came to an abrupt halt like a piece of music that had been cut off, piercing and abrupt.

"Ah, you're crazy!"

She shouted angrily, and there was an irrepressible panic in her eyes, looking at the thin figure in front of the car window stretched by the headlights, at the wrinkled face under his open palms, and at the stubborn eyes that stared at her against the light. She bit her lower lip and was silent for a while, but finally compromised, leaned over and opened the passenger door, then turned off the engine, and felt the slight tilt of the car and the dull closing of the door in the silence and darkness.

She curled up again, her eyes down, and her fingers gnawing uneasily. The small body falls in the dark shadow, like a child after a fairy tale has been shattered, waiting for the real cruelty to come, sitting alone on the tower after the elf disappears forever.

Jiang Zhican lay on the car platform, not looking at her, but looking at the scenery in front of the window, looking at the blue floor lamp nearby, looking at the dark bamboo forest in the distance, and looking at the maple tree with gently swaying branches between the two, thinking about the kiss just now, thinking about the clarity that occupied all the sight, thinking about the faint sweetness of tobacco that tasted from her lips in the middle of the night many days and nights ago.

Everything seems to have returned to the original point, back to that heart-pounding moment, the beautiful smoke ring spit out of Xiu's mouth, the light red shimmer that reflects the crystal nails, the crystal-like eyes under the light eyebrows, revealing a little melancholy.

It was so nice, he said to himself, nostalgic for the night in the sparsely lit alley, for the white soot that fell like a light snow, for the pretty girl who smiled and asked him if you liked it.

There was a slight sob, he sighed softly, got out of the car, went around the front of the car and opened the door of the back seat first, then opened the driver's door, gently picked up the girl with tears and put it in the back seat, and then took a thin blanket from the trunk and carefully covered the girl. After doing all this, he wiped the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes with his fingers with a serene expression, stared for a moment, got up and closed the door, sat in the driver's seat, and then started the car and drove it down the street near the girls' generation dormitory. He stopped the car, turned off the engine, looked at the cold street ahead, paused for a moment, and got out of the car to leave.

The shops along the street are mostly closed, there are no pedestrians on the road, only the occasional car whizzing by. The bright yellow street lamps lined up neatly, extending into the invisible darkness. The light sprinkled down, illuminating the road brightly, but with a sense of blur, as if the filter had been filtered many times, and finally the light that came through overlapped the entity and the reflection, all upside down.

He walked down the street with his pockets in his pocket, looking down at his own reflection. It twists when you step over a protruding stone slab, folds when you pass through a street tree, and turns into countless pieces that lurk in every corner as you pass the brightly lit LD billboard. He stopped, stood under the billboard, and looked across the street at the convenience store. The convenience store is still open, and the bright fluorescent lights illuminate the interior. Someone is sitting on a table behind a glass window, sleepily eating ramen.

It's a girl. He looked at her for a long time, and gradually, the girl changed into a different appearance, stopped eating ramen, took out a band-aid from his pocket, and put it on the boy who appeared next to him eating ramen at some point. The band-aid was attached to the side of the eyebrows, but the eyes under the eyebrows were cold, with a hint of resistance and alienation, and they distanced themselves from the girl.

He took a step forward, felt a trace of dazing, closed his eyes and shook his head, and when he opened them again, the window was empty. He couldn't help but have a trace of loneliness in his eyes, then lowered his head, there was an extra card in his hand, his fingers rubbed lightly on the number that made him feel stinging for a while, he crossed the road, bought a pack of cigarettes and a can of beer, came to a bench and sat down, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, smoked slowly for a while, he took out his mobile phone, thought about it, and called Xu Xian.

"Well, hello?"

Xu Xian's voice asked in a daze with sleepiness in his sleep.

"It's me, Nuna."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Xu Xian asked in surprise, as if he had cheered up some spirits.

"You're sleeping in your dorm?"

"Well, I'll go back to the dormitory after dinner with my mother, and I'll have to get up early tomorrow." Xu Xian said softly.

Kang Ji-chan replied in a low voice, leaning back on the bench and looking at the sky, still as Kim Taeyeon liked, black, pure night sky. He extinguished the cigarette, and after a while, said in a calm voice, "Nuna, I have to ask you to do me a favor." ”

"Don't tell me it'・・・・・・ now," Seo Hyun said half-jokingly, his heart beginning to tighten.

"It's now, I'm sorry Nuna. I thought, can you go downstairs and pick up Sister Taeyeon, she may still be sleeping in the car. ”

Xu Xian was silent, did not question or reprimand, only sighed softly, but did not hang up the phone, as if waiting for something.

"She came to reject me・・・・・・ told me that she didn't like me, not at all, and never had ever liked me, and never would like it in the future. She clearly rejected me, simply and neatly, gave me a knife, and between me, cut a big and big opening, to make me die, to despair, to make me understand that it is impossible for me and her・・・・・・

However, she seemed to be easily moved, and the insignificant things I had done in the past days seemed to her so precious and profound; She is also too kind, so kind that she is not willing to hurt anyone who likes her, and she can't accept love that can't give good results・・・・・・

Well, Nuna, she probably lacks decision, so there will be a wave, and she will agree to my proposal, but she can't be blamed for this, after all, people are not machines, and where can they make judgments simply and clearly・・・・・・ Nuna, do you know, I like Sister Taeyeon, the first woman I like when I become an adult is Sister Taeyeon, and I am the only woman I like so far・・・・・・ but Nuna, don't worry, I'm not a fool, and I'm not a tendon paranoia, although there is no way to let go of this like, But I will slowly accept the result of failure, and I will always be ready to fail・・・・・・ so Nuna, don't worry about me, I'm fine, it's really going to be okay ・・・・・・ you, reconcile with Sister Taeyeon・・・・・・ million, to reconcile・・・・・・・ because there are never very many people she loves and loves her! ”

There was a cry on the phone, and Seo Hyun hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhican slowly lowered his hand and sat still for a long time. The overturned beer can fell to the floor, gurgling out of the liquid and wetting the floor. The lighted cigarette was placed on the side, only to be lit and dimmed by the wind. The ashes fell and were blown away, rising and falling in the dim sky, disappearing into the distant night sky.

He slowly lowered his body, covered his pale face, and silently felt his heart being pierced little by little in the silent middle of the night, and all his strength was broken by being withdrawn, and finally shook his head, pulled the corners of his mouth and raised his head to show a smile, put his hand in his pocket, and walked away slowly.