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Wang Yue pressed the power button, and the boot screen was displayed.

An unread MMS message.

Wang Yue opened the MMS message.

"Bang!"

Wang Yue's phone fell to the ground.

While playing CF, Zhang said to Wang Yue: "Hehe, when you become the seventh master, you can't even hold your mobile phone with excitement?" ”

Wang Yue's face was flat, he bent down to pick up his mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and said lightly: "You guys play first, I'll go out for a while." ”

Zhang said quickly: "Come back quickly, let's go blasting together." ”

"Oh."

Wang Yue grinned, put his hands in his pockets, and went downstairs slowly.

Sister Yan looked at Wang Yue's back a little blankly, and the moment Wang Yue walked past her just now, she felt an inexplicable sadness.

On the balcony, Leng Meixun, who was lying on the bamboo chair, slowly opened her charming eyes, and the corners of her red lips grinned with a trace of pride: "Pretend to be a strong little man, but ...... It's really interesting. ”

Wang Yue's departure did not have any impact on the third floor, and the atmosphere on the third floor was still hot.

It's summer, and there is a lot of rain.

The sky, which had been quite clear just a moment ago, was now a little dark, and it was raining sporadically.

Some pedestrians on the street have already raised their umbrellas, and their pace is slightly hurried.

Wang Yue's expression was calm, his dark eyes were simple and waveless, and he let the sporadic light rain hit his body, and walked to a small shop across the road.

Wang Yue took out a piece of 20 yuan, looked at the proprietress of the small shop, and said in a flat tone: "Come and pack cigarettes and a lighter." ”

"What cigarettes do you want?"

"Whatever."

The proprietress of the small shop gave Wang Yue a pack of cigarettes for ten yuan.

When the proprietress was about to find money for Wang Yue, she found that Wang Yue had already turned around and left.

The proprietress shouted at Wang Yue's back: "I haven't looked for your money yet!" ”

The proprietress saw that Wang Yue did not look back, but kept walking forward, and after muttering a strange man, she did not continue to shout.

I don't know how long I walked, Wang Yue walked into a small alley with a dirt road.

Wang Yue squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes he had just bought from his pocket.

Wang Yue was a little unskilled in disassembling the newly bought cigarette and taking out a cigarette from it.

At this time, a fast electric car swept in front of Wang Yue.

Because the road in the small alley is a dirt road and full of potholes, the rain splashed by the electric car splashed Wang Yue's body.

Wang Yue's face was covered with muddy water, his body was covered with muddy water, and the cigarette that had not yet had time to light was also full of muddy water.

Wang Yue's face was still flat, he put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

Wang Yue closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

This was Wang Yue's first time smoking.

In Wang Yue's mind, it was the MMS message he had just read in the Internet café.

In the photo, Jian Li is lying on a soft and comfortable bed, covered with a thin blanket, and it can be vaguely seen that Jian Li is wearing pajamas.

What attracts more attention is that on the cabinet next to the big bed, there is a pair of men's pants.

Wang Yue studied computer science, and PS is one of the courses.

Wang Yue can naturally see that this time the photo was taken in real time, without the slightest PS modification.

Wang Yue took a sharp puff of cigarette, and then a puff of smoke came out of his mouth.

Jian Li was laughing.

Jian Li was actually laughing.

Wang Yue took another puff of cigarette, in fact, when Wang Yue took the second puff, this cigarette had already been smoked.

The end of the smoke had burned to his fingers, but Wang Yue didn't know it.

Wang Yue took out another cigarette, lit it, and smoked it one by one.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and in the narrow alley, a young man in black casual clothes squatted in the corner, smoking cigarettes one by one.

The rain flowed down the young man's hair and drip on the ground.

The young man seemed to not know that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but he kept smoking one cigarette after another.

The calmer a person is, the more his heart hurts.

I don't know how to get rid of this pain, so I can only smoke cigarettes one by one, hoping to numb myself.

Wang Yue took out his mobile phone in his wet pocket, found Jian Li's mobile phone number, and dialed it with trembling fingers.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off!"

Wang Yue hung up the phone with a calm face, took out the last cigarette, and lit it.

When Jian Li left for the first time, Wang Yue cried and shed tears.

This time, when Wang Yue saw the photos and the content of the text message, Wang Yue's face did not have the slightest expression, but was exceptionally calm.

The silent pain is the most painful.

Wang Yue never smoked, and even hated the smell of smoke, but this time, Wang Yue smoked and smoked a pack in a short time.

A man's smoke, a pain in his heart.

When a man smokes, maybe he's obsessed with the feeling of smoking, or maybe it's a kind of self-paralysis.

Wang Yue squatted in the corner, smoking a cigarette that had burned his hands lonely.

At the same moment, a pair of high school students walked past Wang Yue's side.

The boy holds an umbrella, the girl leans against the boy, and the boy also favors most of the umbrella towards the girl.

The umbrella was too small to protect the two of them, but their faces were full of smiles.

The lonely Wang Yue, the laughing couple, a very sharp contrast.

When Wang Yue saw the couple who were drenched in rain but still laughing, he seemed to think of when he and Jian Li were in junior high school.

At that time, they were not like this, they only had an umbrella, and they were drenched, but their faces were still full of smiles.

The reason is simple, he is there, and she is too.

In Wang Yue's mind, there was a picture of him and Jian Li walking with an umbrella.

When the picture ended, a sentence suddenly popped up in Wang Yue's heart: "My Ali, won't lie to me!" ”

Right!

Love requires mutual trust.

Eyes are the most deceiving.

Anything can be false without real evidence.

That photo has not been PS, that photo has not been modified in the slightest.

The photo showed Jian Li lying on a large bed with a pair of men's pants on the bed table.

However, at this moment, Wang Yue no longer thinks about this.

Wang Yue only had one sentence in his mind: "My Ali, you won't lie to me!" ”

When Jian Li returns, the truth will naturally surface.

However, whatever the result, Wang Yue will accept it objectively.

Loving someone doesn't have to be together.

As long as she's smiling, that's enough.

Wang Yue, who wanted to understand, was ready to stand up, but because he had been squatting for too long, his legs were numb, so he didn't stand up directly.

Although Wang Yue did not stand up, Wang Yue raised his head.

The moment Wang Yue raised his head, Wang Yue was stunned.

A beautiful girl stood beside him, her long black hair was wet, and the rain ran down the tips of her hair, and her delicate little face looked a little pale because of the rain, and her clothes were wet, and the corners of her sleeves were dripping.