I felt as if I had a dream, a nightmare.

Han Mo was tossed and turned over in the dream, just like a fish placed on top of a frying pan, and the pain that seeped into the flesh became more and more intense as he kept flipping it.

Eventually, I finally died in that pot of boiling oil and water, and it all ended.

I thought I was dead, but in fact, I was alive and well, just lying in bed and dying.

As soon as I opened my eyes when the sunlight was shining through the window, I couldn't help but close them again.

I can't even remember when Han Mo let me go, I only know that in the end I almost despaired, just closed my eyes like that, pretending that I couldn't feel anything.

Han Mo didn't leave, he was sitting on the sofa in the reception area under the bed smoking a cigarette, I glanced at it, pulled up the sheet and wrapped it around his body, and limped step by step to take a shower.

It's not the first time he's like having a grudge against my clothes, and he's always like to tear my clothes.

When I came out, I looked at the terribly torn clothes on the ground and didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, there was a sound from Han Mo's side, and I looked up just in time to see him walking towards me.

I didn't move, just looked at him, watched him come step by step, his eyes were hot and hot, and the hand holding the bath towel kept tightening.

His face was cold, just like yesterday, as if his expression had been fixed, and his face without half a smile was like the Himalayan mountains thousands of meters high, although it was beautiful, but people did not dare to approach.

He stopped nearly half a meter away from me and stood looking straight at me: "Fu Yao, you are so cheap!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and before I could react, he just turned around and left.

The door was slammed shut by him, as if he were going to tear down the house.

Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, like a dam that had suddenly broken its banks, and I couldn't stop it.

My vision was blurred, and I stood there, my ears constantly echoing the sound of Han Mo closing the door, as well as the words he said before leaving: Fu Yao, you are so cheap!

Cheap.

I've always been like that in his eyes, and I'm no different.

I couldn't help but laugh, tears flowed from the corners of my mouth into my mouth, some salty, some light, and more astringent.

It's not bitter.

But my heart felt as if it was being pulled out of it by a hand, and I couldn't help it.

I never knew that Han Mo's words were so lethal.

I stood there, trembling uncontrollably, crying with my mouth open, but without a sound.

The air-conditioned floor was cold and cold, and I sat on it, feeling cold all over.

The whole room was empty, but the sound of my own breathing kept echoing in my ears, like the howl of the wind in the middle of the night.

I finally couldn't hold back my crying, and the hand that was holding the bath towel tightly had no strength for a moment, and it was loose on my side like a yellow leaf that had been knocked down.

The dense pain in my heart was extremely uncomfortable, I didn't know what to do, but it was really uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that I wanted to reach in and pull out that heart.

The overwhelming pain overwhelmed me, and my whole body trembled, and I raised my hand to hold myself tightly, and opened my mouth to bite on my knee.

But it still hurts, and the bloody smell of the teeth can't disturb the constant depression and pain in the heart.

Why does it hurt so much, I don't understand at all, why does it hurt so much?

It's really uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable that it's like the breath is being pressed by someone, and every time I exhale, somewhere in my heart is a little heavier, I have never tried such a dull pain.

I felt as if I was going to die, but I couldn't die, the dull pain kept pressing down, and I finally held back, reaching out and beating my chest continuously.

At once, it was like the force of hitting the floor tiles during construction, but there was still no way to ease it down.

I can't stop the pain.

I was still sitting there in a daze when my phone rang, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't until the phone rang for a long time that I got up to touch the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Yaoyao, where are you?"

It was Zhao Miao's voice, I wanted to hold back, but I couldn't help it, and I cried out with a "wow" cry when I held the mobile phone: "Zhao Miao, I'm so uncomfortable!" ”

It's so uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable.

I don't know what else Zhao Miao said, as soon as I think of the way Han Mo looked at me when he was leaving and what he said, I felt as if I had been thrown into an ice cave.

I never knew why some people could die for a man, but now I know that it comes from an instinctive emotion.

As long as you fall in love, you have no way to avoid and escape the distress and discomfort.

I didn't stop myself from falling in love with Han Mo, so now I can only collapse on the ground and endure the pain like ripping flesh.

I really regret it, why did I pick up the wine bottle and smash it on Han Mo's head in the first place?

But there is no regret medicine in this world, and my regret now is like the confession of all people who stay up late after they have cancer, it is useless.

When the doorbell rang, I was stunned for a moment, and I got up to open the door, but I found that I had been drained of all my strength.

"Fu Yao."

When I saw Zhao Miao at the door, I finally couldn't help it, raised my hand to hold her and pressed myself straight against her: "Zhao Miao——"

I opened my mouth and tried to say something, but I found that my throat seemed to be imprisoned by something, and I opened my mouth but couldn't say anything.

"Just cry, just cry."

Zhao Miao didn't speak, she asked me to cry, and she said it would be good to cry.

So I cried, like a child who had been robbed of sugar.

But I cried for a long, long time, and it still didn't get better.

It was only when my emotions stabilized little by little that I realized what a stupid thing I had done.

Zhao Miao looked at me and didn't say anything, just raised her hand to wipe the tears on my eyes: "Go wash your face, let's go home." ”

I nodded, trying to laugh and tell her not to worry about me, but I couldn't, really, I used to be so smiling person, but now I can't even squeeze out a smile.

I didn't smile in the end, and took the clothes that Zhao Miao brought me and went into the bathroom.

I've never seen myself so embarrassed, and Fu Yao in the mirror looks like someone has thrown her into the garbage.

The hair is messy, the eyes are puffy, and the tear-stained face is very messy.

I looked at myself in the mirror in a daze, a little incredulous and a little embarrassed.

I, Fu Yao, have always been glamorous, why did I suddenly fall so much.

It took me nearly half an hour to rearrange myself, digging out the foundation I usually used to touch up my makeup from my bag, covering my eyes, and smearing my pale lips with a solid red lipstick.

I used black eyebrow powder to wipe on my eyes, I had never worn such a heavy makeup, but now, only such a thick makeup can cover my current embarrassment.

Zhao Miao was obviously stunned when she saw me, I smiled, raised my hand to press my eyelids, and pressed the hot heat that surged back with the coldness of my fingers.

She opened her mouth, and finally looked at me and spit out only one sentence: "Let's go home." ”

I nodded and followed her out step by step.

When Zhao Miao closed the door, I looked at everything in the messy room, the expensive table lamp I swept on the floor when I was struggling last night, the crystal of the lampshade had been shattered, and the side of the sofa was also a piece of broken glass.

The door was closed, and I couldn't see anything, but I still remember the despair and torment of last night.

Along the way, Zhao Miao didn't say a word.

I turned my head to look out the window, the July sun was so fierce that I raised my hand to wipe the corners of my eyes and wipe away the tears that had oozing from my eyes.

Don't cry anymore, really don't cry anymore.

Such cheap tears, I feel ironic when I look at them myself.

"Yaoyao."

Zhao Miao suddenly spoke, I was stunned for a moment, looked back at her, she raised her hand and pointed outside, I realized that the car had stopped, and it was downstairs at our house.

I hurriedly pushed the car door and got out of the car, Zhao Miao was carrying my bag behind me, I watched her reach over and hold the hand at her side, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, half a sound, I tightened the hand held by Zhao Miao, and followed her back step by step.

"Hungry? There's lean porridge in the pot, do you want to serve you a bowl? ”

I shook my head and looked at her, "No, I'm going to sleep for a while." ”

After the hoarseness is exhausted, even the voice is hoarse and indistinct.

Zhao Miao nodded and didn't say anything.

"Yaoyao."

Before I closed the door, Zhao Miao suddenly stopped me.

I looked back at her, only to find that Zhao Miao's eyes were a little red.

She stood less than half a meter behind me, stretched out her hands, and looked at me with a choked voice: "I love you." ”

I was stunned for a moment, raised my hand and hugged her tightly, and replied word by word in her ear: "I love you too." ”

I think I have lived to be nearly twenty-two years old now, and the luckiest thing is probably to meet such a person as Zhao Miao.

She never asks me why, never accuses me of being right or wrong, she just gives me a hug when I'm upset and tells me she loves me.

Men will never understand the feelings of girls, just as we will never understand that their care is expressed with a knife.

But that's okay, I know.

"Go and rest."

She let go of me and patted me on the shoulder, her red eyes slightly bent.

Zhao Miao's eyes have always been good-looking, and when she smiles, she seems to be as bright as a star in the sky.

Now there were tears in her eyes, and the light shone in her eyes, like the surface of a lake under the moonlight at night.

I laughed a little, "Okay." ”

Turned around and closed the door, blocking the fragility between the two of us.

But I still couldn't help it, I slid down little by little against the door, I didn't dare to let Zhao Miao know, I could only cover my mouth tightly, tears kept falling, hitting the back of my hand, hot, but I didn't dare to take it back.