No wonder, no wonder he suddenly asked me how Zhao Miao was feeling, and he blamed me for not taking Zhao Miao out to be kind.

I really thought that he cared about Zhao Miao's emotions with such a good heart, until I saw this popularity, I didn't know that this person can't be too naïve.

I was just so naïve to make myself so uncomfortable.

It's just that the most ironic thing is that I don't even have a chance to be uncomfortable.

What am I and Han Mo?

In fact, if you calculate carefully, what is the difference between us and those kidney friends who come and go?

Tears fell from my eyes, but I didn't dare say a word.

Zhao Miao asked me to follow her in such a hurry, and I knew what it was.

All of a sudden, she brought me back, just wanting me to avoid it.

But they were thinking too much, and I didn't have a position to say anything, and I didn't have any identity to do something.

I can't do anything but cry like a fool like I do now.

I can't even run to question Han Mo in righteous indignation, yes, no, because what qualifications do I have.

Okay?

Hahaha, I finally know what Han Mo's "okay" is all about.

I think he already knew what would happen to the next two, so I accepted the five million, so that I had no confidence and reason to ask for a why!

Zhao Miao moved, and I hurriedly reached out to wipe my tears, but I still couldn't hide it. Because I can't finish wiping it at all, it keeps falling down, as if I don't want money.

Zhao Miao looked at me and was stunned for a moment, then called me again: "Yaoyao."

I tugged at the corners of my mouth and tried to smile: "It's nothing, it's just, I saw a story, it's very, it's very touching."

Han Mo said that I can't lie, I really can't lie, and I don't know why, but every time I lie, I can't help but feel weak, and the flaws soon follow.

It's like right now, I'm laughing at this lie, trying to make it sound a little more real.

But the tears fell uncontrollably, and Zhao Miao's expression became more and more heavy when she looked at me.

"Fu Yao."

She called me again, then lowered her head and took out a tissue to me: "You don't have to do this."

yes, I don't have to.

Why did I do this, I guessed that this would happen when I gritted my teeth and walked forward like that.

In fact, I had vaguely guessed in my heart that Han Mo and I would not be so good as I thought, but I was unwilling, yes, unwilling, how could I be so willing.

I, Fu Yao, have always been not afraid of heaven and earth, but now that I am alone, I have nothing to fear.

But now I realize that I still overestimate myself, and I will still be afraid.

People will always think that they are invincible, but it is often the smallest things that are enough to make her heart afraid.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'll look ugly and die in tears; I'm afraid I've reached this point, and I still can't get myself back; I'm even more afraid of the embarrassment when I can't help but want to keep Han Mo's appearance.

Really, too much, I was afraid of too many things, and now I know that I am a coward.

"Fu Yao."

Zhao Miao sat down directly and stretched out her hand to hold me.

I didn't move, I didn't want to move, at this time, the only person who could make me a little embarrassed was Zhao Miao.

"Actually, I envy you very much, really, you are braver than me, more decisive than me, if I could have had your courage and decisiveness, Zhao Xu may not have ended up like this."

Zhao Miao said as tears fell down my neck.

I always thought that Zhao Miao never regretted it, at least she saved herself in front of Zhao Xu, unlike me, in front of Han Mo, she didn't even have herself.

But her words made it impossible for me to deny it, how could I deny it?

Perhaps, if Zhao Miao had bitten his bite and didn't let go, Zhao Xu wouldn't have had an accident.

But who knows, if Zhao Miao doesn't let go, how can Zhao Xu have such determination.

You see, this world is always like this, and there is never a best of both worlds.

But even so, I don't know if I should give up or not.

When Han Mo's phone called, I found that I was asleep, it was dark outside the train, tears stood on my face, neck, and my skin was a little uncomfortable when I moved.

Zhao Miao was not in the seat, probably going to the bathroom.

I listened to the newspapers, all of which I didn't know.

The mobile phone on the desktop showed that there was less than ten percent of the remaining power, and on the screen, Han Mo's familiar numbers were constantly jumping.

I looked at it for a few seconds, and finally I raised my hand and answered the phone.

"Where?"

His voice was a little low, probably smoking a cigarette.

I opened my mouth, only to realize that my voice was hoarse.

After a pause, he spoke: "Outside."

"Outside?"

"Well, with Zhao Miao."

"You're in—"

Han Mo's words were suddenly interrupted, and I looked up only to realize that the train had entered the tunnel.

The signal is gone.

I looked at the phone in my hand in a daze, and couldn't help but laugh.

That way, I don't have to think about how to answer his question.

I don't want him to know where I am, at least not yet.

When Zhao Miao came back, her face was stained with water, and she should have washed her face.

"Are you hungry?"

I shook my head, and even though I hadn't eaten all day, I didn't feel hungry for some reason.

She glanced at my phone: "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, put my phone on the small table, and looked up at her, "When will it arrive?"

"It's more than an hour late, and it's almost two hours away."

I don't know if it's because it's the first time I've been on a train for so long, and I don't even think these thirteen hours are difficult.

It was already past eleven o'clock, and the train had passed through the tunnel, and I turned my head to look out the window, but it was only pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

The mobile phone on the small table rang again, and I was stunned for a moment, Zhao Miao was looking at me: "Han Mo's?"

There are no notes, but you can guess it.

I pursed my lips and nodded.

"Don't pick it up?"

I swallowed and shook my head, "No."

I didn't know what to say, he probably thought I didn't know anything, or knew I knew I knew and pretended I didn't know anything.

Either way, it always hurts.

When Han Mo's third call came in, the phone's battery was three percent left, and Zhao Miao asked me if I wanted a power bank.

I didn't bring it, but she did.

I refused, I'm in a mess right now, and since I've come out, let me not face that for the time being.

I don't know how long it took, but it was estimated to be ten minutes, and the phone finally ran out of power and turned off automatically. I raised my hand and threw my phone in my bag, and now there was nothing wrong with me anymore.

"Miao Miao, did you bring me out on purpose?"

It was probably late at night for a heart-to-heart conversation, and I endured it all day, and finally I couldn't help but speak.

She looked at me and didn't hide anything: "Well, but I also want you to accompany me back." As she spoke, she paused and raised a hand to cover half of her face: "Fu Yao, in fact, I'm not as strong as you think, but the only person I can find to accompany me is you."

I don't know what Zhao Miao and I did wrong, why fate wants to treat us like this, even if it is uncomfortable, it is also together.

It's really uncomfortable for two frustrated people to be together.

Sadness is especially easy to expand in the night, Zhao Miao has never shown weakness like this, the fragility she said in person made me feel very uncomfortable in my heart, and I couldn't hold back anymore: "Zhao Miao, I don't know, whether I'm right or not."

I didn't cry, but it was very uncomfortable, but strangely, I couldn't cry.

I raised my hand and pressed my eyelids, choked up and continued: "I'm still here, and I still don't want to let go, Zhao Miao, am I particularly cheap."

I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too.

The two of us just looked at each other, and I don't know how long it took before she spoke: "Love has never been expensive or cheap."

I was stunned for a moment, but I smiled half-loudly, bitterly and embarrassedly: "Really?"

Everyone says that there is no distinction between high and low love, but in fact, every love suffers because of the distinction between high and low.

She didn't reply to me, we didn't talk anymore, and after more than an hour of silence, the train arrived.

At one o'clock in the morning, I shivered from the cold as soon as I got off the train, it was snowing outside, and my hands were stiff as I pulled my suitcase with gloves.

The wind kept hitting me in the face, pumping like a slap.

It hurts, but it's good, at least my heart doesn't hurt so much.

After the two of us left the station, we saw a lot of people standing at the entrance of the train station soliciting customers, where to go.

Speaking Mandarin with a local accent, I can't hear it very clearly.

Then Zhao Miao stepped forward to talk to a lady, and the two of them said something I didn't understand, and finally I saw Zhao Miao nodding, and then she looked back at me who was almost frozen: "Yaoyao, get in the car."

It was a van, and Zhao Miao explained to me when he got into the car: "The shuttle bus to our town only runs three times a day, the latest is more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the earliest is nine o'clock in the morning, and we take a private car."

I didn't have any opinion, nodded and got into the car with Zhen Zhao Miao.

Zhao Miao never talked to me about her hometown, and when she did, she only used one word to describe it: poor.

Although I have had a very bad life since I was a child, I don't know that there are more and more miserable people who live in the same land as me.

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