Simeng's brain was muddy and she took a bath, changed into pajamas, Ahri on her pajamas still had red eyes and drooled stupidly, Simeng remembered that last weekend afternoon, Haiyan took her to walk on the street to relax, and there was a tall Ahri standing in front of a newly opened cold drink shop, and that Ahri was a head taller than her.

Simeng thought it was a puppet and walked over and touched its big belly, and when she looked up, she found that Ahri was actually looking down at her, and she realized that this was the person wearing Ahri's costume, and couldn't help but stare at Ahri's eyes in surprise.

Ahri's big eyes were dark and swarthy, and after a while, he slowly raised his hand and put it on the top of Simeng's head, and at that moment Simeng seemed to have been touched by electricity, standing motionless.

Haiyan took advantage of this gap to take a photo of Simeng and Ahri, and washed it out and gave it to Simeng, saying that since Simon likes Ahri, let Ahri accompany her.

Thinking of this, Simeng took out the photo that was placed under the pillow, and she stood beside the tall Ahri, her face flushed under his palm.

But at that time, a clerk came out of the store and handed a stack of promotional paper to Ahri, asking him to send it quickly, Ahri took it and handed it to Simeng and Haiyan each, and then began to be busy distributing it to other passers-by.

Simeng stood for a long time and looked at him, and finally was pulled away by Haiyan, and when Simeng looked back after walking a long way, he saw that Ahri was also standing there looking at her.

For the next two days, Simeng went to the store again after school, but there was no Ahri, and the clerks said that it was just a part-time worker, and it was only used on the day the store opened, and there was no contact information left, and she was still wearing glasses and a hat that day, and she didn't know what it looked like, and Simeng felt very lost, and even she didn't know why.

Thinking about it, Simeng pinched the photo and cried, she opened the mobile phone that Zhan Haoyang gave her that had been useless recently, and there was only a photo of her and Zhan Haoyang wearing a white fox mask and a side photo of her secretly taking him.

She really didn't have a photo of Zhan Haoyang's face, he didn't like to take pictures, so he didn't force him anymore, but at this moment, Simeng regretted it very much, even if he took a photo of him secretly.

But just this photo of the side face is still enough for her to collapse! The memories of being a tablemate poured into her like a tide!

Miss him so much.

Want to see him...... Want to see him......

This thought has been lingering in Simeng's mind, as if the youkai that has been suppressed for so many days suddenly escaped, uncontrolled, and more and more intense.

Simeng flipped the phone book to the location of Zhan Haoyang's number, and his fingers trembled on the screen.

Even if you listen to the sound!

"It's just that my family Haoyang didn't tell me when he came out to play, if you see him, please let him go home quickly! Our formalities for studying abroad have been completed! ”

Zheng Jiajia's voice suddenly sounded, and Simeng hugged her mobile phone and sobbed - they can't go back, what about calling? It's too late......

Maybe it was too sad when she fell asleep, or maybe the longing was too strong, Simeng really dreamed of Zhan Haoyang she missed.

But he kept his back to Simeng, and he said: We have broken up, don't pester me anymore!

The cold tone made Simeng chill, he began to walk forward, Simeng cried and wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't catch up, the distance was getting farther and farther, at this time Zhang Bochao and Xu Weihan suddenly blocked her, and the expressions of the two were hideous.

Xu Weihan said: "Yu Simeng, you disappointed me too much, you don't love Haoyang, don't pester Haoyang anymore." ”

"No, I didn't pester him, I really loved him." Simeng explained.

"I've wanted to beat you up for a long time, hurt my Haoyang, you hurt my Haoyang!" Zhang Bochao fiercely raised his fist and smashed it at Simeng.

Simeng was awakened by Zhang Bochao's fist, touched the damp sweat on his forehead, turned on the desk lamp, and the hour hand of the alarm clock just pointed to "2".

She got out of bed to find water to drink, the living room was gray, Simeng did not turn on the light, but groped for a glass of boiled water on the coffee table with the light in the bedroom, sat on the sofa and drank it, a faint smell of smoke wafted into her sensitive nose.

Simeng slowly twisted the lock of the iron door a little bit, but the sound of opening the door still lit up the voice-activated lights in the corridor.

So she was surprised to see Zhang Bochao and Xu Weihan standing two or three meters away from the door of the house, they were smoking against the wall, and the sudden bright light made them close their eyes, and it took two seconds to open them.

"Damn, I was discovered!" Zhang Bochao spoke first, and threw the cigarette he was smoking to the ground and stepped on it, "Let's take Haoyang out of here!" ”

When Zhang Bochao was about to come over, the light suddenly went out, and only a little red light came out of the cigarette in Xu Weihan's hand in the dark, and there was also a red dot on the ground in front of the door.

"Why are you stopping me, hurry up and take Haoyang away from this woman, she is a scourge!" Zhang Bochao's voice made the lights in the aisle turn on again, Simeng slowly moved his eyes to the door, Zhan Haoyang sat against the wall in the corner next to the door, looking up at her.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was haggard like that of a terminal leukemia patient, and his white shirt had two buttons off and was wrinkled.

Simeng couldn't believe that Zhan Haoyang would be reduced to this, he would always be clean and tidy, and he would sit on the ground like a wanderer in disheveled clothes, and he slowly stood up along the wall, full of the smell of wine.

After staring at Zhan Haoyang's red eyes for two seconds, Simeng felt that his throat seemed to be blocked, and his eyes were so moist that they were about to drip water, why did Zhan Haoyang become like this? Why would he sit at his doorstep at two o'clock in the morning?

Simeng endured the heartache and turned his body, and as soon as he took a step, he was hugged by Zhan Haoyang from behind.

"Yu Simeng......" Zhan Haoyang murmured in a low voice, Simeng's outstretched hand froze in the air, pressed the light of the entrance, and the outside of the door immediately fell into darkness again.

Simeng quietly let Zhan Haoyang hold her, tears secretly fell, she was afraid that she would wake up Zhan Haoyang as soon as she spoke, and then he would leave her ruthlessly, she hoped that she could freeze here like this, and really experience his embrace.

There was silence all around, only the clock on the wall was ticking, and the smell of alcohol and smoke was permeating, but Simeng didn't feel bad at all, and behind him was the body temperature that was gradually warming.

"Why? You obviously don't want to forgive me, but you still come to me again and again? Simeng asked softly.

"I forgive you." Zhan Haoyang said above Simeng's head, Simeng was about to turn around in surprise, but he heard Zhan Haoyang say, "But I can't be with you." ”

Simeng's body trembled slightly, her nose was sour and she was about to cry again, she sucked hard, pulled out Haoyang's arm, faced him, and reluctantly laughed: "Yes, I heard that you are going to study abroad with her, this is to say goodbye to me, right?" ”

Zhan Haoyang looked at Simeng faintly and did not answer.

"Very good! This is the path you should take, and this is how your life should be without me, right? Good thing I didn't bother you too much! Simeng's tears still couldn't help but flow out, saying these words against his heart, his heart hurt too much, "I'm very happy...... I'm glad to have met you, and you'll be better off after leaving me...... Such...... Pretty good...... I...... Whining...... I ......"

Simeng covered his face and couldn't continue, and his heart ached.

"Simeng......" Zhan Haoyang shouted softly, he tilted his head and gently put his hand on the top of Simeng's head, and the long-lost action made Simeng's tears flow even more violently.

"I'm sorry." Zhan Haoyang's eyes were blood-red sadness, he withdrew his hand and staggered to leave.

"Zhan Haoyang!" Simeng grabbed Zhan Haoyang's arm violently.

Zhan Haoyang leaned against the door without standing firmly, making a loud clang, his eyes widened and he looked at the crazy Simeng, his face full of consternation.

"You really don't love me anymore? Tell me! Is it true? Simeng grabbed Zhan Haoyang's arm hard, almost pinched his fingers in, and pressed Zhan Haoyang's right arm fiercely with his left hand.

“……”

"Please, say you don't love me, let me die!"

Simeng looked at Zhan Haoyang's pale face with teary eyes, remembering the boy with a white fox mask on Chinese New Year's Eve, hugging her from behind during the countdown, taking off the mask and frowning and calling her an idiot, and then bowing his head and kissing her in the final countdown, and the sound of fireworks sounded around him.

And now they are also counting down, waiting for Zhan Haoyang to say that it is over.

Zhan Haoyang was silent for a long time with his back to her, and then tried to take Simeng's hand, I don't know if he was drunk and had no strength, or Simeng's fingers had grown into his flesh and didn't take it off.

Simeng lowered his head against his shoulder blades, tears drenching his clothes like water.

“…… Such...... You...... Will it be happy? Simeng asked slowly.

“…… Grace ......"

Well, it's just a word that hummed out of his nose so lightly, but it was like a knife that cut off Simeng's lifeline.

Simeng's body trembled slightly, her hands hung down as if they were out of bones, and she slowly raised her head to break away from Zhan Haoyang's body.

"You...... Wait a minute. Simeng said weakly, and then entered the room, and after a while, she took two band-aids out, she picked up Haoyang's collar, tore the bandage, and stuck them side by side on the wound on his chest that was about to seep out.

"Don't fight anymore...... Simeng said with difficulty, and then raised his eyes to look at Zhan Haoyang, his eyes were still so beautiful with fluorescent glow.

Simeng grabbed the shirt on his chest, endured what was about to run out of his eyes, raised his foot and kissed his lips, the salty taste, the cold temperature.

"So...... Good bye! Simeng turned around and closed the door, squatting on the ground and covering his mouth, tears pouring out like a burst.

If Simeng still had some fantasies in her heart before, thinking that it was another couple conflict, Zhan Haoyang would soon forgive her and return to her, then after this night, her heart was really desperate, she knew that their separation was no longer because of a misunderstanding, but a fate that even she didn't quite understand.

Zhan Haoyang is about to leave, and his shadow will never appear in the position next to him, and he can only resign himself to waiting for the college entrance examination to decide his fate.