After this, although Mo Qingyu and I were still at the same table, we never said a word again, and the corner of her eye never glanced at me again, I messed up, everything.

I deserve it!

Before the self-study that morning, I went to the toilet as usual. When I passed by the door of the next class, I saw a few boys chatting on the balcony, and one of them said, "How did you come up with the idea of choosing liberal arts in the first place?" Who doesn't know that only stupid girls who can't get along with life and death will choose liberal arts. ”

Another person chimed in: "What can you do in the future when you study liberal arts, I will ask you what you can do?" Do you want to be a writer, or do you want to engage in political movement? Is it possible for you to look at your three or two catties of dried sweet potatoes? ”

"There are a lot of girls in the liberal arts class." The boy who was ridiculed by them laughed at himself and laughed with them.

"If you want to say that, it's a rainy day option!"

A burst of laughter ensued.

But my focus was immediately shifted, and through the gap between a few people, I saw that at the end of the corridor, Mo Qingyu and Zheng Yue, who was last time, were standing face to face, and there seemed to be a quarrel. Zheng Yue looked sarcastic, Mo Qingyu turned around angrily and left, and several girls next to her smiled with a smile.

Is it still for the sake of the last time? Didn't I already clarify?

Mo Qingyu didn't see me here, walked over quickly, and when he saw me, he had already arrived.

"What's wrong?" I asked with concern.

Mo Qingyu glanced at me bitterly, hid his face and walked away.

I knew I was doing something wrong. How can I get it back? Or do I want to redeem it? What do I want to do with my relationship with Mo Qingyu?

I couldn't think of the result, my mind was messed up.

At the end of the evening self-study, I returned to the dormitory alone. Li Yuncheng and Lao Wu called me, but I didn't respond. They looked at each other, knowing that I was in a bad mood today, and they didn't come to talk to me.

After twelve o'clock, the lights went out in the dormitory, and they quickly fell asleep in Cloud City. I was the only one, listening to their deep breathing, but I couldn't sleep.

I've been thinking about Shen Yun and Mo Qingyu, and I've been reflecting on what I've done, and the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep. I simply sat up, turned on the lamp and lowered the angle, and pulled out a first draft from under the belly of the table.

Outside the window, the insects chirped and fell, and some residual light leaked out of the window. I sat alone at my desk, and there was a round mirror on my desk, which Cloud City used to dress up every morning.

Since I can't sleep, since my heart is disturbed, then I will make myself sleepy by diverting my attention. So, I took out the first draft of a novel I was working on and started writing. This is a novel that I have been thinking about for a long time, but I have not dared to write for a long time.

I wrote a paragraph quietly, and when I had finished writing a certain paragraph, I followed up with the words "from now on" and I could no longer write it. Suddenly, I felt that my mind was entangled and complicated, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and had to put down my pen.

The last sentence of Qingyu has never forgotten me. Am I really suspicious?

Forget it, don't think about it. I opened the first part of the first draft of the novel. Since I can't write it now, then read the finished part silently, check and fill in the gaps, and delete the redundancy.

I read and turned page after page, engrossed, scrutinizing left and right, reflecting on where my novel was not perfect and where I still needed to think about it. Before I knew it, time had passed, and I glanced at my watch, and it was already past one o'clock.

Suddenly, I felt a snort on the back of my neck. I was shocked, and the weird feeling came again! We turned back.

Where is the stuff?

How can I be suspicious again!

I sighed, shook my head, and looked over the mirror on the table, and something amazing happened! My scalp was numb and I felt like my whole body was shaking.

Oh, my God! What just happened!

My eyes flashed, and it was as if I saw a face in the mirror, a still face.

That's not my face!

I quickly turned back, but I still didn't see anything. Immediately went to look in the mirror again, but this time there was nothing to see.

I picked up the mirror in a panic and hit the table with a loud bang, and I looked left and right, but nothing was reflected.

I looked around, my heart was beating out of my throat, my breath was short, my forehead was sweating, and I sat down under my desk.

Is it a hallucination? I asked myself.

Li Yuncheng was awakened by me, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up and saw my appearance, and was also startled: "What's wrong?" ”

"Yuncheng, I saw her, I saw her just now!" I can't imagine the look on my face when I say this.

"I don't know what nonsense you're talking about! Who do you see? He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at the wall, "See the beautiful snake?"

"Please don't do this, I just want to close my eyes and sleep peacefully, you want to murder!" Lao Wu was so angry that he pounded the bed. "This time you have to move everything, if you don't go crazy, I'm going crazy."

"I'm crazy!" As soon as Xiao Yang lifted the quilt, he was about to lay down.

"Oh, don't go!" Cloud City was confused by their actions.

"Squeeze in at Kokong's place tonight!" The two rolled up their bunks and walked out of the door without looking back. Yun Cheng glanced back at me, helplessly touched his forehead and shook his head, with a look of lovelessness.

At noon, the cafeteria.

Mao Qian and Yun Cheng sat opposite me, and they didn't have much appetite to eat, and looked at me from time to time.

I picked up the rice in the bowl without a master, and Mao Qian inserted the rice in her bowl a few times with chopsticks, looking at me worriedly.

"It's all your fault, it's okay to have a big mouth or something." Suddenly, he made a challenge to Yun Cheng, who was concentrating on cooking beside him.

"What's my business again?" Cloud City shouted.

Mao Qianbai glanced at him, turned her head and asked me, "Are you really willing to wait for an imaginary girl than have a relationship with Mo Qingyu?" ”

"Is now the time to think about those things?" I'm fidgety.

"So what the hell are you thinking?" Mao Qian couldn't bear it anymore.

Yuncheng said: "That's right." The real-life version of a woman chasing a man, I have lived in vain for seven out of ten, and it is the first time I have seen this kind of social spectacle. Mo Qingyu's actions made me believe again that fairy tales are not all lies. You're not even sure about that, buddy, you're really having a problem with your brain! The last sentence was addressed to me, full of incomprehension.

"yes, there's something wrong with my brain!" I laughed at myself.

Yun Cheng sighed and leaned back: "I would rather believe that when Mo Qingyu confessed to you, was someone stabbing you behind your back and causing you to have a short circuit in your head, and you had big nerves and said something that you didn't know what to say." ”

"Can you please stop saying these words, he is already in a bad mood." Mao Qian rarely spoke to Yuncheng in a serious tone.

"Sometimes between buddies, they just have to say something sarcastic, and they taunt you for your good." Cloud City was uncharacteristically mocking me today. After he said this, he slowly came to my eyes and continued: "Those of us who are single all the year round have a popular saying of ridicule and self-deprecation: hesitation will lead to defeat, and decisiveness will be given in vain. But you have already jumped out of the Three Realms, and you are no longer in the Five Elements. ”

"What do you want to say?" I stared into his eyes.

"You've unconsciously entered the relationship in the best way, and that's waiting for her to intervene herself."

Mao Qian and I glanced at each other.

"Now that people have inserted themselves, you pull it out, stop playing!"

I put my chopsticks down and said, "I'll go to the doctor." ”

"What kind of doctor did you see if you weren't sick or sick?"

"Wash your ears!"

Of course I didn't really wash my ears, but I did have to go to the doctor, maybe there really was something wrong with my head.

A hospital, in the psychiatric department.

"I basically understand what you said."

After listening to my description, the doctor explained to me, "This should not be a mental or psychiatric illness, but a sleep problem." It may be caused by anxiety or depression, so you should be regular in your daily life, relax and don't put too much pressure on yourself. Many people like to interpret dreams, and many of the so-called dream interpretations predict good and bad luck, all of which are superstitious activities. However, from a medical point of view, if environmental and psychological factors are excluded, the same dream is repeated for a long time, and it is necessary to be vigilant, because dreams can also reflect physical health problems. ”

I asked uneasily, "Doctor, ...... Are you a symptom of paranoia? ”

The doctor said, "I had a patient who had symptoms very similar to yours, and he often dreamed of the same person. And then psychologically, because of this incident, the mental aspect has been greatly affected, which is not unusual. ”

"Anyone else has the same symptoms as me?"