Tomorrow?

Grave?

Memories stumble back and forth, and this date is really familiar.

The bottom of his eyes couldn't help but redden, and he looked at the person next to him, and his side face was clearly defined, just like back then, but he was a little less happy.

M City, the crowded streets, the endless flow of passing cars, everyone's face seems to have an anxiety, Wen Ruoli's head is gently on the window, there is a little coolness on the forehead, but it has not moved a bit.

This city has too many memories of her, good and bad, all belong here, come back again, although it has been two years, but for her who was reborn, it was just a time to sleep, everything is familiar, and everything seems to be strange.

Thinking of Ye Zhou, thinking of Du Xue, the bloodthirsty eyes when they looked at her, and the determination when they strangled her to death, Wen Ruoli only felt that her whole body was full of coldness, and the soles of her feet seemed to be soaked in ice water, and there were waves of cold air.

Seeing Wen Ruoli unconsciously hugging his arms, his brows were slightly furrowed, his face was pale, and his whole expression seemed to be very painful, Ou Jingbo's hand reached over, probed the other party's forehead, and put it down after a while.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? ”

One sentence pulled Wen Ruoli's thoughts back, sat up straight, Wen Ruoli shook his head lightly: "No, maybe it's because the weather is not very good!" ”

Ou Jingbo glanced out the car window, the sun was shining, glanced at Wen Ruoli, and did not speak again.

Because the tomb sweeping was the next day, the hotel had been booked in advance, and I planned to stay here for one night, but compared to Z City, the current Ou Jingbo was very silent, and his face was impermanent, but he always felt a trace of coldness, as if he was suppressing some emotions.

In the presidential suite, Ou Jingbo put the car key on the coffee table and said casually: "Choose a room to live in." ”

Wen Ruoli hummed, and then gently walked into the room near the left-hand side, the mobile phone had been turned off and muted, but when he put down the schoolbag, the faint light showed that it was the indicator light of the mobile phone.

Wen Ruoli opened it and looked at it, there were several missed calls, they were Yao Jun's, and there were countless text messages.

Wen Ruoli didn't want to open it, but the moment she touched the screen to return to the menu, another text message happened to come in, and she accidentally opened it.

"Ruoli, are you okay to come back, I miss you, don't leave me, that man looks very rich, he must be just playing with you, can you answer the phone?"

It was obviously a very humble tone, but Wen Ruoli saw it in his eyes, but his mind was full of pictures of being pinched by the other party's neck just now, and his hand was raised to cover his neck, only feeling hot.

As if there was still a feeling of suffocation, mixed with double memories, Wen Ruoli hurriedly put the phone back in her schoolbag and gasped for breath.

After a long pause, he realized that there had been no noise outside since he came in, Ou Jingbo seemed to have been in the living room, and Wen Ruoli moved out with some curiosity.

I saw Ou Jingbo with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing motionless in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he was looking at something, very focused.

This is the 33rd floor, and M City falls into view.

Thinking that a familiar memory might be traced from here, Wen Ruoli's feet seemed to be chained to tens of millions of pounds, unable to move at all.

As if sensing a beam of eyes staring behind him, Ou Jingbo came back to his senses and looked at Wen Ruoli, who was half-leaning against the wall with an ugly face, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?" You don't like it here? ”

It's bad weather, and it's silent all the way......

Wen Ruoli wanted to nod, but she wanted to shake her head, and the tangled space passed, without any action, not even an expression.

Ou Jingbo walked to the coffee table and picked up the car keys, "Let's go, accompany me to a place." ”

Wen Ruoli actually didn't want to go anywhere, here, all she felt was the loneliness of being empty, and those familiar memories would come like a tide, making her unable to breathe smoothly at all.

The death of parents, the death of oneself...... The various pains during this period were like a big net, firmly covering her.

It's just that with Ou Jingbo's steps not stagnant at all, Wen Ruoli subconsciously followed behind, and the sound of closing the door knocked on the heart, humble as an ant.

Now, she has no capital to refuse, and she has not said a reason not to say no, she is here to accompany him, as long as he wants to do, she has to obey.

What's more, in the bottom of her heart, she always has such a willingness.

The car was driving quickly on the road, Wen Ruoli touched her chest and felt slightly uncomfortable, and the scenes that flashed quickly on both sides of the road made her feel a little flustered inexplicably.

It's just that Ou Jingbo didn't have the slightest idea of slowing down, as if he was out of control, his whole person's expression was cold, and even the temperature in the car seemed to have dropped a lot.

When the destination was reached and the car finally stopped, Wen Ruoli opened his eyes, as if he felt that his body was still hanging in the air, and when he opened the car door and got out of the car, he felt that he didn't believe that his feet had landed.

And the moment I looked up, my heart twitched and hurt.

"This is the university where I studied."

Ou Jingbo, who got down from the driver's seat, passed by Wen Ruoli's side, and only said something flat, without ups and downs, like a step under his feet.

Wen Ruoli followed, and the campus of the university always seemed to have a more youthful atmosphere, the smell of grass, the smell of trees, and the smell of flowers......

It was Saturday and Sunday, more leisurely, smiling people walking side by side, the girls laughed like silver bells was really pleasant, and occasionally a few boys passed by, holding a basketball, talking about the basketball game just played.

And their time, like...... It doesn't feel like it again.

Ou Jingbo walked in front, and occasionally a few girls would stop and look, and their slightly lowered faces would show a green smile, which was very familiar.

Once, they also passed under the shade of such a tree, and at that time, they were still intimate side by side, but they still had unconcealed gazes, scorching heat, let alone now.

Ou Jingbo, as at the beginning, looked as usual, did not squint, giving people a feeling that no one should enter.

Halfway through the boulevard, Ou Jingbo's pace suddenly slowed down, and Wen Ruoli knew that he was not waiting for her to come forward and stroll side by side, but suddenly didn't know where to go.

Because the memory is familiar, there is a fork in front of it, on one side is the road to the playground, and on the other side is a pool of clear water, a pool of wishes, which is full of coins, and there are half-truths and half-truths, giving people a thought.

Ou Jingbo paused, and when Wen Ruoli walked to him, he seemed to look at her thoughtfully.

"Which way?"