Chapter 3: When a Rich Second-Generation Girl Meets a Wandering Singer (3)
Then there's the sound of the zipper coming up.
"Alright, let's go. I'll follow you behind. β
As soon as the girl finished speaking, she saw the boy striding forward. He pulled the trolley speaker and climbed up the ramp of the underpass.
Xia Suyuan hurriedly went over to push the bicycle, and when she started to go up the underground passage, the boy was already standing outside the passage.
She was a little anxious.
Originally, the bicycle was not easy to push when it was uphill, but when she finally pushed it, the boy had already gone far.
She stood at the top of the stairs. A boy in a white shirt strides forward under a streetlamp in the distance.
The sound of the lever is whirring in the back.
She hurriedly pushed her bicycle forward, slowed down when she was five paces away from him, and then pushed the bike forward at a rapid pace.
"You ......"
Gasp.
But she only said one word and shut her mouth.
I wanted to ask him what his name was, but ......
The boy walked quickly in front, and she subconsciously thought that the boy didn't want to talk to her too much.
I even wanted to get rid of her.
Xia Suyuan pouted and trotted to follow.
She pushed her bicycle and followed in silence. After about three or four blocks, the boy really didn't look back at her once.
The long figure walked ahead, his white T-shirt over a gray coat.
Xia Suyuan stopped.
The hands on the watch were already pointing at nine o'clock. It's time for her to go home.
The place where the boy went was still full of lights, and he kept walking on the bustling field. There are flower paths on both sides.
She finally mustered up the courage and shouted at the back in front of her, "What's your name?" β
The hand holding the handlebar clenched subconsciously.
The neon lights on both sides of the road shimmer and shine brightly.
Her heart was pounding like a deer, and she couldn't breathe.
The boy stopped.
Xia Suyuan felt a moment of joy in her heart. Then hold your breath and stare quietly, motionlessly, at the boy's back.
However, the cars around him passed one by one, and the neon lights had been turned several times, and the young man still stood there, not moving.
Donβt wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.
Just when Xia Suyuan began to be disappointed, the footsteps of the person in front of her suddenly moved.
Her eyes lit up.
But the youth is moving forward. Getting farther and farther away from her.
So my heart fell to the bottom.
She pedaled on her bike and looked at the people who were getting farther and farther away in front of her.
This road is no better than Central Street, and there are basically no people on the road at this point. Only a few shops are still lit.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she simply let go of her voice and shouted: "My name is Xia Suyuan." β
It doesn't matter if anyone hears it or not, as long as he hears it.
The young man did not stop. Not even the action has changed much.
It's as if I didn't hear it.
But it's impossible to shout again. That sound had exhausted all Xia Suyuan's courage.
She chased softly: "I want to chase you." β
Like a whisper.
Although maybe you won't come back next year.
She turned the corner on her bike and ran in the opposite direction. The regrets of this summer are blown away in the wind.
The horns of the clothes were bulging, and the heartbeat that had been matched with it gradually slowed down.
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When the boy walked to the next street corner, he finally stopped.
He turned, and behind him was the glow of street lamps and neon lights on the streetside. And the girl he thought was already gone, and he couldn't find her figure at this time.
He turned around and entered a hotel.
Xia Suyuan.