He is gentle and cute, always blushing and shy, Xiao Xixi, is it so cruel!?

Liang Huan flipped through Song Jiaxi's other books with palpitations, basically the male protagonist in each book is either dead or disabled, or he spends his life in remorse.

Liang Huan: "......"

No wonder a reader in the book review area comes to leave a message every day: "Is the male protagonist dead today?,No,Then I'll come back tomorrow.。 ”

He also thought that this reader was a loyal fan of the second male, but it turned out that it was just a rule summarized from all the books of his family Xiao Xixi.

Liang Huan let out a long sigh, silently put away his mobile phone, wrapped himself in the quilt, and lay on the sofa, the cold wind of the air conditioner was blowing, and he only felt that his heart was cold.

He tossed and turned on the sofa for a long time, unable to sleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind involuntarily appeared in the tragic situation of the various male protagonists in those novels.

Damn it!!

Liang Huan really couldn't stand it, so he simply lifted the quilt and sat up from the sofa.

He listened carefully with his ears sideways for a while, his bedroom was quiet, there was no movement at all, his little Xixi should have fallen asleep, right? ?

Liang Huan hesitated, stood up, walked lightly to his bedroom door, held the doorknob with his white and slender hand, and opened the door carefully.

The room was dark inside, and by the light of the living room outside, a figure could be vaguely seen lying on his soft bed.

Liang Huan's eyes involuntarily became gentle, and after standing at the door of the bedroom for a while, he gently closed the door again.

He couldn't sleep left and right, so he simply went to Gu Lang's room, turned over a pack of cigarettes, and walked to the balcony.

The shadow of the Yangtze River can be vaguely seen outside the balcony window, like a black ribbon in the night.

Rows of street lamps meander up along the river, and the lights are like glittering gems in the night, emitting a gentle and orange glow.

Liang Huan stretched out his hand to open the window of the balcony, and a heat wave instantly greeted him.

He opened the cigarette case in his hand, took out a cigarette from it, held it in his mouth, and was about to light it when he remembered that he didn't have a lighter.

Liang Huan grabbed the hair on his forehead with some irritability, reached out and took down the cigarette in his mouth, sandwiched it between his index and middle fingers, and looked up at the sky outside.

The sky was dark, there were not a single star, and the lights of the city were reflected in the skyline, but there was a slight redness on the horizon.

I don't know how, but he suddenly remembered that winter five years ago.

He distinctly remembered that it was December 20th, and the news said that there would be a Leonid meteor shower that night.

After Song Jiaxi got out of the evening self-study, she mysteriously sent him a message and asked him to come out, saying that she was going to take him to a good place.

At first, he didn't react, thinking that she had found some kind of food hidden in the cafeteria, but she took him to the roof of the school complex.

Before going to the rooftop, he had to pass through a dark staircase, and he could feel that someone standing next to him was obviously scared to death, but he still flashed a flashlight, forced out a bright smile and said: "Senior, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world." ”。

At that moment, he couldn't help but want to tease her.