"So you don't like him?"

Xiao Fei's voice came, interrupting Sanping's random thoughts. She looked at Xiao Fei, who was holding a towel and had wet hair, sitting opposite, "Did you always know?" ”

Xiao Fei nodded, "It's obvious." ”

"Right...... It's obvious...... But it's only now that I'm sure it's such an obvious thing. Sanping sighed, her heart began to be anxious, she looked at Xiao Fei eagerly, wanting to say something, but as if she suddenly remembered something, she closed her mouth again.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Fei asked. In the past, he was too lazy to care whether Sanping wanted to say it or not, he felt that "it didn't matter". But slowly, he began to care about the things Sanping wanted to say but didn't say, especially when Sanping started to receive treatment for depression, he couldn't "indifferent".

"I think you should focus on your studies now, you better not get involved in this kind of thing." Sanping said.

"I didn't get involved, I just said a few words." Xiao Fei reached out and picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, "I don't want to get involved in these things for you adults, I'm still a baby, and I don't understand anything." ”

"But ah, hey," Xiao Fei knew that Sanping wanted to say something that was not this, but he didn't expose it, but replied along with her words. After thinking about it, he added, "Anyway, you are the one who was confessed, and you can reply as you want." Just don't go against your will. ”

After speaking, Xiao Fei stood up, turned around and walked to the room, "I'm asleep, and I'll go to Teacher Jian's tomorrow." Sanping answered, turned around and continued to sit in the dim light.

This is not something that can be dealt with casually - Sanping thought as he looked at the branches in the yard that were swaying in the evening breeze.

Lu Yi isn't just her classmates anymore – she doesn't intend to continue to deceive herself. Yonghe's departure, the diagnosis of depression, the treatment of the disease, and the putting down of the violin, starting to write, and then the confession of Luyi...... The occurrence of this series of events made her have to face the truth from life - whether Sanping admits it or not, Lu Yi is in her heart, and it is not just her classmates, and the relationship between classmates cannot explain the relationship between Lu Yi and her. At this stage, he is a partner she cherishes immensely.

Tens of thousands of thoughts converge into a large lake with an undercurrent flowing. Sanpei, who was in the lake for the most part, was trying his best to maintain his balance in the middle of the vast and boundless lake, and at the same time his eyes were wide open, trying to find a little difference on the surface of the lake, which was almost the same as the surface of the lake.

It seems that as long as she finds this difference, she can handle the relationship with Lu Yi. But even Sanping herself didn't know what she was looking for.

When he woke up on the sofa, Sanpei found that he was covered with a blanket. Sunlight gently and uninvasively poured from the yard into the house, spreading like a soft veil on the floor.

The room was quiet, and she couldn't feel Xiao Fei's breath. She called Xiao Fei's name, and the air above her head shook slightly after her voice came out, and then fell silent again. The air in the room did not shake a second time. Xiao Fei is really not at home. Sanping turned her head to look at the kitchen, where her breakfast was already set on the table.

She leaned back on the couch, staring dryly, motionless. This action lasted for five minutes, as if she suddenly remembered something, before she bounced off the couch, ran into the room, took the medicine, ran to the kitchen again, poured herself a large glass of water, and then let the pills, along with the water, flow into the esophagus.

After doing this, she sat down at the table a little tired, staring at the noodles and milk that Xiao Fei had prepared for her, and subconsciously hammered down the table.

But soon, she was startled by her own irritability for no reason. She hurriedly moved the noodles in front of her, buried her head and began to eat.

Halfway through her meal, she stood up, walked into the kitchen with the noodles, and poured them all into the sink.

Then, she sent a message to Miss Cheng and left the house.

Miss Cheng was talking to the photographer in the studio about waiting to help the model shoot magazine photos, when she suddenly felt the mobile phone in her pocket vibrate twice. She patted the photographer on the shoulder, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and saw that it was a message from Sanping - "I'm leaving". Miss Cheng immediately called back Sanping's phone.

The phone didn't work. Miss Cheng called several more times, but still no one answered. She frowned, looked at the photographer who had already started work, and her hand holding the phone tightly trembled slightly.

After Sanping retired, Miss Cheng was no longer her agent, but Miss Cheng did not completely withdraw from Sanping's life because of this. And when Sanping began to receive treatment for depression, Miss Cheng often appeared by her side.

During the period of working with Sanping, Miss Cheng always felt that Sanping's state was not good, but seeing that Sanping's state did not affect her work, she didn't say much.

But unexpectedly, Sanping was found to be suffering from depression and almost caused a catastrophe. After getting the news, Miss Cheng not only had to face the questions of the outside world and music fans, but also fell into deep self-blame. She blamed herself, why did she know that Sanping was in a bad state, but she never said a word of concern to her? "Yes, I'm the person she has the most contact with in her life and work, why don't you even know about her situation? Why don't you spend more time with her? If you spend more time with her, maybe one day, she will become normal? Miss Cheng has been asking herself this question repeatedly in her heart.

In order to compensate - in fact, even she herself didn't know exactly what to compensate - Miss Cheng put down part of the work in her hand and rushed to Sanping's side. Looking at Sanping's world-weary face, Miss Cheng suddenly felt like her heart was being held tightly by a pair of big hands. She began to regret why she was so clear about public and private - with a little more care and care, would Sanping not have to live so hard?

The guilt of Sanping made Miss Cheng stay by Sanping's side for longer and longer. I don't know if it's because the treatment has finally worked, and Sanping's words are getting more and more.

"Why are you here again?"

"I miss you."

"Didn't you just come this morning? Xiao Fei is not as diligent as you. ”

"Do you want anything else to eat, I'll buy it for you later."

"I want to eat bananas...... Are you out of work anymore? ”

"I took a leave of absence."

"Didn't you just sign a model, it seems to be called Gao Weilong? Can you put more effort into other people? ”

"How do you know that?"

"I wanted to find a tablet in your bag in the morning, and I found a contract, so I glanced twice......"

"More than just two glances, right?" Miss Cheng sat on the edge of Sanping's bed, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Sanping.

Sanping took the water cup and didn't speak. Miss Cheng looked at Sanping and thought for a while, "I may not be able to come to see you often in the future......

"You work hard." Sanping put down the water glass and said seriously, "I don't want to affect you because of my affairs." ”

"Aren't you influencing me now, stinky girl." Miss Cheng thought secretly in her heart, raised her head and looked at Gao Weilong, who was seriously cooperating with the photographer to take pictures, and was anxious.

Miss Cheng opened the page of chatting with Sanping again, frowning and staring at Sanping's message in a daze. After a while, the screen went black, and she sighed deeply when she saw that a mixture of her own sweat and foundation was stuck to the blackened phone screen. At this time, the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, and Miss Cheng fixed her eyes on it, it was Lu Yi's phone.

"What do you mean? Sanping is gone? Lu Yi came up and crackled, Miss Cheng hurriedly stabilized him, "Don't worry, let's talk slowly, so she didn't look for you either?" ”

"Not really! Where you are, I'll look for you, and we'll go to her together. ”

"I'm ......working," Miss Cheng paused, looked at Gao Weilong, who had finished the first round of filming and was resting, and hesitated, "But I can't leave." ”

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone. Miss Cheng shouted several times anxiously, and Lu Yi's voice came-

"You say, it's not like it's her habit every year on their wedding anniversary."