Xia Miao didn't go far, those words echoed in his mind, sharp, mean, disgusted, and appeared one after another.

Sitting on the swing, the sky is drizzling, not big, the wind and waves are calm, so quiet that only the sound of iron cables crashing.

Xia Miao didn't mean to leave, she just wanted to be quiet and feel the darkness at the moment, she was not afraid of loneliness, on the contrary, the more lonely the better, the quieter the more comfortable it was for her.

What she fears most is the bustle, and the bustle has nothing to do with her.

Ji Xi just came back, walked this road and saw Xia Miao swinging, hanging his head, stepping on broken steps one after the other to pass the time, like a withered flower, unable to lift any spirit, he stopped, remembering that today was his birthday with Ji Xiangwan, and frowned slightly, stared for a long time, never approached, and stood silently not far away.

"Xia Miao!"

"Xia Miao!"

A few low roars in a row, the only one in the night.

Huo Shenyu came over, obviously looking for her for a long time, with anxiety on his face, looking around, but saw her swinging not far away, shaking and shaking, with no spirit, like a dead corpse, silent, and did not react, and suddenly his face was full of anger, and he was about to explode in the next moment.

Xia Miao raised his eyes slightly, staring at Huo Shenyu who came in a hurry with his eyes as if he was about to be empty, still not surprised, sitting quietly, his hair was blown by the wind, and his windbreaker was a little wrinkled, but he couldn't resist his handsome face, his height at high altitude, and the most chilling wind in the dark night.

In fact, she didn't understand why he was here, when she was most embarrassed and needed support the most.

Huo Shenyu came over and grabbed her arm angrily, pulled her from the swing into his arms, the swing swayed in the air, the person was already full of arms, he had a faint mint smell on his body, it was a signature taste, the arms were very warm, scorching, hugging her all at once, without the slightest gap, no longer so cold, and she was still numb, motionless, letting the drizzle fall on her face.

"Dead woman, you let Lao Tzu find it easy, what are you doing here so late, and there are no stars to see!" Huo Shenyu was a little angry.

Xia Miao was incredulous, thinking she was dreaming, was she stupid: "Why are you here?" ”

"Look at the scenery."

"There's no scenery here." Xia Miao's words were calm.

"Can't you go out for a walk?" Huo Shenyu felt her body trembling slightly, helplessly lonely, reached out and slapped her head, and her head was pressed on her shoulder: "If you want to cry, cry, no one looks at your ugly crying." ”

"I didn't want to cry." Xia Miao blinked and said with a smile: "I'm not sad. ”

"If I make you cry, you will cry to me!" Huo Shenyu's face was gloomy and he yelled impatiently.

was yelled at by him, Xia Miao's eyes instantly turned red.

In fact, she will not shed tears for cheap feelings, and the most extreme desire is silent, and she will not show her humility on her face.

Sadness should be in the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, he was so yelled at him that he was about to cry, how could he be fierce like this: "Why are you yelling at me, I obviously don't want to cry." ”

"Dead woman, don't think I don't know, you are sad about that idea, although I don't understand why you care about your mother, why do you shed tears for those people, but I respect you, cry for Lao Tzu, it's okay after crying, or rush in to clean them up and relieve your anger!" Huo Shenyu's tone was Lingran, he was completely bullied into the village, and whoever touched him would die.