The box was quickly filled, and everyone made overtures to Roy, who received them one by one. Someone noticed that Jiangbei City was also sitting next to him, and after singing two songs, a boy in the class coaxed, "Brother Cheng and Sister Yiyi sing a song, I haven't heard you sing for a long time." ”

"yes, yes, sing a song."

"What song do you sing? Sing "Hiroshima Love", right? ”

"What is singing "Hiroshima Love", it's unlucky, sing "Little Dimples", how beautiful our little dimples are!"

"Yes, yes, cut the song!"

Everyone said a word, handed the microphone to Royi, and Royiyi looked at Jiangbei City shyly, "Don't make trouble, Brother Cheng is not happy." ”

Jiangbei City's face was indeed as cold as ice.

He held back, snatched a microphone from the side, slowly put it to his lips, and was about to speak to Roy to make it clear, when the box door was opened again. The light in the box was very dim, and the door was against the light, but Jiang Beicheng still recognized Shen Muxi at first sight, and she stood there quietly, motionless.

Roy Yi's eyes were sharp, he got up and walked forward quickly to pull Shen Muxi to his side and sit down, and said with a smile, "You're late, you have to be punished." ”

At this time, the prelude of "Little Dimples" just sounded, and the boy coaxed, "Quick, the music is coming, Brother Cheng, it's your turn." Everyone was coaxing, and no one noticed Shen Muxi.

Shen Muxi's gaze slowly moved to Jiangbei City's hand little by little along the screen, and he sat beside him, holding the microphone, as if he had been preparing to sing for a long time. Obviously, he was sitting in front of him, so close, but at that moment, Shen Muxi felt that he was so far away, so far away that it made her feel cold.

She didn't know any of these people except him.

The feeling of despair that had no relatives swept over her again, and she felt suffocated.

She didn't like Roy, she hadn't since she saw her again, but she invited her tonight to say that she had something to tell her about him. She categorically refused at the time, she obviously refused, how could the ghost send God again.

She sat there as if there was no sound around her, and the bustle was theirs. I don't know how long she sat down, but she got up and almost stumbled out.

It's so stuffy, I'm going to suffocate if I stay for another second.

Behind her, she seemed to hear someone call her name, her brain was buzzing, the whole person seemed to be in a cold cellar, the surrounding weather was freezing, she wanted to climb out, but it was too difficult, too cold, she used all her strength to climb out of that cellar, she longed for that warm light, that rare light in life, so warm, she longed for it,

The cold dragged her back into the snow again.

She eventually collapsed there, and the light faded.

Shen Muxi has always known the flaws in her character, she is paranoid, and even paranoid and a little selfish.

It's not so much that I'm angry with Jiangbei City, but that I'm angry with myself. Roy is like a proud swan, his eyes are rolling in front of everyone, looking forward to it, and his enthusiasm is like fire. What about her? She smiled bitterly at herself, she was too self-righteous.

Everything tonight completely knocked her back to her original shape, and a person like her should be the same as when she was a child, cautious everywhere, hiding in the dark, and walking alone.

Loneliness is her medicine.

She didn't know how she got home, so she opened the door in embarrassment and threw herself on the bed.

Gu Qiyan was worried about her, followed her upstairs, saw that she just fell on the bed, stopped at the door for a few seconds and gently closed the door.

Shen Qingyun sat downstairs, saw Gu Qiyan going downstairs, and said with a sad expression, "It must have happened to me again, this child has been like this since he was a child, and he feels uncomfortable holding everything in his heart." ”

Gu Qiyan walked to her side and sat down, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her shoulder, and leaned her into her arms, Shen's mother said, "Xixi has been very well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and her academic performance was good when she was a child, but then she has been going downhill, and her learning is stable at a medium level, do you know why?" ”

Gu Qiyan looked at her silently, as if waiting for her to give him an answer.

"Until one day I saw her throw a crumpled note at the foot of her bed that said, 'I hate being number one, I hate being stared at, hate!' Shen Qingyun said that when she was emotional, tears flowed down her eyes, "Later, I learned that when she went up to give a speech as an honor student, someone scolded her in front of her for being the daughter of a vixen...... She was so proud of a child, how could she endure such slander and abuse, she ......"

Shen Qingyun thought that after so many years, she didn't care about these gossips for a long time, but once she talked about it, the scar was still faintly painful.

"Later, she became very silent, and her academic performance has been declining, and she has never won the first place again, and she has not given any speeches on stage as an honor student." Shen Qingyun finally covered her face uncontrollably and cried.

Gu Qiyan never knew these things, and it was hard for him to even imagine how their mother and daughter had come through in those years, he didn't dare to think about it. The strength of his hand increased a little, his eyes were full of sadness, like a layer of mist, and his voice was low and hoarse, "For so many years, I have made you suffer." Sissy is my biological daughter, and I, as a father, am really incompetent. ”

This middle-aged man, Sven, is tall and calm, but at this moment he is choked up and unable to say a complete sentence, he was not brave enough and persistent enough, maybe today, it is a different ending.

If it weren't for Gu Qiyan's mother who forced her to die, Shen Qingyun was unmarried and pregnant, Gu Qiyan never gave her a name. She took Shen Muxi away alone for many years.

Later, after many years of searching, he finally found them.

Shen Qingyun tried her best to restrain her emotions, for fear that she would cry too loudly and wake up the two children upstairs.

In those bleak years, they carried gossip from place to place, displaced, and depended on each other for their lives.

It's not that she has no grudges against him, it's not that she hasn't hated him, but those loves and hates have long been ground into slag in the firewood, rice, oil and salt year after year, and they will never be seen again.

Shen Muxi didn't know how long she had been asleep, and when she woke up in a daze, she pressed her phone and found that she didn't know when there was no power, she sat up from the bed, turned on the light, looked for a charger in the bedside table, and just plugged it in and turned on the phone, but the phone bombarded with information.

She only glanced at the name on it and was about to turn the phone off again, but the phone rang.

Jiangbei City.

She didn't want to take it, so she muted it.

Inadvertently glimpse the time on your phone, half past one in the morning.