He Yi'an relaxed his whole body, sat down softly, his stomach kept tumbling violently, he covered his stomach and spit out the wine, but he couldn't make a sound, and leaned softly against the wall.

Xia Yu sat there, stunned, as if she had lost her soul, and muttered a few words softly, but her tone was so low that she didn't even know what to say, she wanted to catch up, but she hesitated.

Maybe...... It's all her own delusion.

She thought that she had paid off, and that the inference that he liked her was nothing more than an excuse for her to give herself hope.

At this moment, his phrase "I'm sorry if I misunderstood what I did." She was constantly reminded that she had misunderstood.

The heart collapsed in an instant, as if I could feel the blood flowing, and the pain in the palm of my hand hit the surroundings, and the pain was suffocating.

Her mouth was as dry as a dried field, she caught a glimpse of a commissary next to her, stood up with the pain, stepped forward and bought a bottle of water, unscrewed it, brought it to her mouth, poured a few sips, and the water spilled out indiscriminately, and her clothes and the corners of her mouth were full of water.

Quenching his thirst, he raised his head, bent his wrist, and sprinkled the rest of the water off his forehead, despite the strange eyes of the shopkeepers around him.

Her face was covered with water, she threw the mineral water bottle casually, and it fell into the trash can accurately, she raised her hand and wiped it, her vision was clear, and the person was sober, she was not used to losing control of herself, she had always pursued reason.

She needs to tidy herself up.

After slowing down for a while, he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the alley, and only after a long time did he retract his gaze and lead the car away.

Silence returned to the streets.

After a long time, He Yi'an felt that his stomach was no longer tumbling violently, so he slowly stood up against the wall, and just after vomiting, the whole person was a lot more sober.

He turned to look at the mouth of the alley, it was pitch black, there was no figure, only a few insects floating in the light, flapping their wings vigorously, and turning in circles in the hazy shadow of the lamp.

It was quiet.

Occasionally, the sound of shredded traffic in the streets can be heard.

Suddenly, my heart was empty, as if I had been hollowed out.

Retracted his gaze, staggered home, and just arrived in the hall, he threw the whole person into the sofa, and the sofa instantly dented a large area.

He didn't turn on the lights, and the room was dark, except for the faint moonlight that came in through the window.

The pillow swayed with his movements, falling on his face, covering his eyebrows, and his emotions could not be seen clearly for a moment.

It took a while to throw it away.

At this time, the decadence on his face was exposed to the darkness, and his eyebrows were full of boredom and restlessness.

The pitch-black pupils opened and looked at the ceiling, and a feeling of loneliness and loneliness came over me.

Since his mother's death, his life has been chaotic, and his father left him to fend for himself in order to find a family and not want his guardianship.

Now I need him, and I come to him again.

This feeling of being treated as one, remembering it when he wants to use it, and throwing it aside makes him feel extremely angry, as if he has been trampled on by something, but he is more sad in his heart.

When he was very young, the family loved each other, spoiled him very much, and gave him whatever he wanted, especially his father, who often took him out to play, buy favorite toys, buy delicious things, and give him the best pampering.

But I don't know when, my father no longer takes him out to play, doesn't buy toys, and gradually doesn't go home, even if he goes home, he will always hear the sound of his parents arguing at night, and the relationship is becoming more and more stiff.

He bumped into his mother crying in the corner several times, and realized that this home was no longer the same home it used to be.

In the following period, the relationship has been ossified to the point of breaking out, in addition to quarrels and scolding, he has broken in a few times to block it, but the two have not been alleviated by his existence, and then he stopped going, often endured in the room, and spent every day in torment.

Finally broke out one day, and the parents divorced. Dad left the house, Mom was diagnosed with terminal cancer, she died a week later, and he began to live a chaotic life.

He hated that man, but he still cared in his heart.

Tonight's thing, that bit of care has been eliminated.

Thinking about it, a delicate figure involuntarily appeared in my mind, a thin body, sitting there, holding himself in both hands, looking petite.

When he appeared, the dark pupils flashed with joy and hurried to his side, their eyes full of worry.

At that time, the heart seemed to be filled with something, warm, like a beam of light.

I thought that she would be scared away and stay away from him.

But she didn't.

She was waiting for him.

But he couldn't cross the hurdle in his heart, spoke coldly to her, and even misinterpreted her meaning, and used methods in disguise to make her hate him.

But she still didn't.

She bravely stopped in front of her and said, "He Yi'an, even if you don't like me, I will always like you until you like me." ”

"I don't pity you, I'm just distressed."

"I don't want you to fall like this, they don't cherish you, they don't understand your good, they don't care, I care, they are not there, you have me by your side, He Yi'an I hope you have a better life and be happier."

Word by word, it was clearly imprinted in my heart, and the heart that was thrown into ice water and soaked in it suddenly picked up and put it in warm water, slowly melting.

But people are like this, they will always do so many times to make the memory deep.

Xia Yu's figure became clearer and clearer in her mind, and every thing she did and every action she did was repeated over and over again.

When......

He began to pay attention to her.

The next day, Jiang Yuan scooped He Yi'an out of bed and pinched him to the classroom.

After the hangover, the whole person is in a state of malaise, and the white face is getting more and more pale, and the blue under the eyelids is more obvious.

"Brother Yi, you shouldn't have been a thief yesterday, right?" Liang Tao turned his body to face him, and when he saw his appearance, he sighed.

And Jiang Yuan hugged his hands and looked at him with interest.

He Yi'an pursed his lips, didn't answer, and didn't want to pay attention to them.

"Tell me, you don't call us when you go out for a drink, you're too boring." Liang Tao was about to break the casserole and ask in the end, but he had to ask something.

This phenomenon is rare, and it is not three people who usually want to drink and play.

He Yi'an lowered his eyes, leaning on the chair idlely, exuding a lazy and casual temperament, but his face was pale, adding a little weakness, like a sick and delicate woman in ancient times.

"Okay, don't say it, I know if you don't say it." Liang Tao asked many times, but he just didn't say anything, and began to speculate wildly, "Because of the goddess of Xia Yu, I said you, chasing girls, you have to take your time, as soon as you come up, you will kiss others, you have to change this problem." ”

He Yi'an suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he shot straight into Liang Tao's eyes.

He was silent, closed his mouth, and motioned to Jiang Yuan with his eyes, asking what was going on, why He Yi'an's eyes were like killing someone.

But Jiang Yuan turned a deaf ear, took out his mobile phone, pressed it indiscriminately, and his eyes dodged.

"What did you say?" It's a faint sound, but it feels like you've thrown a knife.

Liang Tao covered his mouth and shook his head innocently.

"Say." He Yi'an sat up straight, took a round pen, and paused on the table.

The feeling of oppression followed.

"I guessed wrong, not because of Xia Yu." Liang Tao thought that He Yi'an was talking about the reason why he was drunk, so he quickly changed his words.

The tip of the pen was beaten again, and the sound was extremely loud, falling on people's hearts, like pressing something weighing thousands of pounds.

"Not that." He Yi'an shook his pen lazily.

"What's that? Brother Yi, don't be like this, I'm panicking! Liang Tao thought about it again, what he had just said, except for that sentence, there was nothing wrong with it, and realized that he was faintly about to be angry, and quickly begged for mercy.

He Yi'an glanced at him, and then turned to Jiang Yuan, who didn't dare to look at him.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, the danger signal was issued, and Jiang Yuan only felt a chill in his neck.

"I'm chasing Xia Yu? I forcibly kissed her? The round pen was thrown on the table, and with a bang, it was extremely loud, and their hearts instantly lifted, "You guys are really good, you can even arrange this, you haven't cleaned up your itchy skin recently, right?" ”

The back end note was upturned, deliberately lengthening the tone, and the cold air came straight out, only to feel that the temperature at this time was cooler than in winter.

"No, it's not." Liang Tao waved his hand, he pointed at Jiang Yuan, "What he said, said that you pressed Xia Yu against the wall and kissed it." ”

"When did I say, don't rely on me." Jiang Yuan bounced up in a panic and quickly slapped his fingers off.

"Brother Yi, it's him, I didn't come to school yesterday, he told me, otherwise how would I know." Liang Tao kicked Jiang Yuan, moved the chair away, opened a large distance, and looked at He Yi'an vigilantly.

I'm afraid that it will hurt myself.

"Huh." He Yi'an sneered, and the cool wind chased past his ears, "Okay, let's go, Jiang Yuan, will you go first or me first?" ”

"Brother Yi, you can't just listen to Liang Tao's words." Jiang Yuan lay on the table and wailed, and the voice he shouted sounded extremely desolate.

But no one paid any attention to him.

"Load." Liang Tao spat out a word.

He Yi'an had already stood up from his seat and walked to the door with his pocket in his pocket, although his face was not very good, it did not affect his appearance at all, and he seemed to be more "sick and delicate".

Jiang Yuan made a bitter face, punched Liang Tao hard, then kicked him away and followed behind.

At first, I walked normally, but later, it became slower and slower, and I felt like I wanted to escape.

But He Yi'an's back of his head seemed to have eyes, and he said coldly: "You run one and try it." ”

The voice was bone-chilling.

Jiang Yuan paused, shrugged his head, followed quickly, and halfway through, he waved his fist at Liang Tao unwillingly.

I saw Liang Tao covering his abdomen and laughing, and this time, Jiang Yuan was even more annoyed.

The two walked at the corner of the stairs, He Yi'an caught a glimpse of a figure, paused slightly, and walked casually with his pocket in his pocket.

Xia Yuzheng was holding a bottle of lemonade, putting it to his mouth, and inhaling it gently, it was cool and comfortable, and it dispelled the boredom in his heart at once.