Ji Yanchuan's slender and emaciated back, in the wind and rain, looks even more thin and gloomy.

Chen Ran sat on the ground, looking at Ji Yanchuan's figure, walking farther and farther until he disappeared into the rain.

She hooked her lips and smiled, just now Ji Yanchuan had said the longest thing to her.

Ji Yanchuan returned home, threw down the schoolbag in his hand, went into the bathroom, and came out with a steaming mist after taking a shower.

The sound of water droplets in the quiet bathroom can be heard clearly.

He blew his hair dry, the soaked noodles were ready, and he sat down quietly and ate the instant noodles, and there was silence in the process.

Such a series of processes seems to be no different from the ordinary, but it seems to be a little unusual.

Eating a bowl of noodles, Ji Yanchuan stood up and glanced at the door, still silent.

He threw away the box of instant noodles, sat back on the couch, picked up the book next to him, and read it.

Time passed minute by minute, and at nine o'clock, he put down the book in his hand and put it on. Bed to sleep.

Ji Yanchuan's schedule is very regular, but today he was lying in bed, tossing and turning for a while, and then he fell asleep.

I also had nightmares at night.

The sound of rain, the gloomy sky, lightning and thunder.

Woman in a white dress with a wrist gushing with blood.

She turned her head with a sad and lonely smile as she fell to the ground, the rain washing the blood off her wrist.

Soon, the ground was smeared with small red pools.

Ji Yanchuan opened his eyes, sweat was dripping on his forehead, he sat up, glanced at the time, and it was only two o'clock in the morning.

Ji Yanchuan got up, walked outside and poured a glass of water, the cold water flowed into his throat, and his expression became indifferent and cold again.

Putting down the water glass in his hand, Ji Yanchuan looked towards the door, and he actually opened the door.

His glass-like eyes looked at the closed door opposite, and closed the door silently.

Early the next morning.

Ji Yanchuan got up as usual, drank a glass of milk cereal, and went out with his schoolbag.

Today, I didn't see the sunflower-like smiling face on the opposite door.

Ji Yanchuan paused, his eyes were on the door of Chen Ran's house, lingering for a while, and then he continued to walk towards the elevator.

In the detached and indifferent eyebrows, it was even more cold, and the corners of his mouth also carried a touch of ridicule.

Sure enough, let her not get close, and she really didn't get close.

When he arrived downstairs, Xiao Wang smiled at him, and he even looked at Ji Yanchuan's hand expectantly.

found that Ji Yanchuan today, his hands were empty, and there was nothing.

Xiao Wang's expression was really a little disappointed, but he still said good morning to Ji Yanchuan with a smile.

Ji Yanchuan walked out expressionlessly.

Xiao Wang scratched his head, and always felt that there seemed to be something different today, except for the iceberg Ji Yanchuan did not give him a loving breakfast.

Something seems to be missing.

That's right!

The girl who is smiling very cute next to Ji Yanchuan is not there!

No wonder, today Ji Yanchuan is more ordinary and even colder.

When Ji Yanchuan arrived in the classroom, he put the textbook away, then lay on the table and closed his eyes.

I heard the sound of clattering footsteps, and there was an endless stream of them.

During this period, Ji Yanchuan opened his eyes and looked towards Chen Ran's desk, which was still empty.

The morning class was over, and Chen Ran's desk was still empty.