"Ding Dong-Ding Dong-" After pressing the doorbell for a long time, no one opened the door, Ouyang Luo looked at the dark sky outside with some doubts, it is impossible for Han Nuo not to be at home at this point...... If you don't come back, the dishes you've worked so hard to make will be cold......

Ouyang Luo looked down at the several bento boxes in the bag, and pouted a little aggrievedly.

Could it be that Han Nuo was too lazy to pay attention to me, so he deliberately pretended not to be at home!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Luo stuffed the phone back into his backpack again, decided to press it again, and left directly without ignoring his words!

The lonely doorbell echoed in the corridor for a long time, but the security door was still unmoving, and there was no sign of opening at all.

Frustrated, Ouyang Luo put the bag at the door, took out a notepad, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a few words, put it on the lunch box, took a few steps back, looked deeply at the door where there was no place for him anymore, and left in despair.

It wasn't until Ouyang Luo left for a long time, and the grim reaper, who had been sitting on the platform of the opposite building silently watching him, teleported to the door, squatted down and picked up the note, looking at the neat and graceful handwriting on it, and the haze between his eyebrows gradually dispersed.

Hanno, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about you that day.

I'm really sorry.

It's all because I'm so stupid, so stupid that I don't know anything, I just know that I do something wrong by my temperament.

I know you don't want to see me, and maybe you'll never even pay attention to me again for the rest of your life.

But I still want to apologize to you if you didn't throw away the bag and saw this note.

Hanno, I'm sorry.

This kid...... The black smoke that swirled around the Grim Reaper gradually faded, Han Nuo stuffed the note into the inner pocket of his windbreaker, sat directly on the ground and opened the lunch box, and saw the carefully cooked dishes and the rice arranged in the shape of a heart, and there was a smile on it with sesame seeds, and he couldn't help but smile, revealing the happiest smile in so many days.

Well, it's delicious, but I didn't expect this kid's craftsmanship to be pretty good. Seeing that Ouyang Luo carefully placed disposable chopsticks at the bottom of the bag, Han Nuo smiled and broke the chopsticks and sandwiched a dish, and tasted it carefully for a long time before he praised it without hesitation.

Since quitting the special investigation team, Ouyang Luo has lived a very boring life.

Because the three-month internship period was still a week away, they ended the internship early in order not to let the school know about it, so they tacitly chose to wait for the internship period to end before returning to the school to report.

This is thanks to Xia Fei's efforts, because he said that he would hide this from the school so that they could successfully get the internship appraisal, and the three of them could lie at home and count the stars every day with such peace of mind.

Of course, under the leadership of Yin Ruochen, they invited Xia Fei to a meal, and several people had a good time, which can be regarded as completely consolidating the friendly relationship with Xia Fei.

To this day, recalling Xia Fei, who was drunk high at that time, and accusing them of being uncompetitive in the tone of an old father, Ouyang Luo couldn't help but laugh, everyone in the special investigation team ...... It's really good......

It's a pity that I don't belong to them anymore.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Luo lowered his head in frustration again, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with a bear pillow and sulked alone.

The doorbell rang suddenly, thinking that Su Yibai was coming back from a business trip, nesting in Yin Ruochen's house for a few days and fighting a wolf to the point that Ouyang Luo, who was autistic, was almost moldy at home, thinking that if Su Yibai came back, he would be able to go out to travel and relax, Ouyang Luo hurriedly ran to open the door.

"Su ......" Ouyang Luo's smile gradually stiffened, and he looked at Han Nuo, who was standing at the door arrogantly, and was directly dumbfounded.

Han ...... Team Han, why are you here? Ouyang Luo stammered.

"There's a guy who hasn't taken back his own things, so I have to send them." Han Nuo handed over the plastic bag with an expressionless face, "I'm leaving." ”

"Team Han!" Seeing Han Nuo put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and turned around to leave, he faintly felt in his heart that if he left like this, they would be destined to become two irrelevant parallel lines in the future, and there was no possibility of intersecting Ouyang Luo hesitated, but still called out loudly.

Seeing that Han Nuo stopped but didn't look back at himself, Ouyang Luo clenched his fists, "The dishes I cooked...... Is it tasty? ”

"It was cold when I came back." Han Nuo turned his back to Ouyang Luo, as if this would hide the true expression on his face: "I'll just empty the trash can." ”

Ouyang Luo's happy expression, full of anticipation of being praised, was gradually enveloped in shadows, biting his lip and clenching his fists, trying not to let tears flow out.

"I'm sorry for the Korean team, I did something superfluous."

"It's okay," Xu felt the overflowing sadness of the person behind him, and his heart ached Han Nuo trembled and lit a cigarette to force himself to calm down, "Thank you." ”

It wasn't until long after Han Nuo left that Ouyang Luo collapsed on the threshold as if he had been drained of all his strength, and slid down and squatted on the ground weakly, his eyes dull and full of despair.

"I'm sorry, Ouyang Luo." It was difficult to relieve the grief and anger in his heart, Han Nuo rushed all the way to the suburbs and then slammed on the brakes, Han Nuo, who was not wearing a seat belt, hit his head heavily on the front windshield, and blood gushed down his forehead, but Han Nuo took a few tissues to wipe away the blood as if he didn't feel pain at all, and then held down the wound.

After about ten seconds, Han Nuo let go of his hand, looked carefully at the smooth forehead that could no longer see the wound in the rearview mirror, smiled self-deprecating and helplessly, sat on the front cover of the car and quietly lit a cigarette and looked into the distance.

Ahead, there are endless wheat fields, and the green wheat with straight waists is moistened by the sun and exudes vitality.

Farmers in straw hats with their legs up to their knees are bending over the fields, and the big yellow dog on the ridge squats on the ground, quietly waiting for his master to come home.

In a small village not far from the wheat field, a small smoke rises from the cooking smoke, blending with the orange-red sun, turning into a leisurely white cloud floating freely in the blue sky away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Han Nuo, who had not felt such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere for a long time, only felt that his whole body and mind had relaxed, squinted pleasantly, as if only here could his turbid soul be purified, abandon the disturbances of the world, and devote himself to this paradise.

If one day, I can give up everything and return to the countryside, live in seclusion with my beloved, be a mountain villager who rests at sunrise and sunset, and accompany this green mountain and green water every day, it is not bad.

However, this dream is destined to be an unattainable dream.

Because, he can't even fight for the person he likes, let alone this kind of life that shouldn't belong to him in the first place?

From the moment he gains strength, he is destined to carry everything.

Even if he is destined to be lonely, then he can only carry this loneliness and continue to move forward.

Because, I don't have the qualifications to love others at all.