Chapter Eighty-Six: Bittersweet Years

Luo Feifei indulged in Li Cannan's dodging eyes, she stretched out her hand and hugged Li Cannan in public, and when she raised her head slightly, it was a soft marshmallow printed on the boy's lips.

With a little bit of sweetness. She felt her head groggy, her hands and feet did not obey the call, and the current from her lips numbed her head to her whole body, and there was a strange aura in him that attracted her.

Lo Feifei, "Would you like to?" ”

Li Cannan looked around blankly at first, surrounded by classmates and former friends, he glanced at Luo Feifei in a panic, his head was empty, and the classmates around him were still laughing and celebrating, in just a few seconds, he seemed to have experienced various conjectures, and nodded in dismay.

"Hmmm......"

The applause was like thunder, the atmosphere of KTV was up, the sound of clinking glasses was excited, and the laughter was pleasant.

The phone vibrate, Qi Xiaoyu took it out and looked at it, the short sleeves sent by Luo Feifei - it's done, go on a date, you know, haha, you go home and pay attention to your safety.

Qi Xiaoyu smiled, she picked up the wine glass on the table, happily swallowed, couldn't control her happiness, glass after glass, the tawny wine was cold and swaying, slowly, the joy was filled with bitterness, she looked at the people around her in a daze, and she couldn't find the vague figure she had been waiting for.

She put down the wine glass in her hand, held on to the table, staggered to her feet, felt nauseous, covered her mouth, lowered her head and bent down and rushed out of the door. Bang and hit a guy in the chest. She couldn't help it, "Gross." The person who was hit was wearing a suit, and her clothes were soiled by her recklessness, but he was not angry, his eyebrows and eyes were calm landscape paintings, but he did not reveal a burst of indifference and alienation in tenderness.

He didn't speak, he held the girl in his left hand, his right hand naturally stretched out, caressing her rickety back, Qi Xiaoyu looked up, the person in front of him was as ethereal as a ghost, and the walls were turning. She was vague, "Thanks... Thank. ”

He knew she was drunk, took off his vomit-stained suit, and just stood quietly beside her, his every move in his mind. Qi Xiaoyu's big eyes were hazy with tears, like crumbling dewdrops on the tips of green leaves in the morning. Moving.

Qi Xiaoyu, "Is that you?" ”

Qi Wenyan's eyes were bloodshot, and intertwined thoughts filled his eyes, and when he heard the girl's question, he couldn't help but take her hand and hug her. Tears slid down her face, "You're here?" She raised her hand and slowly stroked his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, like a thrilling face carved by the heavens, "I can't see what you look like, but I know you're ......"

The hand suddenly stopped at the thin lips, and she clearly remembered that Qi Wenyan had no scum.

Struggling to break free of her embrace, she pushed the person in front of her away in a panic, "Get out!" Running the embroidered lotus wave until out of KTV. Qi Wenyan's eyes changed from longing and sadness to endless distress, he followed the girl unhurriedly, watching her get drunk, watching her cry, and following the street corner indifferently, the street lamp stretched her figure, the light reflected her face at the end, and played the lonely song humming in her mouth on the cold night.

"Am I ...... The person you love the most. ”

"Why don't you speak, hold your cold hand and don't move, it makes me so sad."

"I ...... Isn't it the person you love the most?"

"I'm not supposed to be ......"

She asked the heavens and the earth, asked the wordless street lamp, clanged, and fell to the ground unwillingly, lying on the ground drunk and confused, the light was dazzling on a bent figure, he didn't speak, like a fierce moth under the lamplight, quietly, stubbornly, looking at her.

Three poles on the sun.

Qi Xiaoyu sneezed, rubbed the tip of her nose, the white bed was full of the tempting perfume smell of red roses, and she saw the unfamiliar environment around her clearly, and in an instant, the comfort in the quilt was panicked, she hurriedly lifted the quilt and found that the coat on her body was taken off, and at this time she was wearing a dress that did not belong to her, and an incredible idea was inserted into her head.

On the floor under the bed, scattered men's suit clothes became ironclad evidence of this early morning, she hammered her head a few times, her brain was clearer, squatted down and rummaged through her clothes restlessly, with a light click, a high-end cowhide hardcover brown leather bag fell out of the pocket of the suit jacket, she looked at the album of the leather bag in a daze, the strange male mature face, the age on the ID card was five years older than her.

She threw down the ironclad evidence that could be used as a court, ran away with her clothes, but outside the toilet door, she stopped quietly, listening to the sound of rushing water from inside, her mind was dazed, and she was afraid for a while, she ran out of the hotel in fear, bare white feet, burst into tears on the street, biting her lower lip, but she didn't dare to cry openly, she was drunk herself, fell on the street, what should she do now......

In the crowd, she looked at the indifferent faces around her, as if laughing at her, and for the first time, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a familiar number.

The glass window of the hotel, the sun fell bleakly shining on the scattered clothes, he put the towel on the wet broken hair, looked at the messy bed quilt, and the girl who had fled, and felt lost in his heart, "You and my freedom ......"

The music in the toilet sounded, his eyebrows were nervous, his thin lips pursed slightly, he turned around slowly, picked up the mobile phone mechanically, and with a beep, the ringtone of the mobile phone stopped by itself.

Qi Xiaoyu hugged her knees, looked down and saw the yellow talisman hanging around her neck, with the word "peace" written on it, the mobile phone she was holding in her hand slipped to the ground at this time, and it was a phone that was hung up by herself for more than ten seconds, she didn't dare, she didn't dare to tell him, at this time, she knew that the world was not black and white, it was a chaotic gray, and the fog and dust messed up her clear eyes in the past.

I thought ...... The world is beautiful.

She was so numb that she couldn't move her feet, so she raised her head slightly to covet this gray world, secretly picked up the cold mobile phone, and typed a few words to Luo Feifei with her fingers - come to my house.

Luo Feifei was so happy last night, she took Li Cannan all the way to the night street, eating and drinking, happy and happy, and slept until the noon sun, until the mobile phone vibrate, her hazy sleepy eyes opened slightly, and her right eyelid jumped three times in a row, she picked up the mobile phone from the bedside, and saw the short three words sent by Qi Xiaoyu on the screen, and her heart was inexplicably a little uneasy.

Li Cannan stood on the wide balcony of his house, looking up at the golden sun, smiling like the morning sun, today is a good day, the sun is shining, he hates Qi Xiaoyu, because she hurt the person in his heart, he can't love, he can't hate, he can only pretend to be happy under the sun, the feelings he cherishes in his heart, but she gets it easily, and she is not willing to hurt it at all.

He hates her, but he hates lovers who can come out of the world in the daylight.

"My hatred for you will not be ...... after today"