Yu Shangen was still happy for Qiao Nan's frankness one second, but the next second it was as if cold water had been poured on him. Obviously, by saying this, Jonan showed his distrust of himself and himself. Maybe he didn't think she particularly liked him. In fact, Yu Shangen is not afraid of anything, but is afraid that what he expects will only be all his fantasies in the end. Who doesn't like who enough will still be estranged in half a year......

Anyway, dreams are dreams after all, and waking up early is also a relief.

"Okay." She looked at him, expecting that if Jonan took back what she had just said, she would continue to joke. But in Qiao Nan's eyes, there was not astonishment, but relief. "After watching this movie, go home." After speaking, Yu Shangen stood up and walked out of the door alone.

Movies are like love, short and reluctant. It's just an hour, and she feels the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of the protagonist. Also in this hour, she seems to feel her former self quietly turning back, she is not the protagonist, but she has also experienced such joys and sorrows.

"Then I'll go first." Yu Shangen smiled as hard as he could, then raised his eyes to look at the people around him. But I don't know where Qiao Nan, who was still by her side just now, is the boy holding his girlfriend's hand now. She panicked, and she looked through the crowd. In the past, she could always find him at a glance in the sea of people, but the original glittering figure is now so dim that it has disappeared.

"Do you really can't wait to leave?" Yu Shangen lowered his eyes, and bean-sized tears poured down, forming a stream of heat that moistened every hot cell on his cheeks.

Night came, the day came for a long time, but it ended like a white horse. The lights outside the window are particularly bright tonight. The reason why the lamp shines is because there is darkness behind it. But no matter how bright it is, after all, there is darkness behind him, and only darkness in this world will exist forever.

Aung Ang fell asleep obediently in his arms, and suddenly the bell broke the silence, and Aung Ang jumped out of his dream in fright.

"Hey, Mom."

"Why, don't you seem to be happy to hear the voice?"

"Nothing. But Mom, what's the matter with you calling at this time? Your time is so precious. ”

"Your dad and I are on our way back, do you want to prepare something to meet us?" Father's laughter came from the other end of the line.

"It's good to come back, come back quickly, I'll wait for you at home." A smile finally appeared on Yu Shangen's face.

When I turned on the light, the room suddenly lit up a lot. There seem to be some footprints on the wooden floor, she has been lazy and hasn't cleaned it properly these days, and this situation is seen by her parents, and it must be a must-have.

After the garbage was collected, the ground was also mopped, and although the TV was newly bought not long ago, Yu Shangen also wiped it. She opened the door and went to the staircase to throw out the trash, and when she came back, she closed the door and snuggled up on the couch. She called out to Aung Aang. Strangely enough, whenever she was lying down and sitting, Aung Ang would soon rush out of a corner and jump on her.

But she shouted for a long time and didn't respond. She began to search, and found no sign of Angang in every corner of the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, and hall. I opened the door and went out just now, afraid that Aung Ang would be locked out. But when she opened the door, she didn't see the white swaying little body in the dark.

I'm not going to run downstairs. Yu Shangen was anxious. She closed the door and ran downstairs. The floor is not high, on the fourth floor. Yu Shangen searched for every door next to each other, but he didn't see Angang. Soon she appeared on the street, and there were very few people on the street, and the cars could be counted, but the little one was nowhere to be seen.

There is a small store not far from the community, which has not yet closed. The store had a change of owner not long ago, as if because of what was going on here. She walked in, and the owner of the commissary was sitting, wearing a hat in the middle of the night, and burying his head all the time, and his hands buried under the table. The dim light made the commissary even more cramped, and there was a sense of breathless oppression, and the clock on the wall already showed eleven o'clock. The door hadn't even closed at this time, she muttered to herself.

"Excuse me, did you hear a dog barking around here just now?" Yu Shangen asked tentatively, trying to see the face under the hat. In the next second, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Shengen, his face covered with an eerie smile.

"Yes." He slowly stood up, holding Angang, who was covered in blood.