She said rhetorical questions dispel silence.

Now, she was also silenced by a rhetorical question.

The two walked out of the game city, not lucky, they went home in the same direction.

In the bleak night of winter, there are few pedestrians on the road, and the high sky is full of stars, and the dry and cold air freezes the stars to freeze their eyes.

"You say, will it snow in Hong Kong City this year?"

He Tianran said without a match.

"I've only been in Hong Kong City for a few years? You should know this better than I do. ”

Wen Liang replied a little stiffly.

The boy remembered that the city he grew up in had only snowed once, and that was when his mother got on a plane and left him.

He Tianran said: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how have you been preparing for the exam recently?" ”

Wen Liang said: "Let's not be so polite." ”

Buzz –

Taking out his mobile phone, He Tianran received a message from Cao Aiqing.

"Why didn't you come to the evening self-study? I'm going to keep track of my attendance! But if you eat with your family, I'll help you hide it once! Remember to thank me tomorrow~"

The boy didn't reply, and subconsciously took back his phone.

He didn't want to contact Cao Aiqing in front of Wen Liang, whether it was the one he loved before or the one he was by his side now.

"Your little girlfriend?" Wen Liang asked.

He Tianran shook his head, "No, we broke up." ”

Wen Liang was not too surprised by this answer: "Sure enough, it came and went quickly, how did you get together in the first place?" ”

Talking about this, He Tianran smiled bitterly and made a strange analogy: "It's a bit similar to a blind date." ”

"Huh?"

"She has a crush on me, and I want to try to like her, at least I don't hate her. But it seems that I take it for granted, she also has her own persistence and understanding, so she broke up temporarily, which can be regarded as giving each other a ...... Transition? But since the goals of the two are together, many things in the future will come naturally, so I said that this is like a blind date. ”

Wen Liang said silently after hearing this: "This statement is unusual, but is it really good to do this?" ”

He Tianran said seriously: "I also feel a little sorry, try my best to make up for it in the future, as long as she still likes me." ”

The short-haired girl glanced sideways at him inexplicably.

"Are you having a problem with your brain?"

"What's wrong?"

"Forget it, it's okay if you like it, and when it comes to feelings, you can do it yourself."

What Wen Liang originally wanted to express was that he wanted He Tianran to be kind to himself, and since he had accepted the reality, he didn't have to force himself to prove to anyone that he was doing well.

But when the words came to her lips, she selfishly hoped that He Tianran was not doing well and had a better life.

This kind of emotion is not about love or non-love, it is just pure hope.

The moon in the sky was hazy, and the moonlight became weak and weak, but also tangled.

He Tianran couldn't help but sneak a glance at the girl beside him.

At this time, the person in the memory and the person around him coincide.

He distinguishes between different souls, but that doesn't mean he lets go completely, or that he doesn't need to let go of anything at all.

Otherwise, he would not have asked the question of whether he would be happy in the future, and he would not have worked hard towards the previously unheard of directing profession.

September's aftershocks still reeled his psyche, but he had learned to handle it in a better way.

Put it down.

Two words, eleven strokes.

There are very few people who can really do it throughout the ages.

He Tianran just chose to accept it.

Before I knew it, He Tianran was home.

He stopped, and then stopped.

"It's just a street away, so there's no need to send it."

The short-haired girl didn't look back and left a sentence, her tone was very free, the neon of the city, the speeding car lights, and the dim street lamps alternated on her body, she tightened the clothes on her body, and the whole person gradually drifted away, and her body flickered brightly and darkly.

The road home ahead was bright, but her back was full of loneliness.

He Tianran's legs followed uncontrollably.

They kept a distance not close or far, Wen Liang's footsteps paused, and He Tianran also paused, but they all tacitly did not break this behavior.

They all know that the distance between the two now is not measured by a street or a road.

He Tianran's mind flashed the scene of Wen Liang holding his hand and taking him to eat Chongqing noodles, and he was too shy at that time, so he silently followed behind her.

So, the boy was supposed to be a handful of clay, and since then he has met 'her', and this is how he has the appearance of porcelain.

The moonlight finally shrouded the two figures again on a dimly lit small street.

Wen Liang turned his head, and by the faint moonlight, the two looked at each other from afar.

Affection and parting have always been a pair of old enemies, and in the end, He Tianran just didn't want to see the ending like this.

He wanted to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, the person opposite shook his head, and there was darkness in his eyes, some lost souls, and some resolute.

"I ...... I'll send it to you......"

The clumsiness under that cover seemed to return to He Tianran at this moment, and he opened his mouth to explain.

"How long can you send me? Both 'she' and I hate your lack of decisiveness. ”

Wen Liang said that she was the only one who agreed with the other self, she couldn't hold back, and said something in her heart:

"Naturally, when 'she' disappeared, I thought that if it weren't for the appearance of 'her', I would not like a boy who was ridiculed in the class, withdrawn and even a little eccentric, but at that time, I found that I couldn't put myself in my shoes, because the experience in my mind constantly pulled me into a bottomless quagmire, making me hover between sobriety and illusion......"

"You're right, I'm really not 'her', but even if I'm resisting, struggling, and not having a real feeling, this is also 'my' memory, I will empathize, you're right, 'she' has really changed us, when you say we see each other less, I also feel glad for myself, because we are all running away and don't dare to face each other's ......"

She took a deep breath, held her heart in her hands, and said slowly with a lonely expression:

"But as time went on, I couldn't wait to know what you thought of me, and I even humbly thought that if you insisted on treating me as 'her', I would be okay even if I did it once...... Just ...... Continue that prank......"

"However, today you gave me a blow to the head, and I want to thank you for what you said today, because it coincides with the little bit of conflict left in my heart, that little bit of self. The moment you say you can tell the difference, it was you who pulled me out of the mire, and it was time for me to say goodbye to 'her', and I kept thinking about how to respond to your words along the way, and it wasn't until now that I really thought of the answer, thank you, naturally, just send me here. ”

So, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, as if all the burdens, all the confusion, condensed into this sentence-

"I'm fine...... You're ...... Don't hurt me again......"