In the cup on the desk, there is still half of the water. Lin Muhan picked up the cup and put it on the windowsill. The wind outside the window blew into the room, swept over the rim of the cup, and caused the water in the cup to ripple gently.

It's past 20:00 now.

She didn't want to sleep yet. She moved her chair to the window, and lay on the windowsill, motionless at the glass of water. It was dark outside the window, and from time to time there was the rustle of the wind blowing through the flowers and plants. Everything seemed more silent.

On the desk next to her, there was her mobile phone. Just now, Yang Zihao kept sending messages to her, and the ding-ding-ding-ding-ding- She turned her phone to silent, not bothering to pay attention to the messages. She didn't want to talk to anyone.

Lin Muhan looked at the glass of water and gently tapped the cup with his fingernails, making a pleasant sound.

"Wang! Barking! "There were a few dog barks outside the window.

She was startled, the sound was harsh in the quiet of the night. The dog barked a few more times, and then fell silent. Everything is still as quiet as it was before.

Lin Muhan picked up the cup and drank all the water in one go, and then let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the troubles in his heart. She got up and turned off the lights in the room, plunging the room into darkness. Then an orange light lit up in the corner.

Just as Lin Muhan turned on the small table lamp at the head of the bed, a gust of wind blew in, and with a "pop", something was blown off the ground. She looked back, and the dim light shone on a piece of paper on the ground.

A blue post-it note that was folded and put in the phone case and then taken out and opened again.

She picked up the paper, held it in her hand and looked at it, and a breath of anger inexplicably rose in her heart, causing her to smash the paper on the ground.

A piece of paper is still a piece of paper after all, and no matter how you smash it, it is a piece of paper. And the sound it made when it was smashed on the ground was no different from the sound of being blown down to the ground by the wind, it was still the same "pop".

Lin Muhan sat on the edge of the bed with her face covered, thinking about why she always had to create trouble, why she was always dominated by emotions, and why she always couldn't get what she really wanted......

Her eyes were red, she looked up and sniffed, blinking to calm herself. She hadn't been able to give herself an answer, she couldn't think of it, and she didn't want to think about it again.

The wind outside the window became stronger, and the sound was cheering. Lin Muhan got up and went to close the window a little smaller, and then lowered his head to look at the paper on the ground. Then he bent down to pick it up, took a pen from the pen holder on his desk, and added a time after the date on the paper, 12:35. Then I folded it carefully again, found a small envelope and put the paper in it, and then put the envelope into the document bag that I carried with me in my school bag.

I looked at the clock, and it was almost early in the morning, and she was sleepy.

"Smack." The bedside lamp was turned off.

……

In the past few days, Lin Muhan seems to have changed as a different person, silent all day long. Zhao Xiaoqing wanted to ask her what was wrong, but she stared at her and held back, but she also guessed that it might be because of Zheng Kaifeng's matter, and sighed helplessly.

Fang Shuling came back to class, she didn't know why Lin Muhan hadn't seen her for a few days and became so cold, and quietly ran to ask Yang Zihao what was wrong with her. Yang Zihao told Lin Muhan these things, but Lin Muhan just said "oh" and didn't say anything more.

……

At this moment, Yang Zihao was watching her from the side.

Lin Muhan stared at Yang Zihao coldly, a sympathetic expression appeared on his face, and he winked at her.

She rolled her eyes at Yang Zihao and lowered her head to do her homework.

"I said, don't you do that. I know Kaifeng is sad that you are sorry for rejecting you, but you also ......" Lin Muhan didn't wait for Yang Zihao to finish speaking, and raised his finger to his mouth to signal him to be quiet.

Yang Zihao shook his head: "Alas." Okay, I won't say anything, I hope you don't feel sad anymore. ”

Lin Muhan said "um" for a moment and continued to write his homework.

……

After writing the last homework, Lin Muhan looked up at the clock in the classroom, and there were still twenty minutes left before the night study was over.

She thought about it, took out her diary and turned a new page, pressing it under the book to prevent Yang Zihao from seeing what she was writing.

"I just want to start a relationship again, to have someone to walk with me so I can forget about him...... But what I did only made me miss him more in the end...... It's me who lost...... Tomorrow is his birthday and I want to go back to him......"