There was a long silence in the car.

In the middle of the night, the boy with his head hanging back leaned back and leaned in the leather seat in the back seat of the police car.

Blood trickled down his forehead and into his dark hairline.

He smiled.

Or just a thin cold and mocking tugging at the corner of his lower lip.

"No one," You Lie said hoarsely, "Our enmity has nothing to do with anyone else." ”

“……”

Xia Yidie never thought that the first time in her life that she would hand in her paper early would be in the English test room of her college entrance examination.

Like the whole exam, she was like a cold, rational thinking robot, confirmed the name and test number, confirmed the answer sheet to fill in, then picked up the folder, got up, went to the front row to hand the exam paper to the teacher, nodded, and finally turned around and walked out of the classroom.

The folder was stuffed into her school bag, and she used too much force, and the sharp corners cut a cut on her finger.

Bright red blood poured out at once.

The girl slowly clenched her fingers.

The next second, she picked up her schoolbag and ran towards the staircase.

It was also the most absurd and crazy part of Xia Kites's life, and it was the first time that she went crazy and ran forward regardless of the fact that she was extremely cautious and cautious at every step of her life.

Running to the breath full of blood, to rushing out of the unfamiliar school gate, to running through the strange and surprised faces.

"Classmate—hey!"

I don't know who stopped in front of her with the microphone, Xia Kites couldn't dodge, the two bumped together, and she staggered to the ground.

The hot touch was covered by numbness in a moment.

Xia Kitese got up, without looking at the people on the ground and the chaotic crowd, she finally rushed to the side of the street and stopped the first taxi.

The scenery along the way is blurry like in a dream.

Xia Butterfly no longer remembered how she returned to the villa area, how she saw Aunt Zhao running over in a panic with a sad face, and whispered something anxiously and worriedly in her ear.

She said that Xia Butterfly couldn't hear clearly.

After that shred of reason was exhausted, there was only one name in her mind at the moment.

"You Lie."

The girl's soft voice seemed to be trapped in the desert for a few days without water: "Auntie, is You Lie back?" ”

"It's nothing big for others...... Yes...... Tsuyoi went to the police station......"

Aunt Zhao's intermittent voice echoed in her ears.

At this moment, Xia Butterfly finally heard the sound of her heartbeat.

She closed her eyes.

"Okay."

Without the slightest extra strength to speak, she shook her head and refused all Aunt Zhao's kindness, Xia Butterfly slowly walked towards the stairs.

Everything is still vague behind it.

All she remembered was that she sat blankly by the bed for a long time, and then she saw her ghostly self in the mirror.

So the girl slowly got up, took off her school uniform, and changed into a long skirt to cover the bloody wound on her knee.

Then she went downstairs.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, like a puppet that had only been dismantled, holding the water cup that Aunt Zhao worriedly placed on the coffee table, she took a few sips, and choked a few sips.

Wait until it's dark.

At a certain moment, the door of the villa entrance suddenly opened-

The girl on the couch froze.

The glass almost fell out of her hand, and she didn't move, sitting on the outermost sofa closest to the door, and turned her head towards the entrance.

You Lie is back.

The white shirt and black trousers were soaked with blood, of different shades, and the wound on his forehead had been cleaned and treated, but his face was even more cold and lonely.

He lowered his eyes and stepped out of the hallway, wounded.

The unchanged black leather shoes stepped on the carpet, and You Lie came in without a sound.

Xia Butterfly didn't remember when she started to hold her breath, she just looked at him without saying a word, watching him approach, she felt that he should be as if she didn't exist, she should just walk over like that.

But You Lie stopped.

The blood-stained coat was casually discarded by him, and the boy lowered his eyes coldly, and his lacquered eyes seemed to sweep over the stiff girl sitting on the sofa without emotion.

It was clean, and I changed into a long skirt.

Except for her hair tied in a long ponytail, she didn't wear glasses, and her dress was beautiful, as if she was no different from the girl she had seen for the first time.

[Even if you give her your heart, she won't care at all.] ]

You Lie lowered his eyes and snorted softly.

He slowly crouched down.

"Xia Kite," You Lie's voice was very hoarse, cold and heavy, but he smiled, and didn't care about the bruise on the corner of his lips, "You can't pretend to care about me." ”

“……”

The girl's lips twitched slightly.

"You Lie," Xia Butterfly whispered, lowering her eyelids, "You go upstairs to rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow, okay." ”

“… Yes. ”

You Lie laughed dumbly, he supported his knees, and his figure stiffened before slowly getting up.

The black ink stained his eyes.

The boy turned around, took two steps out of the way with cold indifference, and then stopped with his long legs.

As if a trace of irrepressible emotion crossed the tail of his eyes, tearing open the cold and lonely skin, he turned around, stepped to the sofa, took the girl's arm, and leaned over—

In Aunt Zhao's exclamation, You Lie carried the girl on the sofa on her shoulder.

He turned and walked towards the stairs.

The sky was dizzy, the blood rushed into her head, Xia Kitedie's eyes were dark, and the weightlessness made her almost faint. But in the end, she didn't even shout.

The stairs were so far away from her, the ground was getting higher and higher, and she thought she might have to go to the intensive care unit if she fell.

The first floor is transferred to the platform, and the platform is transferred to the second floor.

The second floor goes up again.

Xia Kites's heart trembled, and her voice was still quiet: "You Lie." ”

“……”

You Lie didn't hear it and continued upstairs.

"You forgot," Xia Butterfly closed her eyes, "You said, outsiders, you can't go up to the third floor." ”

"Yes."

You Lie laughed self-deprecatingly, cold and cold-

"I'm cheap."

Chapter 39: On the Road

That day was the first time that Xia Butterfly went up to the third floor.

It's a pity that it was carried up, and almost nothing can be seen. I only remember that after You Lie went upstairs, he turned directly to the west side, walked to the end, and went straight into a large bedroom that was transparent from north to south.

He closed the door, locked it, and moved into the room.

Before Xia Butterfly was almost about to faint, she felt You Lie bend her knees.

The center of gravity falls backwards uncontrollably—

Xia Butterfly didn't know what was in front of You Lie's legs or behind her, but she didn't even have the idea of resisting. She thought that it would be good if she could faint if she bumped into something, at least it would be much better than the guilt of the top, and the eyes that pierced into her heart like ice ridges in the face of You Lie.

It's a sofa.

The closest to the door, the softest place to put her down.

You Lie didn't choose, he just subconsciously walked over.

The action of throwing the man down was rough, but the girl's slender and fragile back of the neck was instinctively held against him by raising his hand to support it, so it was his bloodstained phalanges that slammed on the cushions of the dark blue leather sofa.

His figure followed her.

The long legs with sharp and smooth lines were folded, and the knees rested between the girl's legs. You Lie curled up on his waist and abdomen, supported the back of her neck with one hand, and half of his body lay above her.

The lacquered eyes fell from top to bottom, dark and dull.

He tugged at his thin lips.

It's like a smile, but it's full of cool eyes.

Xia Butterfly stared at the corner of his lips, the wound in that place was broken again, and a little red blood beads oozed out. But his shirt was dyed red from white, and the injury didn't stop here.

Xia Butterfly didn't dare to think about it.

The girl's delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly closed under You Lie's hovering lacquered eyes.

Her fair, slender body was just below him, and the closing of her eyes at this time was more equivalent to some kind of acquiescence that was enough to tear off the last string of You Lie's sanity.

You Lie held the knuckles on the back of the girl's neck and tightened suddenly, and he forced her to raise her chin slightly, and opened her eyes to look at him:

"What is this," You Lie said in a hoarse voice, he smiled, but the tone of his eyes was unprecedentedly cold, "Make up for it?" Or is it another conditional exchange for you? ”

Xia Butterfly opened her mouth, but in the end, she swallowed the explanation.