That year's Qingwu Concubine Yang

After Qing Wu left, Concubine Ling began to pack her things. It was almost an hour after she finished packing. Concubine Ling leaned on the bed and sent a message to Qing Wu: "Are you home?" Let's go, Ling Fei thought, carrying her bag and locking the door, riding a motorcycle back to the residence near the school,

Concubine Ling has always been disciplined in her life. The room is clean and tidy, and there is no need for special cleaning. She vacated half of the closet, and tidied up the dressing table.

The eyes fell on the bed. The bed was covered with sky-blue ocean-patterned sheets, quilt cover and pillowcase. It looked spacious and soft, but it was not like a girl's bed, because there was no doll on the bed. Generally, girls' beds are more or less At least one or two dolls.

Concubine Ling doesn't like dolls. The first reason is that she is used to living and sleeping alone, and her heart is strong enough to not need the company of dolls. Another reason is that she is afraid that once her heart becomes soft, she will never return to it. She has always insisted on being hard, but once her heart is not hard enough, it is easy for feelings to take advantage of it.Falling in love with someone is tantamount to giving her the right to hurt you, and she doesn't want to give this right to anyone.

But now, she doesn't think so anymore, she finds out that when she likes someone, from her fingertips to her heart, from her brain to her soul, they are all surrounded by pure white clouds, light and soft, as if floating in heaven.There seems to be nothing wrong with the soft feeling in the bottom of her heart. Whenever she thinks of the feeling of soft jade and warm embrace, Concubine Ling can't help laughing.Who would like to be alone, just don't want to be disappointed.

Picking up the phone to check, it was already three o'clock, and she sent a WeChat message to Qing Wu: "Have you finished the review? What's the result?" However, the news was still like a stone sink, and there was no news at all.Maybe she was chatting with her mother, Concubine Ling explained to herself, picked up a book and read it.

But this book was not easy to read. Concubine Ling was holding the book in her hand, but her eyes were looking at the phone from time to time. It was like this until five o'clock. It was time for dinner. She picked up the phone and flipped through it several times, but there was still no news. Could it be There is a problem with my own wireless network, but it is very smooth to check the information on the web.

Concubine Ling walked back and forth in the room restlessly, thinking that if Qing Wu returned to school early, the two of them could have dinner together, but why didn't she say a word back to herself?Nothing will happen, will it?Concubine Ling's feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

She picked up the phone and sent her a text message directly: "Are you busy? If you are busy, at least reply me with a busy message. I am sure you are safe." After sending the text message and waiting for more than ten minutes, there was still no reply.

Concubine Ling couldn't help calling, but there was no answer on the other side. She called one after another. When she made the fourth call, the other party finally responded, but it was a cold system prompt: "You dial The user is currently on the phone, please dial later..." Obviously the other party hung up the phone, Ling Fei looked at the phone and frowned, why did she hang up on me?Are you busy.Concubine Ling called again, but this time there was no answer again.

When she was about to call again, Qing Wu finally sent back a WeChat message: "Concubine Yang Ling, let's stop contacting each other."

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Concubine Ling was stunned for a moment, she repeated the eleven short words more than a dozen times before she was sure that she read it correctly.

But what does the phrase, "We're not in touch anymore," mean?Concubine Ling felt very confused. She doubted her Chinese level for the first time after living for more than [-] years. She couldn't read, understand, or refuse to understand the meaning of these eight short characters.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm a bit confused,"

"Qingwu, don't scare me, okay?"

Concubine Ling asked a series of questions, her heart seemed to be hung on a fire by a thin rope, and Qing Wu's answer might be a strong hand pulling her back to a safe place, or it might be a pair of sharp scissors Cut the string and drop her into the fire.

However, she did not answer, which kept her hanging on the fire and being tortured continuously.

"Qing Wu?"

"What's going on, it's fine this morning."

"Do you think we're moving too fast for your liking?"

"Or what happened to your family?"

"Or what did I do wrong that disgusted you?"

"Can you talk to me about something? Let's solve it together."

After thinking about it, Qing Wu sent several messages but did not reply. Concubine Ling stared at the screen and waited. Suddenly, the bell rang, and Qing Wu replied: "You are right, I just don't want to be together, I don't want to continue , for no reason."

…Concubine Ling felt her breathing was suffocating, her eyes blurred, and she almost fainted. She threw the phone away and threw herself on the bed, lying powerlessly, but lying down, her body curled up unconsciously. Shrimp shape, both hands retracted on the chest, heart, really hurts, why is this?

Concubine Ling struggled to sit up, found her mobile phone, and sent her a message gently, as if a death row prisoner was begging for his sentence: "Qingwu, don't do this, okay? I really like you .”

The message has been sent, but the system prompts: The other party rejected your message.

She blocked me.Concubine Ling felt so cold, it was a chill from the soul, she pressed her left hand to her chest desperately, stayed there for a while, and tentatively made a phone call, and sure enough, the system gave a cold reminder: The user you dialed Powered off...