Dont look at me

Yu Meng didn't speak.

The meaning of rejection is obvious.

Ao Ge didn't wait for his answer at all.

He took a step forward and hugged him gently.

The tall man's breath was cool, but strangely warm, the same as the first time he took the initiative to hug, with a hint of distress, less tough and fierce, as if he was holding a piece of fragile glass, cautious but resolute and sincere.

He buried himself in Yu Meng's neck, breathing shallowly, gently brushing over that position, his voice got closer, as if it came directly from his ears into his body.

"What you said has nothing to do with the two of us. I still want to hear you tell me yourself." Like a lonely desert traveler, he wanted to get the rain that was close at hand, and he insisted helplessly.

"do you like me?"

Yu Meng's hands were hanging by his sides, he froze, he wanted to respond but couldn't.

It turns out that it is so difficult to reject a person who has been longing for for a long time.

Yu Meng's eyes were gloomy, and her voice was soft, "My grandpa passed away." He curled up his fingers, trembling slightly, "On the third day after he left, I went to West Street to buy an ice cream, which tasted like chocolate. I ate while I went to the orchestra and got to work."

"No tears, no decadence, it's like, just died a person who didn't want to do it." He pushed Ao Ge away, "Yu Dacheng is right, I am a monster."

Yu Meng laughed at herself, "Actually, I don't know what liking is. I just want to be close to you, but now, I don't want to."

He said silently in his heart, I am a person standing at the mouth of a hurricane, surrounded by storms, and I have to bear the misfortune of raging and drifting, and I am not qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with others.

He wanted to say, stay away from monsters.He wants to say, I believe in you, but I don't believe in myself.He also wanted to say, I really, really like the feeling of being held by you.

But in the end, he only said three words, "Forget it."

The light in Ao Ge's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he took a step back.

Like an accusation, but also concealed tenderness, he said, "You have a bad temper, you speak a vicious tongue, you are indifferent to others, you have a bad personality, and you are very possessive. You can do whatever you think of."

"First, I rushed to my heart, and then I wanted to pretend that nothing happened, and turned and left."

Ao Ge stood there coldly with his hands in his pockets, his indifferent breath spread, his gentleness suddenly disappeared, as if he had returned to the time when they met for the first time, his body was covered with that cold and inaccessible residual, extremely strange .

But he felt helpless against the irresistible fact in his heart, his eyes were sad, and he said as if giving up, "I can't let go of you who are so cruel."

He said, "A lot of things, if you don't tell me, I won't ask. I will wait until the day you are willing to tell me everything."

He said, "I respect your decision, I will not get close to you, and I will not force you. I will not interfere with your plans or your ideas."

"But you can't reject me against your heart, I don't accept it."

The corner of the man's lips curled up, revealing a seemingly innocent and harmless smile, as if he had turned around indifferently, his broad back was still straight, as if separated by a thick layer of ice-like wall.

"Remember that question you asked me earlier?"

In his mind, he recalled the appearance of the boy in the dim light that day, with his chin raised high, his eyes full of disgust and guard, "Do you like me?"

That moment in memory turned out to be warm.

He chuckled and said, "Can you ask again."

Yu Meng lowered her head and leaned against the wall weakly. After a long silence, she opened her mouth, "Do you like me?"

Ao Ge quickly replied, "Well, I like it, I really like it."

After the words fell, he raised his foot, walking leisurely, getting further and further away.

It seems that all the emotions have been taken back.

Decisive and brutal.

I once read a book called "The Selfish Gene". I think it is written in line with human nature, ah no, to be precise, it is my nature.

Selfish, extreme, unscrupulous, in fact, I am worse than you.

But I will go against my instincts, against my nature, always cherish you, always watch you.

So what if I can't get it, I want to engrave myself on your bones, on your heart.

Make you forget even if you want to.

Don't worry, the future will be long.

There was darkness in his heart, but he said goodbye lightly on his face.

Free and easy.

"Goodbye, Mengmeng."

Yu Meng looked at his back, and unconsciously raised her arms, as if to grab him.

But he withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist.

It seems that there are thousands of ravines and abysses in the middle.

The temperature is getting colder.

This season, it rains non-stop.

It seems to feel the desolation of the city, and the sky is crying.

The sound of "cracking" rain did not add any sense of excitement.

Instead, it seemed more lonely.

Huo Yousi was sitting in the office, with long hair casually scattered on his shoulders, with some melancholy in his eyes, staring at the files on the computer in silence.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and without raising his head, he said casually, "Come in."

The man who walked in had a handsome face. He wore glasses on the bridge of his nose and was wearing a light gray Tang suit, like someone who came out of an ancient painting.

With a smile on his lips, he greeted naturally, "Mr. Huo, long time no see."

Huo Yousi was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time for her lips to move, "...Kang Suinian?"

Kang Suinian walked up to him, across the table, with a gentle face, "What, are you scared? We haven't seen each other for six or seven years."

Huo Yousi was surprised and hid some other emotions. He regained his composure and said lightly, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Of course I want your help." Kang Suinian sat down gracefully.

Huo Yousi raised her eyebrows, "Yo, the majestic Kang family also needs the help of a little teacher like me?"

Kang Suinian couldn't hold back his laughter, "He's 30 years old, and he still says he's a little teacher, so he's still so shameless."

Huo Yousi had black lines all over her hair, and said impatiently, "Say something quickly, and get out of here."

"You should have received the email, right?" Kang Suinian stopped teasing him and went straight to the point.

Huo Yousi was very cautious, "What email?"

"Yu Meng's father, the evidence of bribing some people." Kang Suinian said slowly, "Don't be nervous, he is not only your student, but also my godson. I can still see these little tricks."

He propped his chin, squinted his eyes, an old man, but his posture was extravagant and charming, "Of course, I didn't come to stop you from helping, but to add more firewood." He said softly with gentle eyes.

"Let the rain in City B be a little harder."

The Yu family was overcast at this time.

Yu Xincheng's mood became more and more unstable, and he seldom went to the company, staying at home smoking and drinking all the time.

The whole person was filled with anxiety.

The house was not as tidy and clean as before. Liang Qian went downstairs with a tired face. She looked at the mess and couldn't get angry. She complained sharply, "Isn't it just being interrogated by the police?! You became Useless?! Do you know that there is almost no place for you in the family now?"

She was disappointed and angry, "What happened this time was all done by your good son Yu Meng! He was obviously under control all the time, but now he can't even find anyone!"

"If you don't solve the problem, just drink at home! What's the use!"

Yu Dacheng's face was flushed and his eyes were cloudy. He stood up, threw the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, and shouted loudly, "Where is Han Lin?! Where is Han Lin!"

Liang Qian looked at him insanely, unable to say anything, didn't want to look at him again, turned around and went upstairs.

Yu Fangqiao was awakened by their voices.

I came out of the room, still pulling the suitcase, and I have lived at home for some time, but I really can't bear this atmosphere.

He frowned, and when he passed by the living room, he looked at Yu Dacheng irritably.

"Dad, brother Han Ling hasn't been here for a long time, so he should go back to grandpa."

After he finished speaking, he left the house without looking back.

In comparison, the school is better.

But on the way, he changed his destination, and the persistent energy that he had suppressed for a long time could not hold back after all.

And Yu Dacheng, who had become a waste at home, was still holding the wine bottle, immersed in alcohol.

In a daze, a figure appeared in front of him.

Rubbing his eyes, he saw clearly.

It's Yu Meng.

He also held a box in his hand.

"Why are you here? Did you come to see my joke?" Yu Dacheng grinned.

Yu Meng put the box in front of him, and said in a calm tone, "I'm here to give you a gift. It's something you've been hiding before. It must be very painful for me to steal it for so long."

He looked at Yu Dacheng, with a trace of ironic pity in his eyes, "It's just that you don't cherish when you're alive, but you start thinking about things when you're dead, it's too ridiculous."

Yu Dacheng took another sip of wine, looked up at the ceiling, "Do you know why I dislike your existence so much?"

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had aged decades, "Because it was you, you, Yu Meng, who killed Duan Yue!" He straightened up and stared at Yu Meng fiercely, "Why do you hate me? Why do others accuse me?! Why?!"

"You are a heartless monster! Why wasn't you the one who died in the first place?!"

"Why didn't you die?!"

Yu Meng took a step back and looked at his hysterical appearance, his expression was still cold, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

Only in the end, he showed a sad smile.

I'm laughing at myself.

Yu Dacheng exhausted all his strength, and finally fell down on the sofa, his eyes were red, as if he saw the coldest day in his memory.

It was still Grandpa Yu's yard full of traces of time.

"Brother, why don't you go out with me to play, please come with me!" Yu Fangqiao chattered beside him.

Yu Meng resisted his approach and kept backing away, "I won't go."

It's really annoying.

He turned around and climbed to the big tree. The tree was so tall that he could see an old street outside the yard.

Yu Meng sat on the highest place and remained silent.

Yu Fangqiao pouted and left angrily.

Duan Yue, who came out of the house, looked around for Yu Meng, but didn't even look at the figure. She saw Yu Fangqiao walking out and followed.

"Where's Mengmeng? Have you seen him?"

Yu Fangqiao got angry at her, "I don't know! I don't know!"

Duan Yue followed helplessly, "Don't go out and run around by yourself, the road is full of cars, be obedient, go back quickly."

Yu Fangqiao continued to lose his temper at her, "I won't go back! Yu Meng won't play with me! He's a big villain!"

Duan Yue went up to pull him with a wry smile.

The two ran to the street one after the other.

Yu Meng lay on the thick branch, watching them standing on the side of the road, watching Duan Yue hold Yu Fangqiao's arm to prevent him from crossing the road.

Seeing a car that had been parked in the corner suddenly rushed towards the two of them.

Watching Duan Yue push Yu Fangqiao out with all her strength.

Red, a piece of red.

The smell of blood seemed to reach the top of this banyan tree from so far away.

It seemed to be surrounded by the pungent smell of blood.

He opened his eyes and stared blankly.

for a long time.

"What did you take Jojo out for?! Do you want him to be hit by a car again?!"

The sound of the belt slapping against the body turned out to be so loud that it made my ears hurt from the shock.

"How many times is this?! Why?! Why did you hurt him like this?!"

again and again.

"How did Duan Yue die! There is no way she would commit suicide! You were by her side before she died! How did she die!"

The boy lay on the ground without making a sound.

He opened his eyes, as if there was nothing in the pupils covered by a layer of fog.

"Where's the stuff I put in the locker?! Where did you get it?! Why did you do that! Why did you steal it?! You tell me! Stuff! Stuff!"

The physical pain has long been numb.

It was as if his soul had left his body, and he couldn't feel anything.

His skin was torn apart, the concealed buckle on the belt burst open, and the sharp edges pierced his arm and back.

Until there is blood all over the place.

Just like the street that day.

Yu Dacheng opened his eyes, but there was no one there.

The house was full of strong alcohol smell, and there was a box among a pile of messy wine bottles in front of him.

Neat box surface, plain color.

He opens.

Inside is a moon-white embroidered dress.

It is also embroidered with elegant cloud patterns.

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Long time no see, long time waiting, Sixi bows here solemnly.

Love is hard to express.

Ao Ge: Comparing hearts.

Yu Meng: Comparing my heart.