From the abyss

Ye Yibei was helped out of the bathroom by Lin He.

After a series of intense sex, her legs were so weak that she couldn't believe it was her own, and she couldn't exert any strength in her body.

She was helped to the bed, and Lin He moved a stool for her to sit on.He also spread a layer of towels for himself.

When she was busy, Ye Yibei glanced at it, only felt that a certain instigator seemed to be a little too energetic.It was a horrible woman to be so alive after such a "fierce battle."

Rolling around in the bathroom will inevitably wet your hair, so I also washed my hair while taking a shower, and uncontrollably wiped the gun a few times and fired it a few times. The wet hair on her head was still dripping, dripping into her neck, it was cold and a little uncomfortable, but she didn't think about it, her eyelids were heavy, as if she was going to fall asleep any second.

Lin He brought a dry towel, sat behind her and wiped her hair.Her fingers were gently kneading under Ye Yibei's ears, like the massage that those barber shops provide by the way.

"Don't sleep yet, dry your hair first."

There was a rustling sound from above her head, Lin He wiped it very carefully and gently, which exacerbated Ye Yibei's drowsiness. She squinted her eyes and knocked her head, trying not to fall asleep.

"It's easy to get a headache if you sleep with your hair wet. Please bear with me a little longer." She whispered in her ear like a lover coaxing a child, and the breath against her ear made Ye Yibei feel a little itchy.

Ye Yibei's hair is not long, and it doesn't have much volume, so it can be dried easily.

She felt that Lin He had left, and came back quickly.After plugging in the hair dryer, the next moment, the sound of the hair dryer working could be heard next to his ears. The sound seemed to be deliberately adjusted to the lowest gear, but it still couldn't stop the sudden loud noise, which made Ye Yibei wake up for a moment.

"Xiaohe..." she muttered...

The person behind said "um", so gentle that he could pinch water.Her fingers touched her scalp, which was soft and warm, and with the warm air from the hair dryer, she suddenly felt a boundless sense of happiness.

Ye Yibei didn't remember when the roar of the hair dryer stopped, and he didn't know how he threw himself into the bed.In a drowsy state, when she heard the door open and close, she turned over and fell asleep for a while, then there was a soft sound of closing the door again, the bed beside her sank, and the whole bed became warm, with Another person's breath.

Extremely reassuring.

……

The next few days went by without a hitch.During the daytime on weekdays, Lin He went to work, while Ye Yibei was at home typing on the keyboard.In the afternoon, Lin He would bring the bought dinner with him when he came back from get off work.After the two had finished eating face to face, Lin He would lead Ye Yibei to the nearby river for a stroll.

There is a river in this city, and a road has been specially built along the river. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there are rest pavilions for walking, walking the dog and playing cards. Most people nearby like to take a walk here after dinner.At night, neon lights are lit on the other side of the river, which looks very beautiful across the river.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Lin He tightly clenched Ye Yibei's hand.When the river wind blows over, they all look at the river in unison, with the reflection of the bustling city printed on it.

A child ran past them laughing, followed by a curly-haired puppy, bouncing around.

They would walk slowly like this, walking from one end to the other, walking back from the other end, and returning home the same way.

In the middle, they would talk about some things, about Lin He, about Ye Yibei.

"You moved to this city alone, what about your family?"

Looking at the full moon in the sky, missing a small corner, without a trace of cloud, it was extraordinarily clear, Lin He suddenly remembered that even in his youth, Ye Yibei seldom mentioned family matters to her.

"My family—" The person beside me looked at the river, and the waves were also imprinted in her eyes, "My mother died when I was very young."

"My dad is in a nursing home," she said.

There was a sudden sigh in the wind.

"Where's your sister?"

Lin He asked.

She turned her head suddenly and looked at her steadily.

"elder sister?"

"You said it before." Lin He glanced at the river, his eyes were like water.

Ye Yibei seldom talked about her family even when they were bonded together.Regarding the fact that she has an older sister, she only mentioned it in passing by accident. At that time, she just brushed it off with "my sister also said...", who knew that this matter was silently recorded by Lin He.

Her memory is not a photographic memory, but she always has an inexplicable memory for some trivial things, such a detail is subconsciously remembered by her today.

She felt the hand in her palm tighten, and after a long while, there was a sigh.

"I don't remember much."

Ye Yibei said.

"She quarreled with me and is not here now."

The plants next to it are growing vigorously and lushly, and searchlights are artificially installed in the middle, casting a dark green shadow.Ye Yibei stood outside the light and shadow, and the shadow was stretched very long.

Lin He didn't speak, neither did Ye Yibei.They stopped suddenly and stood in the middle of the road, hands clasped.There were very few people here, only an old woman passing by glanced at them, and left slowly with a cane.

"You should go to Wenda University."

Ye Yibei looked at the shadow, and said a word out of nowhere.

Lin He didn't reply, she also stared at the mottled shadow in a daze.

There is a school magazine in the school, and there will also be literary competitions. Those literary and artistic youths with a dream of writing will show themselves through the school magazine and competitions.

Lin He dare not say that she is a literary girl, but she does have extraordinary talent in the ability to control words.When other children are being taught endless composition classes with their ears held up, Lin He will always just play the role of "other people's child", standing on the podium, standing on the rostrum, standing in front of everyone, The words she wrote were poured out lightly.

The words she wrote never use too many words to embellish them. They are plain, but they are like streams, bubbling into the heart, fresh and natural.

The former Ye Yibei praised her literary talents more than once, and expressed his infinite love for her articles.

According to the myths circulated in the newspapers and magazines, those gifted children should have a smooth journey and rise to the top.

However, Lin He's life was sentenced to death because of an exam.

The University of Wenzhou is one of the top ten universities in China, specializing in literature, and all the major writers are from this school.This is also the goal that Lin He set for herself at first. According to her grades, she can indeed enter this university as she wishes.

But her college entrance examination was like a Waterloo, a severe slap in the face to all those who had placed their hopes on her.

Holding an admission letter from an unknown university in China, Lin He overheard gossip from relatives by chance.

"There's no such thing as a genius, it's just luck."

She didn't feel angry.

It's really just luck.

And the luck she has always been proud of pushed her into the abyss at the most important moment in her life.

The reasons for this are only known to two people, one is herself and the other is Ye Yibei.

Ye Yibei beside him had already started to walk forward, Lin He took that hand and followed silently.This quiet warmth made her feel a little unreal.

She began to think about what had happened to her recently.

Ye Yibei is back.With a whole body of mystery.But she still jumped in without hesitation.

The past is like a secret, always left in a dark corner, and no one wants to touch it.

But who can guarantee whether this bomb can be silent forever.

The author has something to say:

I just said that I want to keep farming like this, and then I can't help but start making troubles... It hurts to slap my face_(:з」∠)_