after being terminally ill

At the KTV, after everyone sat down, no one spoke and ordered songs, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

If you want to talk about the reason, it is undoubtedly because of Song Zizhuo and Yu Yunzhi who sit majestically among the crowd but seem out of place.

I knew that this embarrassing scene was all because of me, and I didn't want to ruin this supposedly enjoyable class reunion, so after thinking about it, I took the initiative to stand up and order a song, trying to break the atmosphere Embarrassment in.

I originally planned to order a song with a bright rhythm to liven up the atmosphere, but when I saw Yu Yunzhi sitting quietly on the sofa, as if I was out of control, driven by an inexplicable impulse, I ordered it another song.

The prelude sounded, and my hand holding the microphone trembled slightly.

I closed my eyes slightly, trying to calm myself down, but when I started to sing, I found that my voice was still trembling uncontrollably.

I clenched the microphone and sang little by little, as if I had poured out all my emotions: "The onion on the bottom of the plate is like I am always a condiment. I secretly watch you secretly hide yourself. If you are willing to peel layer by layer Open my heart and you will find that you will be amazed that you are my most repressed and deepest secret..."

Feeling deep, I mustered up the courage to open my eyes and look in Yu Yunzhi's direction.

Yu Yunzhi was sitting next to Song Zizhuo, but I completely ignored Song Zizhuo's existence at the moment, and only saw Yu Yunzhi in my eyes.

Yu Yunzhi was also looking at me.

He moved gracefully, with a calm expression, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He looked at me with deep and cold eyes, which made my whole body start to feel cold.

What this expression and eyes mean, I should have been clearer.

But at this moment, I seem to be evading, unwilling to be clear, I just avoid his eyes hastily, and still stubbornly want to finish singing this song.

But before I finished singing, Yu Yunzhi stood up and said in a cold voice, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

As if someone had pressed the pause button, my voice stopped abruptly, and I couldn't sing the song I hadn't finished yet.

I looked at Yu Yunzhi in despair, but Yu Yunzhi had already put on his coat, and walked outside without looking back.

My heart is getting cold.

I blame myself in my heart.

I blame myself for wishful thinking, I know that Yu Yunzhi is the bright moon in the sky, and I am the dust in the corner, but I still think that the bright moon can stay on the dust.

Blame me for being selfish, knowing that I am terminally ill and dying soon, but still selfishly wanting to let Yu Yunzhi know my feelings.

And the current situation is the best retribution for me who is delusional and selfish.

I found that I couldn't even squeeze a wry smile at this moment.

I put down the microphone empty-handedly, and suddenly felt a pat on the shoulder, and then I heard Song Zizhuo's voice: "You sang well, why don't you continue?"

I glanced at Song Zizhuo blankly, and then found that he was in a better mood at the moment, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and complete satisfaction in his eyes.

What is he laughing at?What are you proud of?

Are you laughing at my embarrassment?Proud Yu Yunzhi was intimate with him, yet he dismissed me?

The smile on his face is so dazzling that I can hardly resist the urge to punch him.

I lowered my head slightly, lowered my eyes to not look at him, and creaked my fists, and it took me a long time to calm down the churning emotions in my heart.

Song Zizhuo's smiling and proud voice rang in my ears: "I've sung this kind of song in front of so many people, why are you embarrassed now?"

Excuse me?Is he finished yet? !Is it funny to laugh at me again and again?

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, waved his hand on my shoulder, turned around and stepped off the stage, and sat down on the seat.

I thought Song Zizhuo would be angry because of this, but I didn't expect that after a while, he sat beside me with a smile.

"Angry?" Song Zizhuo leaned closer to me, "I was wrong to say that in front of so many people just now."

When I heard this, I was terrified, and for a moment I even forgot to be angry.

Song Zizhuo would apologize to me?

Could it be that the sun is coming out from the west today?Or was he on the wrong drug and deranged?

Surprised, I stared at him blankly, then heard him cough, and said with a little evasive eyes: "Didn't the X family release the latest game console recently, how about I give it to you?"

X's game consoles are notoriously good and expensive, and they are also Song Zizhuo's favorite.

Although I have good game skills, it's just to be Song Zizhuo's partner training partner, I'm not very interested in playing games.

But from Song Zizhuo's point of view, maybe I like playing games?

So did he really want to apologize or make amends by giving me such a gift?

I think the result I have conjectured is ridiculous.

I feel even more confused about Song Zizhuo's character now.

So I just looked at Song Zizhuo in silence, and after a long while I laughed dryly: "Thank you, Young Master, for your kindness, but there is no need to spend money."

Song Zizhuo frowned slightly, and the smile on his face faded a little, as if he wanted to lose his temper but held back: "Don't call me young master, just call me by my name."

I just curled the corner of my mouth perfunctorily.

He told me to distinguish between superior and inferior, he was the one who called him young master, so he was displeased, and he was also the one who told me not to call him young master.

For a person like him, I really think it's a waste to say one more word.

Because I didn't want to pay attention to Song Zizhuo who was sitting next to me, and because of Yu Yunzhi who was pressing on my heart, I kept drinking.

Halfway through the party, there were empty wine bottles around me, and I was also a little drunk, my brain was dizzy, and I seemed to be stepping on clouds.

I staggered slightly out of the private room, wanting to go to the toilet, and then saw the squad leader blocking the corridor.

The squad leader looked at me, bit his lip, and said, "Although I think Song Zizhuo is a scumbag, but, if you have that kind of affection for Song Zizhuo, I will bless you too. After you finished singing just now, I Looking at Song Zizhuo's reaction, I feel that he has no feelings for you...Anyway, no matter what, you must be happy!"

Did the squad leader think that the song I just sang was for Song Zizhuo?She thought I liked Song Zizhuo?

How can this be?It's ridiculous and ridiculous.

I was so drunk that I actually laughed out loud.

Smiling and laughing, I coughed, and then I found that the monitor in front of me was looking at me, his eyes wide open, with horror in his eyes.

"You, what's wrong with you?" The monitor's voice trembled.

With the dullness after drunkenness, I slowly raised my hand, followed the monitor's line of sight to touch the corner of my nose and lips, and then touched a hand of cool liquid.

Under the dim light, I found that it was blood from one hand, bright red and viscous, with the beauty that had come to an end.

I smiled lightly, not paying attention: "It's okay."

The squad leader supported me, his hands trembling: "Why are you all right?! What's wrong with you?"

"I'm terminally ill, it's normal," I looked at the monitor seriously, "so it's fine, don't worry."

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