The nemesis in a skirt is suddenly sweet

When You Xia saw Le Xiaogui, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the dormitory was about to be locked. He came out in a hurry and didn't take any change and laundry. He might not be able to come back for two days. I actually met him at Zhen'an's side.

At that time, the snack street on the west side of Zhen'an was not crowded with many people, and the people who walked along the street were all hurrying home with snacks. Few people would go back to the school to visit the snack street, so the usually bustling street seemed a little deserted.

You Xia was in this deserted street, and saw a more deserted figure, sitting on the curb, lowering his head, his eyes fell somewhere out of focus, dull and gloomy, exuding a sluggish aura, as if It's too big to touch, and it will break if you touch it.

You Xia returned the bicycle, crossed the road with his cuffs rolled up, and stopped in front of him.

Looking at his black hair, he didn't speak.

After a while, Le Xiaogui moved, like a rigid robot, every movement was jerky and stuck, looking up at him stagnantly.

You Xia saw his face clearly, and blocked all the curse words.

Le Xiaogui stared at him blankly, with dull eyes, dark circles around his eyes, dry lips, and chapped skin on his face. In just a few days, he made himself into this ghostly look.

His eyes trembled, and he called lightly, "Brother Xia?"

Yu Xia sighed heavily.

In the Internet cafe next door, Le Xiaogui took You Xia into the room where he had reserved nights for the past few days. He stood at the door and looked up at him awkwardly. The environment couldn't help but frown, looked back at Le Xiaogui dodging his eyes, endured cursing, and handed him the plastic cup, "Drink the water, wait here."

After all, You Xia went out.

Le Xiaogui lowered his head, looked at the water in the disposable plastic cup, his throat was choked, he put down the water, put away the beer bottles beside the computer desk, poured out the cigarettes that had long been out of the ashtray, and finally Sitting in the game seat, brought the water glass again, lowered his head and didn't drink, just waited numbly for You Xia.

You Xia came back quickly, took a small tube of skin care product, squeezed it into his hand, "Wipe your face."

Le Xiaogui: "No need."

"I called Yu Yang back to wipe it on for you?"

Le Xiaogui's hands trembled, he looked up at him, and then slowly spread the stuff on his face, his movements didn't look like skin care, but rather like paste on dead paper, without emotion.

You Xia leaned against the computer desk next to him, looked at him like this, and exhaled, the stagnation in his heart seemed to be still choked in his throat, not only did not relieve, but became more sluggish.

Le Xiaogui heard the sound of helplessness, raised his eyes to look over, licked his lips, and muttered again without speaking.

"When Yu Yang left, let me take good care of you. I almost beat him up. You are my brother, and you are still using him as a deserter to explain this kind of thing? Now it seems that I am not worthy to be your brother anymore."

"No." Le Xiaogui shook his head, "Brother Xia, I..."

"You haven't been to class for the past few days, but I didn't know anything on the phone with you, am I worthy of your brother?" You Xia looked at his dark eye circles, "I've been looking for you all afternoon, only to find out that your fart is bigger. Sometimes it’s really hard to find someone in the city, I’m thinking, is it because I care too much about you, Xiaogui, don’t you want to tell me what happened now?”

"No, no." Le Xiaogui shook his head hastily, "I'm in a bad mood, I just want to come out... come out for a walk."

"Walking for three days? Disappearing for three days without seeing anyone and not being able to return a call?" You Xia asked, "Do you know that Lu Xiaodao and the others are crazy looking for you?"

"It's been three days?" Le Xiaogui was even more at a loss than him, "I just want to stay here for a while, I don't know it's been so long..."

You Xia Yizheng, hearing the words was even more bitter, and took Le Xiaogui's hand that was a little flustered to explain, "Xiaogui, treat yourself better, I'm not blaming you, I want you to treat yourself better."

What kind of Le Xiaogui was the optimist in the past? He hasn't seen him since he came back. He thinks that when people grow up, they will be gone if they are not there. But seeing Le Xiaogui in such a bad state now, You Xia just I found out that he really missed the happy little fool who had no scars deep in his memory.

A drop of coldness fell from the fingertips, and You Xia paused.

Le Xiaogui hurriedly wiped his face, but the more he wiped it, the worse it became. With the tears and the skin care products he had just applied on his face, his whole face was greasy and sticky, and he was embarrassed and unbearable.

"Brother Xia, don't look at me." Le Xiaogui wiped his face, buried his head low, and his voice was choked up, "I know I'm not up to date, I did it now, but I really can't do anything, Brother Xia, What to do, he left, he really left. But I regretted it, I was so afraid that I would never see him again, but I asked for it, I drove him away."

Every indifference and indifference in Lingyang pushes him further away. It's not that Le Xiaogui doesn't know, but he can't help it. He can't overcome his own psychological barriers. Does it really come from the heart or is he frustrated here and wants to make up for it.

Now, he's really gone, gone with a guy who said he'd never touch him if he didn't want to.

"Since you miss him, go chase him back."

"What about after you get back?" Le Xiaogui was even more confused than him, "If you fall into the current endless loop, you can't do anything. Every time you kiss, you want to vomit. Do you still want such a person?"

"Xiaogui, you shouldn't ask me if you want such a person, but you should ask Yu Yang. As for what kind of vicious cycle he will fall into after he comes back, he is willing to come back. Do you think he is still here?" You Xia said .

Le Xiaogui looked at him for a moment, his eyes were blurred, then he lowered his head in panic, and shook his head almost invisible, "Forget it..."

His sigh was mixed with heavy fatigue, "I might...not be willing to torment him..."

Le Xiaogui clasped his fingertips, his hands trembling uncontrollably, "I just realized that I pushed him away...Maybe it was because I didn't want him to be with someone like me, and I never know when the accumulated quarrel and filth will end. Explosion, such days are like walking on eggshells, even if he wants to, I don't want to."

"Little Gui!" You Xia called him, "Why do you think so?! It won't do you any good to think so badly of yourself!"

"But I am like this. I know my psychological problems! Brother Xia, I'm hopeless!" Le Xiaogui couldn't help but grabbed the handle of the seat, and his hands turned white when he squeezed tightly, "I think Yu Yang, I I am more afraid of him, but what I am most afraid of is myself!"

He sat in Uncle Li's restaurant next door for three days, and what flashed in his mind was the Yu Yang he saw on the day of Mian Ji. The rumored Yu Yang was romantic, unruly and unrestrained, but this kind of Yu Yang made him feel unrestrained. All the images of expectations were obliterated and crushed, even if it was really an ugly uncle who picked his feet, it would not make him as embarrassing and desperate as he was then.

In this Internet cafe where they were joking about seeing the light die, Le Xiaogui yearned for it more than once. He had really come to an end with such a person here. Team Pentakill.

The worst ending he could think of was a luxury.

"Xiaogui..." You Xia wanted to speak, but Xiaogui held him back.

Her eyes were fragile, and she implied hope, "Brother Xia, let's go back..."

Don't tell, don't ask, don't even bother.

Some wounds can only be healed with time. He can be a foolish and happy Xiaogui, and he can also be a ghost brother who heals his wounds by himself.

You Xia sighed, and looked down at him, as if looking at Le Xiaogui, who had shrunk his eyes in the yard when he was a child, and carefully handed him steamed buns. The only one who dared to speak to him boldly.

He is small, but hard to hit.

And this matter, except him and Yu Yang, no one can intervene.

After paying for the Internet cafe for three days, the network manager saw Le Xiaogui and couldn't help but say, "You're too ruthless on the Internet."

People play games, at least for a while, this guy doesn't sleep at night or during the day.

Le Xiaogui glanced carefully at You Xia, who gave him a vicious look, and lowered his head even lower.

After coming out, You Xia saw that it was only past eleven o'clock, looked around, and finally brought him back to Zhen'an's dormitory. Fortunately, not long after the lock was locked, the dormitory uncle opened the door.

You Xia handed the toiletries to Le Xiaogui, "Hurry up and take a shower and come back to sleep."

Being in a hotel is not as reassuring and comfortable as his dormitory, Le Xiaogui said, and went into the bathroom.

When both of them lay down on the bed, it was past twelve o'clock, Le Xiaogui slept in his bed, and he slept in Qu Jing's bed.

The bed board was empty, and he spread his own quilt.

"Brother Xia..." After a moment of silence, Le Xiaogui called him.

"Huh?" You Xia looked at him.

"I... want to study psychology." Le Xiaogui said.

You Xia was silent for a moment, "Okay, if you're interested."

Le Xiaogui: "At that time, I will probably know what kind of mental illness I have..."

You Xia frowned, "Le Xiaogui, you're not sick."

"Okay, okay..." Le Xiaogui compromised helplessly, unwilling to argue with him on this topic, "At most, prescribe the right medicine, can you?"

Le Xiaogui said: "If I pass the exam, I will go to him."

I will no longer dislike him, I will no longer dislike him, and I will never push him away again. Only a qualified self can appear in front of him.

You Xia: "Maybe he just wants you to show up."

Le Xiaogui shook his head, "But I still wanted to show myself in front of him, isn't that the case?"

You Xia froze, her heart seemed to be pinched by someone suddenly, as if she suddenly had an epiphany, she was a little panicked.

Le Xiaogui was surprised when he heard no reply, "You wouldn't...didn't expect it?"

He smiled, with a bit of bitterness, "In front of such good you, we can't help but make ourselves better."

After Le Xiaogui fell asleep, You Xia opened his eyes and looked at the white wall above his head, separated only by a layer of quilt, the wooden boards were hard and crumpled, what he was thinking of was Jing lying on this bed, looking in his direction when the scene.

When he was silent and didn't speak, did he want to tell him more than when he spoke.

At one o'clock in the morning, You Xia called Lu Jing, but he answered quickly.

The person in the picture appeared in the video, and You Xia was stunned before he recognized the person in the picture.

Xun Jing wears a pair of glasses, the face lined by the silver frame is more three-dimensional, the corners of the eyes are a bit cold and handsome, the glasses hanging on the bridge of the nose do not seem to be inconsistent, but let his original genius nature gradually fall on the paper Generally speaking, there is a faint outline.

You Xia had never seen him wear glasses before, and when he saw him for the first time, he couldn't help but feel distressed, because the slightly red eyeballs under the eye sockets of that color made his throat choke, and the blue and black under the eyelids lay around the eye sockets, and the tiredness in the eyes covered his eyes. It can't be covered, and the thin rattan-colored hair that has always been arrogant is lying limply at this moment, and the fans are a little bit sluggish, and the vitality seems to have been pulled away.

Jing Jing didn't expect that he would call in the middle of the night. Thinking of the day, he quickly answered the phone and asked three times "What's wrong, brother Xia?" It was the faint whiteness that made him realize that something was wrong. He looked down at himself, still wearing daytime clothes, he didn't look like someone who fell asleep late at night, not to mention that he was still sitting at the desk.

"Are you still reading?" You Xia asked, bitterness welling up in his throat.

Jing Jing dodged his eyes, "No, I will study late today if I have time..."

"do not fool me."

"Yeah." Jing Jing paused in his explanation, looked at You Xia in the picture, took off his glasses, and rubbed his bloodshot eyes from exhaustion, "The questions here are deeper than those in Fucheng, so let's take a look at them again." meeting."

Don't listen to what he said, listen to what he didn't say.

You Xia's heart tightened when he looked at the scene in the screen that looked tired and still comforted him.

How can the level of Fucheng be compared with that of Xunjing? In the key high school there, a random student picked out is no better than Zhen'an. How can Xingjing be better than those people?

Even a genius is a genius who has fallen for three years. It is not so easy to stand up again.

In the video chats every day before, even sitting at the desk, he was relaxed and idle. There was never a moment when he was caught off guard like this, his terrible, anxious, and tired side.

You Xia tapped the screen, and the phone screen shone brightly in the dark night, which hurt his eyes a little.

You Xia asked him: "Brother Jing, are you tired?"