Snowing.

From the colorful sky against the neon lights, pure white soft cotton things floated down, fluttering and sprinkled to the earth.

Shen Mo stood at the door of the store with a bag in his hand, looking up at the white snowflakes falling, covering the colorful small world in front of him. From time to time, several couples holding hands walked by in front of him. Leaning head to shoulder and talking about the little love between the two.

How long have you been alone?

Mo Mo carried the bag containing the batteries, and walked slowly on the sidewalk alone, looking at the people who walked by her with indifferent eyes, thinking lightly.

I've been alone since high school.

She has never been in love, maybe she was exposed to the pain of this world too early, and her heart was too mature, she smiled and calmly looked at the youthful people around her, silently watching them go crazy Playing jokes, crying for love, but there is no wave in my heart, I can see it clearly, I can see it clearly, so I am not interested.

In this vast world, she has nothing to worry about except her father at home.

No friends, no lovers, not even a favorite.

She always sees the people around her too transparently, too good at observing, and too good at hiding herself, so no one understands her, no one can understand her thoughts, whether she is lonely, sad, or painful.

So she never really had a friend, from birth to now, 28 years, never had.

Maybe there were nominal buddies in junior high school, but those buddies made her see through things like friendship and friends after she went to high school.

She was pierced into the heart with a sharp blade by that thing, pierced into the flesh and blood, and her body was covered with cuts and bruises.

Therefore, she doesn't think she will find a partner in this life, and she even feels that she doesn't have the emotion called "like".

Strangely, she never cared much about anything other than her father.For her, it doesn't matter whether she has or doesn't have those things.

Most of the time she is indifferent to everything around her, she doesn't talk or make trouble, she is too lazy to care about it, and she doesn't want to care about it.

The snow fell to her shoulders, and because of her slow steps, a thin layer of snow gradually accumulated on her shoulders, but she didn't try to brush it off, just let it accumulate there casually, bringing a burst of coolness.

She doesn't really care about Gu Yimo's "invoking the teacher and questioning the crime". If she is fired, she will find another position, but it is good if she can not be fired, because she is too lazy to find another job.

She often thinks about the value of her own life. She lives in such a daze, without desire and hopelessness, just for her father to have a good rest and stop being tired.But for herself, she didn't fight for anything, didn't want to fight, and was too lazy to fight.

She treats herself very badly, she does many things casually, and only takes care of her father's affairs carefully.

But she is pure in nature, and she doesn't want to see others suffer, but she doesn't care much about her own suffering.

So she has always been very bitter, very bitter.

She was a strange daughter, a strange woman.

She is lonely, but not afraid, and has even learned to enjoy it.

Her amber eyes seem to be full of vicissitudes and tiredness, she has no interest in everything in this world, and her life is colorless.

She often heard her father sighing and saying to her: "Girl, you are not living, at best you are living, why don't you try to like someone, let someone take care of you, accompany you, and teach you what is 'life' '?"

She understands, but doesn't understand.So she's been alone, for 28 years, in a little white room that no one has ever entered, and she's never come out.

Many people came and went in her life, but they all just passed by the door, leaving a series of hollow footsteps, and then the footsteps gradually faded away and never sounded again.

"Ha." She stood at the entrance of the community, looked up at the snowy sky, exhaled hot air, and the hot air instantly turned into white mist when it touched the cold air outside, lingering around her mouth and face, and that The pupils of the twin light waves are filled with emptiness and sadness.

Why didn't she long for someone to come in, hug her cold and shivering body, take her out of the room that was only white, give her warmth, and teach her how to live.

But where can one find such a person?

The world is so big, where is the person who can leave a blue lantern for her?

"Sister, we'll just go in, I won't go back, drive carefully." The clear voice of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came from not far from the right, silently concealing her emotions, and followed the prestige, but saw the car again. The familiar red Ferrari.

Lin Xi held the door of the car, and said to Lin Yan in the car, behind him stood Xiao Yiyi who held an umbrella for her and put on a white coat.

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the few people chatted for a while before leaving the bar. The apartment shared by Xiao Yuyi and Lin Xi was in Shenmo's neighborhood. Because it was close to the school, they could also take a direct bus.

Naturally, Lin Xuan came to see his sister and Xiao Yanyi to the gate of the community.

Shen Mo had seen these two little girls, and it was a coincidence that they lived on the same floor and were neighbors.

But I didn't say a few words, but sometimes when I saw him when I went out in the morning, I would smile and say hello.

They were ten meters to the right of Shen Mo, very close, but she couldn't see what was going on in the car, she only saw Lin Xi saying a few words, then closing the car door, taking Xiao Yuyi's hand and walking towards her.She closed her eyes and breathed out a mouthful of white mist, her thin body looked a bit bleak and desolate in the snowy night.

After the car stopped, Gu Yimo saw the silence not far ahead looking up at the sky.

She watched the man's thin body wrapped in a black overcoat standing abruptly in the snow, and his face, whose expression could not be seen clearly due to the upturned head, faded into a shadow under the projection of the light.She looked at her quietly, she couldn't see the expression, but somehow she could feel the sadness and loneliness that was so sticky on the man's body, and suddenly, her heart throbbed.

She watched as she was awakened by Lin Xi's voice, and she absorbed the thick emotion into her body at once, and turned her head to look this way after she could no longer see the slightest bit.

She actually likes the color of silent pupils, which are light and moist. The amber was formed after thousands of years of precipitation. It has experienced countless changes in the ages. It is wrapped in a thick historical atmosphere, and her temperament matches her pupils very well.

The car drove past Silence, Gu Yimo kept watching her outside the window, watching her turn around, watching her walking slowly in the snow with a bag, step by step, time and space seemed to be cracked, against a dark background, she Walking alone in that darker gap, his straight back reveals the vicissitudes and desolation washed by time.She just looked at it like this until the car drove away, until the figure of the other party disappeared into the darkness, and she didn't look back.

When she came back to her senses, she felt the sourness in her eyes, and an uncontrollable sense of sadness rose in her heart. This feeling came without warning and caught her by surprise.

She didn't know what happened to herself.

☆、Chapter 6

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