blue marshmallow

"Are you smoking?" His voice was hoarse.

"Ah," I was noncommittal, and followed his footsteps and sat on the sofa. He didn't let go of me, and wrapped his arms around my waist, his sharp eyes seemed to see through me.

"Why is your phone turned off?"

I still lowered my eyes, and I reached out for my pocket when I heard what he said, there was nothing, where did I lose it, to Xiaorui's house?Or did it fall when it fell last night?I couldn't remember, I was stunned for a while, and said in a low voice, "I lost it."

"Where were you last night?"

"Ah," I looked up at him, his eyes were clear, I will not lie, I have never been since I was a child, "I am at Xiaorui's place,"

"Why is he there?"

"I am drunk,"

"Why are you drunk?"

I was suddenly very angry, you have a hundred thousand whys, why don’t you ask yourself, why did you lie to me, it’s not enough to lie to me once, you still lie to me a second time, who knows what you will do in the future Will you lie to me for the third time, shit, there is no future, I want to leave, "I want to go home!" My mother's arms will never reject me.

"Go home? Why?"

Damn, why is it? Will there be a reason when I go home? "I miss my mother!" I was wronged and tears filled my eyes.

He stared at me blankly for a long time, his eyes were blurred and deep, "I'm sorry," he leaned over and hugged me, "I'm sorry, Xiaoxiang, I neglected you, may I accompany you home to see your mother?"

"Woohoo," I wailed, I can't take it anymore, how can you be so kind to me, why are you so kind to me, what's even more exasperating is that I know you're not pretending!

"Don't cry, be good, my Xiaoxiang hasn't grown up yet, miss her mother, don't you? I'll accompany you home, don't cry, be good Xiaoxiang," he patted my back lightly, and I admitted that I meant to I want to vent, yesterday's hangover didn't get rid of the silt in my heart, and he said so many sensational words, how can I not appreciate it, so I guess I haven't cried for so long since I can remember, crying so much so sad.

He was sweating profusely to comfort me, and after all the good words, I wished I could pick off the stars in the sky and give them to me, and I wished I could slap myself a few times, so I stopped crying.

"I'll accompany you back tomorrow,"

"No, I'll go back by myself," I want to go home and calm down, I've made up my mind, I'm going to be separated from him for a while, and I'll think about it myself.

"Don't you really need me to accompany you?" His voice was full of grievance and a touch of sadness. You are wronged, I am wronged, it would be nice to have a good time, and it is really good to play with you. Let's play it, all the compensation will go in, and you have been wronged.

"No," I said firmly.

"Then I'll pick you up in a few days,"

"No," I will come back if I want to come back, I know the way back.

At that time, I thought very simple, and I didn't understand until later that even if you know some roads, you can never return.

I broke free from his shackles and got up to take a shower. I stink to death from yesterday to now. After washing, I came out in a bathrobe, and he brought out a bowl of hot jujube and lotus seed soup from the kitchen wearing an apron. Let’s drink it hot, nourish your stomach.”

I watched him curl his lips, and almost cried again out of nowhere, and hurriedly took it over and gulped it down. While persuading me to drink slowly, he stroked my back, Ah Zheng, are you so considerate to her? gentle?

When I put down the bowl, there were tears in my eyes, I didn't dare to look up, I reached out to wipe my mouth, but his tissue was already pressed on my mouth.

I turned my head and walked to the bedroom, paying attention to his movements. He turned back and went to the kitchen without following. I was a little disappointed. Was it hard to be with her last night?I can't think about it anymore, why am I like a bitter woman, just now I said that I want to leave him, but then I forgot it, the advantage of my forgetfulness can't be used here.

I completely wrapped myself in the quilt, so that I would not miss his embrace too much. I was about to fall asleep in a daze, and felt the mattress under my body vibrate slightly, and my body was gently hugged into the familiar embrace. , his gentle voice came from his ear, "Go to sleep first, I made some soup, just drink it when you wake up."

I tried not to get close to him, but I endured it and felt that it was too unfair to myself. Why should I embarrass myself? Just laugh, I'm leaving tomorrow!

It was already evening when I woke up again, the winter night came earlier, the lights outside the window were flickering and bustling, before I could see enough, he pulled me out of the bed, "If you sleep again, you will become a sloth, "I admit that I hold you a little tighter, but am I that ugly?

He brought out the soup he had cooked all afternoon like a treasure, and I scooped up a spoonful of it. It was my favorite kidney bean tripe soup. There was also a lot of sweet potato powder in it. It was very Q and bouncy, and I snore After eating a large bowl, he smacked his lips, "It's delicious," raising the bowl to signal him to drink more.

"Xiao Xiang, be good, take me back together, okay?" He tempted me with delicious food.

"No," I ignored his plea.

Disappointed, he turned and went to the kitchen to add some soup. I immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, Zheng, give me time to think, give me time to digest, I was hit too hard yesterday, I can’t face you like nothing happened .

After dinner, I crawled back into bed again. For some reason, I just didn't want to move, and he also went to bed with me wisely, and we leaned against each other without talking.

I don't know when I will be able to come back from this trip. My self-healing ability is very poor. If a small incision is made in the skin, others will heal in a day, but it takes me a week, and there will be a faint scar in my heart. The wound is getting harder to heal, Zheng, I don't know when I will see you next time, maybe you don't want to see me by then.

The next day he sent me to the station. Before getting on the train, he still hoped with expectant eyes that I would allow him to go back with me. I turned a cold eye to his pitiful eyes.

"You take this phone, don't lose it again," the siren sounded, he sighed in disappointment, and gave me a new apple, "It's still the original number, I will call you, I will go to you during the Spring Festival look at you."

This time when I left him, I only brought my notebook, the phone he gave me, and a helpless heart.

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