[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

Probably because of the presence of Lorelei, Crowe restrained the extremely heavy and undisguised malicious expression on his face just now. When they were talking, he had been sitting quietly by the side and drinking. Drinking tea, looking over from time to time, with a vague obscenity, scrutiny.

Arnott tried her best to ignore the sight from behind that made her shiver, it was getting late, the sky always darkened quickly in this season, and according to the usual situation, it was almost time for him to leave , and in order not to arouse Lorelei's meddling, without her asking, he will definitely leave voluntarily.

Sure enough, after sitting for a while, the tea in his cup bottomed out, and the white paper cup was soaked in hot water and softened. Ke Luo stretched out his tongue and licked the red and white things on the cup. With a sour chewing sound, he put down the crumpled cup after a while, his eyes fell on the gradually setting sun outside the window, and he said in his mouth, "It's getting late, I won't bother you, my beautiful roommate—— "He paused and smiled, and Arnott keenly felt the sudden tremor of the girl's voice on the bed and her body's sudden shrinking at this moment.

Is she nervous, or is she afraid?

Such speculation flashed through her mind, and before she had time to think about it, the man continued the second sentence, "Take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"Goodbye, good bye." The girl who was shaking just now raised her paw and waved her hand. After a casual reply, she quickly picked up the words just now. There was no flaw in the connection between the two. A certain girl who played the role of the listener didn't even have time to say goodbye, but her ears were already filled with the chatter of the other party.

And the man at the door took a deep look at her and didn't say anything, but the smile on the corner of his mouth looked more and more obtrusive-then he closed the door.

Finally sent away the guy who got in the way, Lorelai's originally excited tone sank a bit, seeing that she was not in the right mood, Arnott frowned, then helped her tuck the corner of the quilt, hesitating After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter? You look very unhappy?"

"No, don't think too much... I'm not unhappy... I'm very happy." As if to convince herself, the girl in the quilt murmured and repeated this sentence over and over again, with a smile on her face At this moment, loss, bewilderment, struggle, and hatred surfaced. All kinds of emotions were intertwined, so that she could hardly recall Lorelai's innocent and trouble-free smile.

It wasn't like that a day ago.

Did something happen the night she didn't come?

She involuntarily began to think about it, and seeing her face darken, the girl on the hospital bed restrained her emotions and showed a comforting smile, "Don't worry about me, Arnold, you know my temper Yes, it’s sad for me, it never lasts longer than 3 minutes. But Arnold, you should really smile more, the way you frown is not pretty at all.”

"Don't laugh if you're in a bad mood, you look like this." Frowning again, Arnott swallowed the sentence "I will only worry more", and then dropped a comforting sentence with a bad attitude, "You look like this It doesn't look good at all when you smile."

"An, I know you're worried about me, I'm really fine," Lorelai seemed to have adjusted her emotions, her tone became much calmer, "If you really don't worry about me, stay and sleep with me at night ……OK?"

Without hesitation, "Okay."

Something doesn't seem right.

Calm down and think carefully, where does the problem come from?

Is it Crowe?

According to the behavior of a normal vagabond, facing a fortress that is absolutely impossible to capture like her and Lorelei, as long as he is still rational, he will not choose to chase.

They are angels who are destined not to be chased—because of family reasons, Lorelai hates flirtatious people the most, and she has never concealed this.If it's just that, perhaps Chloe will find it challenging, but anyone with normal intelligence will know that she and Arnott are familiar.

And Crowe's family background is not small, so he must know Arnott's family.

And according to the experience of countless predecessors, the probability of chasing one of them and being hated and blocked is much lower than the probability of being liked by them.

If you bet on the future, there is a 90.00% possibility of not getting love. What is the meaning of existence?

As long as he still has reason left, he will not choose them.

In fact, though always glib, she never saw love in Chloe's eyes.

Likes, obsessions, interests, she has seen a lot, but there is no love.

But now she suddenly wants to take back her too absolute statement——

Why would he suddenly invite her to drink tea?And she also said something like "never pestering her again in the future"—in her limited memory, he had never pestered her before, hadn't she?

Or is the strange person Lorelei?

The other party is obviously optimistic and enthusiastic. She never talks about sad things, but her performance today seems to be a bit deliberate - she seems to be deliberately showing something, and she used it to cover up It's just a fig leaf that can be pulled apart.

It seems that as long as she reveals the clues she wants to know, the "truth" will emerge in front of her.

Lorelai is well aware of Arnott's temperament - how can she, who is most curious, believe such plausible words?

So she will definitely look for the truth, and is her behavior exactly in the other party's expectation?

She really had the illusion that she was conspiracy theorizing the whole world.

But in fact, this is not an illusion.

Struggling, giving up, betrayal, they are at best the point, not the end.

Only death brings glory.

The night in the hospital was no different from the one it had been two days earlier.

Maybe it's because of the weather—after all, the deeper the dew, the harder it is to sleep. She fell asleep and woke up again. After that, she could only imagine the ceiling through her closed eye sockets, counting the second hand and gently brushing the minutes. The silence accompanied her through this sleepless night, until the alarm clock set at twelve o'clock vibrated on time, and the room could only hear Lorelei's quiet breathing, which seemed to be lowered. Sobbing.

She propped herself up against the wall, rubbing her temples with her fingers, thinking about what to do next to pass the time.

She can't sleep, but walking in the corridor in the middle of the night is not advisable. Maybe she is regarded as a female ghost by the timid nurse?

On the other hand, she dared not sleep too hard at all.Lorelai's attitude made her have a bad guess, but you must know that the only ones who have the key to this ward are the nurses, she, Lorelai, and Chloe who was given a spare key because of her good attitude. .

And thinking about Crowe's behavior, thinking in a bad direction, what might have happened that day is self-evident.

Of course, this is just speculation, and she has no evidence. She chooses to stay only because her personality requires her to do so, and she is really curious about the rumored things.

But soon, she didn't have to think about this problem - the ethereal singing from the sky made her open her eyes in the next second, and the white shadow falling from the window fell down rapidly, making people think it was just Vertigo or delusions.

And these have already decided what to do next for her.

She was sleeping with her clothes on, but the moment the singing sounded, she threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, put on her shoes and rushed out.

At this time, we should be thankful that Lorelai's living floor is not low, so it doesn't take too much time to go to the top floor.

She felt that the speed was quite fast, but when she stood on the top floor, she was a little disappointed to find that there was still no one here.

She is late.

The open space on the roof can see the never-ending lights in the distance, and there are still pedestrians in twos and threes in the noisy market. She slowly approaches the edge of the roof, and she can only see the smooth fence with some silk threads tied on it, old and new. There are many sunny dolls entangled online, probably for blessing.

She took a closer look, but she didn't expect that the evening wind would blow them up and onto the face, making it itchy slightly.

silk?

When her eyes were fixed, she lay down on the fence and looked down. Below was the grass that could be seen at a glance, and the flashing white above it was extremely clear.