I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

Within the scope of my plan, getting to know her is not within my consideration.

We just get along naturally, my life is boring, her life is more boring than mine, but she lives in a hurry than me.

A and B don't talk much. In my eyes, she is a very cold person.

A special woman who is cold and agile.

One day at noon, I bought lunch from outside and went back to the inn. There was a low threshold in front of the gate of the inn.At that time, I didn't pay attention all of a sudden, and I tripped over the threshold.

It just so happened that A and B were rushing to the door, and she didn't know where to go.And I, due to being tripped, my body's center of gravity is unstable, and I can only fall forward.

But Naihe has a strong desire to survive, the body makes judgments before the brain, and just wants to hold on to the objects in front of him to stabilize his body balance.

So he grabbed it casually with both hands, but he didn't expect that the place he was aiming at was his chest.

I saw it, but it was too late to let go.

At this critical moment, A and B stretched out their hands and grabbed my wrist, clasped my shoulders and gave me a standard grab, knocking me to the ground at once.

The kiss on the back and the ground hurt so much that I grinned my teeth, but when I came back to my senses, I felt extremely lucky, it was better than the kiss on the chin and the ground.If he really fell to the ground at that time, his jaw would probably be cracked.

I stood up and wanted to apologize to her, but she just gave me a cold look and then turned and left.

The look she gave me was so cold, indescribable, and emotionless, it even made me feel an awe-inspiring killing intent.

I swear, I really didn't hit my chest on purpose!

But seeing her attitude made me feel a little bit wronged, and at the same time, I also had great doubts - you didn't even let me touch, and you said you wanted to sleep with me, are you talking nonsense?

From then on, whenever A and B made a request to sleep with me, I would respond with hehe.

One day, I sat down with her and chatted.

Her voice was lazy, with a hint of tiredness, and she asked me: "Why don't you want to sleep with me? Am I not good-looking?"

I laughed, "You are very pretty."

There was a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, "Then tell me why."

I was silent for a few seconds, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "I have someone I like."

She smiled, with such an expression, raised her eyebrows: "Then what about the person you like?"

I smiled, pressed the tip of my tongue against the roof of my mouth, and spread my hands helplessly, "I lost him."

"Where did you go?"

"do not know."

"Then why do you still like her?" She suddenly approached me, put her hands on my shoulders, blew lightly into my ear, and said with a slanted smile, "Take another one."

I silently pushed her arm away, feeling a little dull in my heart. After a moment of silence, I asked back: "You like a person, but you didn't accept him for various reasons, which made him sad and unwilling to face you again, so he left So, should you give up on him, or chase him back?"

There was a wind blowing, gently lifting her hair that fell on her forehead.

I saw the corners of her mouth curled up, still smiling slightly provocatively.

She looked up at me with contemptuous eyes and a cold voice, and said, "I have no feelings, let alone someone who wants to leave me."

It may be because of the coming of winter, I always feel the wind blowing on my face is bitingly cold.

I shrank my neck and heard her casual answer: "I will not be the reason for her to leave, nor will I be the hand to keep her, so I don't want to say something insignificant and don't go."

I looked at her and was suddenly speechless.

She turned her head sideways, her eyes leaped over the flowing crowd, and she set her gaze so far away that I couldn't catch it.

When not speaking, she is always so lonely and mysterious...

I can't see through her at all, I thought to myself.

I was not reconciled, so I continued to ask her, "But that is the person you like very much... What would you do if he left? Are you really unwilling to chase him back?"

The wind scattered my questions, sent them to the bustling crowd, and brought back the noisy shouts from the crowd to my eardrums.

I looked at her, waiting quietly for her answer.

But she didn't answer me, she didn't even turn her head to look at me.

We sat here for a long time, watching the sky grow dark and the crowd grow louder.

The cold wind comes and goes, goes and comes again.

I never heard her answer.

It wasn't until I got up and was about to go back to the inn that she finally spoke——

"I've said it - I have no feelings for people who are leaving me."

Her voice was still so indifferent, low, and with a sense of distance, "It's useless no matter how much I like them, I will kill all my emotions for them."

She raised her hand and pointed to the position of her heart, "A person with a dead heart has no feelings, no love at all."

She smiled, looked at me with a hint of sarcasm, and said, "That kind of thing is a waste of time for me."

I looked at her, she smiled, her eyes were calm and calm.

She has never been a gentle person, not in words, not in actions, not in life.

This is not cruelty, but does not understand love.

I turned around and walked further and further away.

The evening wind lingered in my ears, and while blowing away the noise, it also sent away the inaudible sigh.

There is something in the world that seduces us with purpose, deceives us with virtuality, confuses us with unknownness, and at the same time hurts us with selectivity; this is the only thing in the world that has a purpose Things that have no results, it is called - waiting.

It may be a romantic experience, but it may also be a devastating blow.

Most of the waiting is in the foreseeable future. Many people clearly predicted the ending from the very beginning, but they are still desperate and happy.

Compared with losing, not being able to love is more worrying.

I don't think I'm a person who likes to waste time, and I don't have many unknown results for me to waste.I don't want to do meaningless things, and I don't want to wait for love in vain.

But if it's Liao Muqiu, if everything he does is for you, if it's you, I want to wait for you, and I'm willing to wait for you.

Because you are the only firm belief in my bewildered life at this time.

Counting that I have lived in the inn for nearly twenty days, I was fortunate enough to meet the mysterious woman who lived with A and B once.

It can't be said that I have seen it, I can only say that I saw it, or saw it secretly.

Although only one glance, it is quite shocking.

I have always been uneasy about the kettle in the inn, so I usually go downstairs to buy water to drink.

The proprietress likes to drink tea, and sometimes she will put tea sets on the first floor to make tea. They are not particularly good tea, but ordinary green tea, but it smells delicious.

Once, I was sitting at the door and teasing with the proprietress. It happened that she was making tea that day, so she also made a cup for me. Maybe it was a psychological effect. Probably still free.

So I kept my eyes open and chatted with the proprietress every time while she was making tea.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, the proprietress also saw through my thoughts, and every time I make tea in the future, she will put a teacup for me and wait for me to go downstairs.

Today, I also smelled the fragrance of tea and was going downstairs to make tea.Just as he closed his own door, the opposite door opened.

When I looked up, I saw A and B, with a cold face, standing at the door of the room and looking straight at me.

Everyone knows that A and B always have the look of 'I am the coolest in the world', with no expression on their faces.I felt numb from her look, so I asked her what was wrong, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Who knew that she raised her eyebrows and ignored me.He just reached out and closed the door, then turned around and went downstairs.

I stood still and watched her leaving back, confused.

Although Person A and Person B left, her door was not closed properly.

Because when I was about to go downstairs, her door was blown open by the wind.

I looked up at the direction of her door, struggled in my heart for a while, and still upholding the banner of being a good young man, I stepped forward to help her close the door.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that if she loses something in her room, she will suspect that I took it. Although this suspicion is very small, I decided to be a good person.

I walked to the door of A and B, and when the door was closed, I stretched my head out of the door reflexively to look inside, and after seeing it, I couldn't move my eyes.

I saw a very beautiful woman and at the same time, a very ugly woman.

And they are all the same person.

I don't know how to describe to you, such a woman who is as beautiful as a fairy, but half of her face is beyond recognition.A series of shocking scars criss-crossed her face, and her beautiful face was ruined by these scars.

But despite this, it is not difficult to guess what a beautiful woman she was before she was disfigured.

I opened my eyes and looked at the woman in astonishment, and she also looked back at me quietly, with serene eyebrows and eyes.

I seemed to be attracted by her, and stared blankly at her with my mouth open, forgetting what I came here for, and what I should do.

It's just that I didn't look for long before I was pulled out by a strong force, and at the same time, the door was slammed shut.

An extremely cold tone sounded quietly behind me, the chill seemed to be able to pierce my internal organs through my body——

"I really want to gouge out your eyeballs."

59. I hate those vulgar words.

I looked at A and B for a long time