Night Labyrinth

The next morning, I was listless.

There is only a heavy sense of powerlessness in the brain, and the body seems to become weak and weak along with the mood.

During class, I just lay on the table and listened to each other.

Shuling didn't say anything.

I see.

She knew that I understood all the truths, but she couldn't get out.

And she can't help with this, so I can only do it slowly by myself.

Back in the dormitory at noon, Song Qian came to me suddenly and said that she wanted to borrow a book and return it at night.

I went to look for books for her, but I couldn't help but want to mention He Lin.

When I met Song Qian before, she would always tell me something about He Lin.

At this moment, she took the initiative to speak, "Did something happen when you went to the studio yesterday?"

I fumbled through my hands for a moment, and my heart sank.

Did He Lin tell others about our conversation yesterday?

Then Song Qian and the others also know my intentions, right?

No, she asked because she didn't know yet.

"What's wrong?" I forced myself to ask calmly.

"She didn't talk when she came back yesterday. It was after 3 o'clock in the night. I got up and went to the toilet and found that she was still asleep. Then this morning, she was late and woke up with a cold. And because I was late for class, the teacher said a few words , She even scolded us for a long time after class, I didn't think she had such a bad temper before."

I listened to Song Qian's description, and every sentence shocked me.

Is it all because of me?

Does she still care about me?

A burst of ecstasy suddenly surged in my heart, and then I suddenly thought that she caught a cold because I forced her to stay outside to blow the wind last night, and I couldn't help feeling guilty and distressed.

The heart flew up and down, down and up again, and experienced tremendous changes from the sky to the ground in less than 1 minute.

And the secret love that was on the verge of death because of last night, once again ignited.

The stiff heart also started beating again, even more powerfully than before.

"Say 'I'm sorry' to her for me." I hesitated and said to Song Qian.

"What's the matter?" Song Qian stared at me, trying to see something from my face.

"No, I just came back from the studio yesterday. I insisted on walking outside for a while, but she caught a cold."

Song Qian had a look of disbelief on her face, but she still acquiesced to this reason.

I handed the book I found to Song Qian, thought for a while and took out a box of cold medicine from the cabinet.

"Give this to her for me."

"Oh, you don't need this one." Song Qian only took the book, she had already taken the medicine in the morning.

"Oh." I took my hand back awkwardly.

"Okay, then I'm leaving, I'll return it to you at night, thank you." Song Qian waved to me and left.

"Why are you so nice to her?" As soon as Song Qian left, Shuling jumped off the bed and walked to me.

"Huh?" I didn't react for a while, until I turned my head and found that she was looking at the box of cold medicine.

My heart suddenly burned hotly.

For my poor self-esteem that has been trampled on countless times and regained again.

"Don't tell me you still plan to see her." Shu Ling's voice was a little serious.

I was told what to do, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

Seeing the written statement, Ling poked my forehead hard.

"What's in your head? Is she really worth it? What are you trying to figure out?"

I was stunned by Shuling, and then I gave her a wry smile, "Because I like her."

Because she likes it, she can treat me unscrupulously.

Just because, like.

Shuling also froze for a moment, then turned and went back to her bed.

"Well, if you say that, I have nothing to say."

I suddenly felt sublime for this reason, and the next second fell to the bottom of humbleness for the same reason.

I was absent-minded in class all afternoon, wondering if Song Qian would say "I'm sorry" for me, and wondering whether I should go to see He Lin at night.

In the entanglement of my life and death, the torment of the two sessions in the afternoon finally passed.

And just as I returned to the dormitory, Song Qian came over with a book.

She returned the book to me first.

Then, with my expectant gaze, I slowly said: "I helped you say 'sorry' to her, but she said no, it has nothing to do with you."

"No, it has nothing to do with you."

I clearly felt the coldness and bluntness in these words.

The heart seemed to be frozen again by the sudden sense of shame.

Seeing that my expression was wrong, Song Qian asked again, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's not because I said that I'll catch a cold after walking for a while, so I won't feel guilty." I forced a smile, "She doesn't seem to be in good shape, it's cold these two days, tell her to wear more."

After Song Qian left, I completely lost the idea of ​​visiting He Lin.

She thought last night was the end...

Such an obvious rejection.

I can hear you.

The author has something to say:

The past two days have been a little bit of abuse, it seems that it doesn't look "interesting"~

But don't be impatient, everyone, the weather is so hot, maybe in two days Shu Ling will be a little impulsive (laughs evilly), for example, push someone...

Well, the weather in the novel is cold and cold, but don’t pay attention to these symptoms~

So that's it, good night everyone ╮(￣ε￣)╭~