The ex broke up after the breakup

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Qi Ye was sitting in the classroom, holding a pen in aggrieved manner, writing and drawing on a roll of paper.She raised her head to see Song Mengyuan, her expression became more aggrieved, and she lowered her head to continue writing and drawing.

Song Mengyuan walked over and asked her what she was writing and why she was so unhappy.Qi Ye just kept silent, and still drew on the paper some derivation process and geometric diagrams that Song Mengyuan seemed to understand, but he didn't know what it was.

"You're talking to me, tell me, how would I know why you're angry if you don't tell me?" Song Mengyuan stretched out his hand to push Qi Ye.

Qi Ye didn't raise his head, but slapped Fei Song Mengyuan's hand with his backhand, but didn't speak.Song Mengyuan was stunned, the whole person froze in place, his mind went blank.Qi Ye got up suddenly, passed her, and hurried out of the classroom.

Only then did Song Mengyuan regain his senses, and hurriedly chased him out. Seeing that Qi Ye had already reached the stairs, he saw Qi Ye from the side and disappeared.She hurriedly quickened her pace, called Qi Ye's name, and quickly went downstairs.

Qi Ye seemed to know how to shrink the ground. He obviously walked slowly, but he always walked far ahead. No matter how hard Song Mengyuan tried to catch up, he couldn't catch up.Not long after walking, Qi Ye arrived at the school gate just as Song Mengyuan came downstairs.Song Mengyuan chased to the school gate, and Qi Ye was already at the other end of the intersection tens of meters away.She trotted in a panic, and seeing Qi Ye chasing him further and further away, she quickened her pace and started to run.

The sky was leaden gray and dull, and it never rained, but it never seemed to clear.There was no one on the street, not even a car, only specious tall and short buildings standing side by side, they were all gray, standing deep and shallow in and out of Song Mengyuan's line of sight.

Song Mengyuan ran desperately, didn't feel tired, but felt extremely powerless, and because she couldn't catch up with Qi Ye, she saw her back getting smaller and smaller, and her mood gradually became hopeless.Suddenly, she seemed to have received a revelation, and as if she had figured something out, she hurriedly turned around and went to another place.

She got on the bus, but there was no one on board, and the car drove unsteadily.It was as if someone had spoken to her, and as if nothing of the sort had happened.When Song Mengyuan came back to his senses, he had already arrived at Qi Ye's grandmother's house, in front of the gate of that small western-style building.

Without the sun, the small western-style building looks more and more gloomy, even the trees and grass in the yard are so black, like silhouettes.Without even thinking about it, Song Mengyuan pushed open the iron door and went in, then opened the anti-theft door of the small building and walked in, went upstairs, pushed the door directly into Qi Ye's room.

Qi Ye stood in the middle of the room and was undressing, Song Mengyuan stood at the door talking to her: "Qi Ye, why did you ignore me just now?"

"@#￥%%...&*"

Qi Ye finally spoke this time, and took off all her clothes, but she didn't see her stop, grabbed the skin on her chest with both hands, and pulled it out like undressing, and took off a layer of skin, with hair and skin intact.She threw the layer of skin on the ground, Song Mengyuan lowered her head, and could clearly see the wrinkled face that lost the support of bones and muscles, the features on the face were wrinkled strangely, and the hair on the top was also Spread out on the ground.

Song Mengyuan looked up and found that Qi Ye was still peeling off, layer by layer, and his body became smaller and smaller.She was terrified for no reason and told her not to take it off again, but Qi Ye didn't seem to hear her words, she kept peeling off her skin and throwing it on the ground, and the person became more and more blurred, and finally became the last thing Song Mengyuan wanted to see. The dire consequences of--

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Song Mengyuan opened his eyes, and found that there was darkness in front of him, his breathing was a little short, and his heart was still beating violently.It took a while before she came to her senses and realized that she had just had a nightmare.

What the hell!Why have such a nightmare!

Song Mengyuan cursed a few words in her heart bitterly, but she dared not sleep again, the dream was so real, and the metaphor was so obvious, she was really afraid that if she closed her eyes again, she would return to that dream again.After thinking about it carefully, she was sure that she hadn't seen the final result. She breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little melancholy.

She turned her head to the side, vaguely saw Qi Ye lying on her side facing her, his sleeping face was actually quite calm, and suddenly a little dissatisfaction arose in her heart.Why is this guy still able to sleep like this?Doesn't she know to wake up after having a nightmare?She actually had to coax her outside, pat her head, and pat her back before she would calm down honestly.

Song Mengyuan sat up, and unceremoniously turned Qi Ye over to face the other side, as if asking her to move her body to avoid heat rash.Qi Ye seemed to feel something, and curled up, gradually shrinking into a prawn.Song Mengyuan just looked at her like this, always feeling delicate. Looking at her like this, it seemed that Qi Ye was not sick, but really just fell asleep.

The dream just now flashed clearly in his mind again, and the gloomy sky always made Song Mengyuan feel very familiar.She searched for it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Christmas six and a half years ago, the sky in Paris in the evening was like that atmosphere.

That trip to Europe was a part of the past that Song Mengyuan didn't want to recall, and every time he thought about it, he felt a piercing pain.

Before flying to Paris, Song Mengyuan never doubted Qi Ye's feelings.She knew Qi Ye too well. Once this person started to think deeply about problems, he would turn a blind eye to the outside world. Someone had to pull her out of the black hole of thinking.

However, when she arrived in Paris, she found that the reality was completely different from what she expected, and everything seemed to be off the rails.She left messages for all of Qi Ye's penguins, biography, email, etc., hoping that one of them would be lucky enough for Qi Ye to see.Even if these were unsuccessful, she could still connect via video or voice. For this reason, she rented a mobile WIFI, but no one answered it for a long time.

It doesn't matter, Song Mengyuan bought a mobile phone card and service at the local communication provider's store according to the strategy written by a domestic expert, and then called Qiye.However, there was always a busy signal from the other end of the phone, and then it switched to an artificial voice, asking if she wanted to leave a message.

Qi Ye will not forget to charge the phone, right?Song Mengyuan thought this possibility was very high, he couldn't laugh or cry, felt helpless, and was a little anxious.Her vacation is not long, and she has to go back to prepare for the exam after New Year's Day.In desperation, she had no choice but to take the next best thing and ask for help directly from the Paris Normal University to try her luck.

Coming from the airport to the university campus, Song Mengyuan noticed that there were many blacks on the street, and Asians were not uncommon, so she knew that she had to be mentally prepared and had to extract the characteristics of Qi Ye—a young Chinese math genius at the age of 19. Became a professor at an early age.

Song Mengyuan is not sure about the position of professor, because the systems in Europe and China are different, and there are several professor titles.She only remembered that Qi Ye was the one who specialized in research and didn't need to teach students, but occasionally he would help the school lead students to do projects and answer questions.

However, Song Mengyuan didn't find out about Qi Ye's uniqueness after asking a few people. He thought it was bad. He never expected that after leaving the mathematics department, even the students in his department might not know that there is Qi Ye in his school. Teachers who are too young, let alone a famous university with a long history like Ecole Normale Supérieure, there is no shortage of talented elites.

As for the wild bees, waves and butterflies encountered in the search, Song Mengyuan was used to it, and foreign men were not necessarily better than domestic men, in her opinion, they were all the same, so naturally they calmly used them and then dismissed them.But this experience made her understand that whites and blacks may not be able to distinguish the appearance of East Asians. Isn't that why many men and women recognize her beauty.

Fortunately, in order to show their courtesy, these people are more reliable, so they brought her to the secretary department of the university. It is said that if they want to find someone in the school, the secretary department can find her for you.

However, Song Mengyuan didn't know whether it was bad luck or the wrong timing. On Christmas day, there were only two men on duty in the secretary department.The two men talked about him from left to right, and they knew who Song Mengyuan was talking about, so they insisted on pretending not to know that there was such a person, chatted with those students, and then pretended to fight. After a few phone calls, I spoke French. The bully only spoke English and could not understand French.

Song Mengyuan felt a little regretful, he knew this would be the case, so he shouldn't be lazy when he goes to college, even if he learns a little simple French.French young people are willing to speak English, but they can't hold back their bad intentions.

In desperation, Song Mengyuan had no choice but to run out with an excuse, and left the École Normale Supérieure angrily, went shopping in a nearby store, and stayed in the park for a while, thinking that the group of people should probably disperse, so she took off her coat. Change into another clothes, return to the Paris Normal University, and ask people where the Department of Mathematics is at the door with a lot of traffic.

After Song Mengyuan asked the location of the Department of Mathematics, she went outside near the Department of Mathematics and waited with a glimmer of hope, thinking that as long as Qi Ye came out, she should be found.

As for entering the school's teaching building, don't even think about it. The Paris Ecole Normale Supérieure is not as relaxed as it used to be.Because Europe was not peaceful at that time, and even schools and students were often attacked, the French Ministry of Education called on all schools to strengthen their security, and no strangers should be allowed to enter the core buildings of the school except in public places.The French people also complained that this appeal and measure came too late.

The sky turned from bright grayish white to leaden gray to grayish black, and the clouds became heavier and lower, and it looked like it was about to snow.If he hadn't been waiting for someone, Song Mengyuan might have happily said that it was a white Christmas.However, after Qi Ye hadn't appeared for a long time, she gradually became uneasy. In order to resist the cold, she paced in place with her hands in her pockets, doubting and encouraging, self-denial and self-comfort taking turns as the direction of her steps changed.

It was getting dark faster than expected, almost in the blink of an eye, the street lights had been turned on at some point, and the lights of the buildings were also turned on sporadically, and then turned off bit by bit.Song Mengyuan stared intently at those bright windows, trying to find the figure he was thinking about day and night.

The cold wind blows like a knife, and it is more difficult than at dawn.Doesn't it mean that the climate in Western Europe is milder than that in the northern regions at the same latitude in China?Song Mengyuan really couldn't believe that this was the statement in the geography book, the person who compiled the book must have made a mistake.

Song Mengyuan thought it was ridiculous to be held here by a glimmer of hope, her mood fluctuated as the lights of the building went on and off, and the figures in the window swayed, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

Just when Song Mengyuan was angry and sad again, Susanna appeared.She wore a neat flaxen-colored high ponytail, wore a thick short down jacket and jeans, and came over with a canvas schoolbag on her back. She stopped in front of her and asked her in English:

"Hey, I want to ask, who are you from Sibylla?"

Sibyl?Song Mengyuan was very confused, she didn't remember which foreigner she knew.

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, she remembered that during the video call with Qi Ye, she occasionally heard someone call "Sibyla". Could it be Qi Ye?

She looked at this strange young Caucasian woman, and was deeply impressed by her square jaw, her brows and eyes were full of heroism, and her personality seemed very tough.She asked the other party in English tremblingly: "Is the Sibilla you are talking about a 19-year-old Chinese woman, a young math genius?"

The white woman raised her eyebrows: "Of course. Sibylla doesn't know any Asians in Paris, unless you met Sibylla in China."

Song Mengyuan thought to herself, it's not too bad to ask her to wait for someone who knows Qi Ye at last.But how did the other party know about her?Suspicion suddenly appeared in her heart, and she asked back, "Who are you—Qi Ye's? A friend?"

"Of course, Qi Ye and I are friends who grew up together."

Song Mengyuan almost blurted out: Liar!Fortunately, she remembered Qi Ye mentioned in time that she was born and raised in Europe before returning to China to study.However, she had never heard Qi Ye mention having such a friend.