stop, don't move

Qiao Le was walking on the road in a daze. Everything just now made him feel too unreal. He seemed to have entered the theater by mistake, watched a tragic movie, and only found out that the protagonist was himself at the end.

He was in so much pain that he had no energy to think, and the chaotic voice filled his brain, as if it was about to burst his eardrums. Qiao Le tapped his temple hard, and reached out to stop a taxi.

The destination is the stingy teahouse.

Because of this unique name, Chen Qi has a special liking for this teahouse. She said that a special designer should have a unique place of belonging, and this teahouse is just right for her.

From Qiao Le's point of view, many of Chen Qi's ideas are wonderful, so this girl has a unique temperament, and Qiao Le feels lucky to be able to become friends with her.

There are many customers in the teahouse in summer, and when you walk into the lobby, you can smell the refreshing fragrance of tea. Qiao Le walked to the private room 206, raised her hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Chen Qi, are you there?"

Qiao Le shouted in a low voice, the door was pulled open from inside, Chen Qi's eyes were red and swollen, she looked at Qiao Le indifferently, said "Come in" and turned around.

"Is... what happened?"

Qiao Le closed the door and looked at Chen Qi with concern. The latter didn't answer, but sat down and poured tea for himself. There was still a painting and painting tools on the table.

He walked over and sat opposite Chen Qi, quietly waiting for her to speak.

Chen Qi stopped holding the teapot, she unhurriedly lifted the lid of the teapot, poured the whole pot of tea onto Qiao Le's face, but luckily the tea was cold, Qiao Le coughed a few times, rubbed it with her sleeve face, looking at Chen Qi in surprise.

"Qiao Le, stop pretending, I'm sick of seeing you like this!"

Accompanied by Chen Qi's roar, there was a burst of crying, tears fell again uncontrollably, and Chen Qi's hand holding the teapot was also shaking.

"Qiao Le, you are cold, you are lofty, you are a top student, you are not like the same kind of people as your classmates in school, after becoming friends with you, I have no other friends, am I treating you badly! "

"...you are very good to me, always good."

Qiao Le wiped the tea off his face with a paper towel, lowered his eyelashes, and was unbelievably calm.

"You know that I like Shen Kaixing! I didn't know that he likes you until now, and you also know... It's fun to treat people like monkeys, don't you think it's very interesting to see me commit nympho again and again!"

"Chen Qi, I never thought of that."

There were so many things going on today that almost exceeded the load on Qiao Le's heart. Looking at his good friend with hatred eyes, he felt chills all over again. He even understood that his explanation was useless to the current Chen Qi.

"Shen Kaixing and I are already strangers, and I have a boyfriend."

Although it is about to be lost.

"I'm not interested in your private life!"

Chen Qi interrupted what Qiao Le wanted to say next, her voice was already hoarse, she picked up the drawing board on the table, took out the painting and placed it in front of Qiao Le.

"I drew this at home in the past few days. I wanted to give it to you at the beginning of school. I originally wanted to draw a photo of the two of us together...but forget it, you, Qiao Le, should be alone!"

"This painting is for you, we break off friendship."

"Wait a moment!"

Qiao Le stood up, he didn't expect Chen Qi to be so decisive, because of Shen Kaixing, because of something that he and Shen Kaixing never had, she would break up with him like this.

"Shen Kaixing and I used to be ordinary friends, and now we have nothing to do with each other. If you think I cheated you, I can apologize to you, but don't..."

"enough!"

Chen Qi raised her hand and slapped Qiao Le's face, and looked at Qiao Le's slapped face in a daze.

"I'm sorry." Chen Qi looked at her hands, "But I can't accept it, Qiao Le, I really hope you can reflect on why you don't have friends."

After Chen Qi finished speaking, he passed by Qiao Le. He understood that once he turned around, he never looked back.

Qiao Le's hair was still dripping with tea, which fell on the table instead of tears. He couldn't cry, and tears couldn't sum up his sadness.

He picked up the sketch on the table, which showed a boy sitting on the steps, looking at something, and there were obvious pencil marks around, all of which were erased.

Just like him, all the friends, family and lover around him disappeared cruelly, and he was as lonely as a picturesque person.

Qiao Le took the drawing out of the teahouse, and the red tea color stained several spots on his white shirt. His embarrassing appearance attracted people's attention. Qiao Le turned a blind eye and walked towards Lieyang, aimlessly walking on the street.

He didn't want to go back, didn't want to face Wen Shiyan, didn't want to see that man before he figured out how to end everything.

City A is huge, and the north of the city is very prosperous, but Qiao Le can't resonate with this place.

He walked to the south of the city and returned to Tongzilou.

When Qiao Le reached the entrance of the alley, his legs were numb, and the drawing paper in his hand was soaked and wrinkled with sweat. The sky was blue and black. He looked up at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, and continued to walk home. direction.

There was no one around the mahjong table downstairs at home, Qiao Le could suddenly see Qiao Shan touching his cards with a cigarette in his mouth, Liu Min stood aside holding melon seeds and showed him the cards with a smile, Liu Meiyi went to Aunt Zhang after school I bought an ice cream from the canteen, wiped my sweat and licked it contentedly...

Qiao Le shook his head, hot wind blew, and brought a piece of paper beside the mahjong table, nothing.

The night in Tongzilou is quiet, and every household turns off the lights very early. In order to save more electricity bills, Qiao Le stepped on the dilapidated stairs and walked to the second floor as quietly as possible.

After Qiao Shan's death, there was no one at home. When Qiao Le opened the door, there was a smell of dust. Qiao Le turned on the light and put the painting in his hand aside.

Liu Min's posthumous photo was still placed in the middle of the living room. The woman in the photo smiled and softened her miserable life. He knelt down and kowtowed three times to the photo, then walked to his room.

The corners of the walls were covered with fallen walls, and the floor was gray and white. Qiao Le walked to the cabinet, pulled out the drawers, and fiddled with the sundries he hadn't taken away.

There are several big white rabbit candies inside.

They were all given to him by Chen Qi. He doesn't like this kind of candy. Chen Qi gave him one and he would eat one willingly. Put the rest in the drawer and put them away. Now no one will give him the white rabbit again.

Qiao Le picked up one and peeled off the candy wrapper carefully. Due to the weather, the candy melted in half, and even the candy wrapper was sticky.

The taste of milk overflowed in his mouth, but Qiao Le felt a bitterness in his mouth, the sugar must have gone bad.

Qiao Le looked down at the handful of candies in his hand, filling them into his mouth one by one.

In just one day, everything is gone, cherished friends, precious love...

When tomorrow does not come, I will never understand how miserable my life is.

Qiao Le sat in the room all night, and received news that Wen Shiyan was going on a business trip for a week in the early morning. Qiao Le replied with a smile, "Okay, don't be too tired."

Like nothing happened.