The accident in my life is only you

After class in the afternoon, it seems that the load on my heart has been exceeded, and the pain at the apex of my heart appears and disappears, and I am a little powerless.

Before the end of get out of class, I dialed Xiaoya's phone number. Xiaoya should be eating, and the phone was full of chewing sounds.

"What's wrong with Yingying? Call now, have you eaten yet?"

I suppressed my voice and said softly, "Sister Xiaoya, do you go to work at night?"

Xiaoya swallowed what was in her mouth, and said a clear sentence, "Yes, but if you come over, I can go later."

"Okay, then I'll go find you after class."

Xiaoya was going to say something over there, but I didn't have time to listen, so I hung up.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I packed up my things and rushed back to the dormitory, then picked up my bag and ran to the bus stop, and got on a bus to Xiaoya's place.

Just like I was preparing to go to Yucheng last time, I can't wait.

I don't allow myself a moment to stop, and I don't let the pain take advantage of it.

When I arrived, Xiaoya and Xiaoqiu were sitting on the stool at the entrance of the supermarket playing with their mobile phones.

I walked up to Xiaoya and took a deep breath, they all raised their heads at the same time, looking at me who was out of breath suspiciously.

Xiaoya spoke first, "What's wrong with you, is there someone chasing you?"

Seeing Xiaoya, my heart suddenly felt better, I grinned and said, "Almost. But seeing you, I am really happy, sister Xiaoya, you always give me a sense of security."

Xiaoya turned her head to look at Xiaoqiu with a blank face, then looked back at my serious face, burst out laughing, "Yingying, you are so abnormal, are you broken in love again? Which one was lost this time?"

"Sister Xiaoya, how can you say that, you are not happy at all when I express my love for you so sincerely." I said deliberately sad.

Xiaoya: "...."

Xiaoya looked at me, as if saying, this child must be bewitched and ill.

After a short pause, he continued, "Okay, okay, why did you come here suddenly? Have you eaten yet? It's already six o'clock."

I still smiled and replied: "It's okay, I really missed you suddenly, really."

Then I remembered that Xiaoya had to go to work at night, so I asked again, "Then what time can you go at night?"

Xiaoya put away her phone and stood up with Xiaoqiu, "Xiaoqiu should go to work in a while, I can go at about 08:30, how about it, is it interesting?"

"Okay, then take me out to play at night, Miss Xiaoya." I took her arm.

Xiaoya: "Where do you want to go?"

"do not know."

Xiaoya: "Then let's go to the Internet cafe for a while?"

I happily responded, "Okay, sister Xiaoya."

We turned on two computers, Xiaoya was still playing the game, and I casually flipped through the webpage, unknowingly clicked on my own space, and then accidentally opened Liu Shu's space.

The information in her space hasn't been updated much, and she hasn't expressed her mood recently, but I feel faintly uneasy in my heart, as if I've overlooked something.

Inexplicably bewitched, I clicked on her message board, the first message on the message board, the time shows that it was late last night, it lay there majestically, it hurt my eyes, and the thorn went straight through my eyes piercing my heart.

Aning left a message: I have never thought that a solid substance like a ring can represent love. How can such a warm and passionate feeling be expressed with such a cold thing? Our love should warm each other and it is enough, there is no need for any extra s things.

Ah Ning so blatantly left a message in her space, as if swearing love, not afraid of the eyes of the world, this is something I can't do.

But what made me even more desperate was that Liu Shu allowed her to swear their love so openly, in her space, where all relatives and friends could see it.

Thinking of this, the pain of going back and forth came again, which just showed that Liu Shu really gave up on me.

Damn Lin Ying, you haven't given up yet. I scolded myself, and my breath was stuck in my throat. My head was dizzy and I lay on the keyboard.

Before getting down, I clicked the minimization of the webpage, I don't want Xiaoya to see my humbleness.

"Yingying, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoya reached out and patted my shoulder, asking eagerly.

I took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling voice and said, "It's okay, I suddenly had a stomachache, and I just remembered that I forgot to eat at night."

"Ah? I asked you several times before, but you didn't answer. I thought you had eaten. Why didn't you eat it? It's past seven o'clock now."

Xiaoya paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Then do you want some instant noodles? There are instant noodles in the internet cafe."

"Okay." I replied softly, lying on the keyboard.

I held back my tears, suppressed the pain in my heart, raised my head and closed the webpage, turned off the button, and the computer desktop returned to the state just before I turned it on.

During the filming, Xiaoya brought a bowl of instant noodles and placed it in front of me.

The tone was concerned, "Yingying, are you really okay? If there is anything, you have to tell me, don't be bored."

I turned my head and flattened my mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Sister Xiaoya, this time I really fell out of love."

Xiaoya was not surprised, and seemed to be waiting for my next words.

But how should I explain this deformed emotion to her? I can't say it.

This feeling of being scorned by others was turned into a sharp knife and stabbed at me one by one. How can I underestimate it.

I thought about where to start to explain, so as not to scare Xiaoya, but it seemed that it didn't fit anywhere, so I had to twitch the corners of my mouth and swallow everything.

After I finished eating the instant noodles, I turned off the computer with Xiaoya, and I walked quietly on the street holding her arm, sending her to work, and finally went back to school by myself.

I didn't contact Liu Shu again, but Yingying in my heart was ready to move. I wanted to call her several times to hear her voice, but I tried my best to restrain myself.

Those impulses were suppressed little by little, and slowly accumulated somewhere in the bottom of my heart, eyeing eagerly, waiting for a certain moment to erupt.

Whenever I can't control my longing, I will pull out the text message and watch it quietly, letting the boundless pain fill my heart, letting them corrode the thick longing in my heart.

I think the more obvious those pains are, the more they can remind me of my lost dignity.

But people are so able to withstand Ling Chi, even if I remind myself from time to time like this, it is undeniable that there is still nostalgia in the deepest part of my heart.

So I often dream of Liu Shu. In the dream, she never questioned me coldly, but still smiled gently.

I dreamed again and again that I walked through the corridor of the liberal arts class, and saw Liu Shu showing a bright smile from a distance, and I couldn't move anymore. I stood looking at her from a distance, as if she had been standing at the original place waiting for me, Never leave.

On Saturday, early in the morning, I made an appointment with Yan Zhi to do a part-time job. I packed my bag and brought the necessary things.

Walking to the door of the dormitory, I vaguely felt that I had forgotten something.

So I stood where I was, leaning against the door frame, took out all the things in the bag, and put them on the table next to me.

Counting the things to take out in my heart, I reached into the bag to see if there were any extra things in the bag. After all, I have to go out for a whole day, so it is best to travel light.

My finger touches the hard metal object at the bottom of the bag, a small round one, but I haven't caught it yet.

I don't know what it is, it rolled around in the bag along the softness of the bag. In a fit of anger, I took off the whole bag and pressed it directly on the table, and opened the bag as far as possible, wanting to see which damn object it was.

In an instant, a ring came into view, with a black groove inlaid in its middle, very shiny, like a black horse.

It just jumped straight into my eyes, stabbing my heart with a slight pain.

I was slightly startled, then raised my head and looked around, only to find that no one noticed my abnormality just now.

So I quickly took out the ring and put it on my left ring finger, as if it had been worn there before.

Then he slowly put all the things on the table back into the bag, and walked out the door pretending to be nonchalant.

The ring was tightly set on the ring finger, like a talisman, which made my ups and downs seem to find a small boat that could dock.

Looking at the gentle rising sun in the sky, my mood gradually became clearer, and the cold wind that was originally cool in the early morning also became slightly relieved.

That ring slowly healed the scars in my heart, as if Liu Shu was still by my side, and would turn around and call me Yingying at any time.

I wore it on the bus, went to the part-time shopping mall, took the leaflets in my hand, and handed them to the customers one by one, as if it had magical powers, warmed my heart, and gave me infinite strength.

"Lin Ying, why haven't you seen you wear the ring in your hand last week?" Yan Zhi stood beside me and handed the guest a flyer.

I froze slightly, not knowing how to explain.

Yan Zhi leaned closer, "Did you just buy it this week? I can't tell, you like this style."

I opened my mouth and prepared to give her a random reason to perfuse her, only to find that every time I was nervous, I would easily think of perfunctory excuses. I turned out to be such a liar.

I secretly smiled bitterly, and then said, "I didn't buy it myself, it was a gift from a friend."

"No wonder, I don't think you are suitable for such a style, you are out of place." Yan Zhiyin smiled.

Dun Dun continued, "Looks like a male model?"

I know what she wants to say, but Yan Zhi is not usually a gossip person, maybe because of our acquaintance, she also joked with me.

I smiled and explained, "It's not a men's ring. Besides, if a man buys a ring as a gift for a girl, why would he buy such a ring?"

"Is that a gift from a girl? It's so grand, why don't you give me a ring?"

Feeling a little lonely in my heart, I hesitated for a while, but still answered softly: "Well, it was a gift from a girl. Maybe she thought the ring was beautiful, so she just gave it to me. It shouldn't make any sense."

Yan Zhi didn't ask any more questions, just turned her head and smiled at me, then handed out the leaflet in her hand.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.Lin Ying's ring was bought by Liu Shu in Yucheng some time ago, see Chapter 58 for details.