Before Mu Yanzhu could clearly see the look in Jiang Qingchi's eyes, he had already left her with a cold and angry back.
It was as if the world was cold and hard, with the strangeness and alienation that penetrated the bone marrow, causing her heart to tighten in an instant, then tighten again, and then open and close to peel away...
She clutched her heart, feeling almost dead from the pain. It turns out that people without heart disease can also feel angina.
She had never realized the fact so clearly that she seemed to have really lost him.
Let’s break up!
These three words were engraved on the apex of her heart. The pain was so painful that she could only bend over to calm down the suffocation. Tears were flowing, as if they would never be finished. The hazy mist blurred her. eye sockets.
Suddenly a lyric came to mind:
—The tears on my cheeks are still warm, but no one holds my hand.
It turns out that she loves Jiang Qingchi so much.
"It's okay, senior. It doesn't matter if we break up. I thought you two were not suitable for each other." Xie Zijun patted Mu Yanzhu on the shoulder and comforted her gently.
Mu Yanzhu remained bent over and motionless. Now she couldn't hear anything and couldn't see anyone.
I feel like my heart is dying, I have no strength, my breathing is not smooth, my fingers are trembling, and my whole scalp is numb. I have had countless quarrels before, but I have never been in pain like this.
Because a little adds up to a lot
Xie Zijun sighed. It was the first time he saw Mu Yanzhu in such pain. The usually calm girl looked pale at this moment, as if she was about to faint in the next second.
"Senior sister, you will meet a better person, believe me."
"Better man? Who? You?"
Mu Yanzhu smiled bitterly. The tears stuck to her dry face. She wanted to wipe them but felt it was unnecessary. No one would care whether she felt uncomfortable anymore.
"I won't be with you, just leave." Mu Yanzhu straightened up.
"Senior sister..."
"Forget it, I'd better go, I want to be alone."
"How about I leave? If you need anything, call me. I will always be your strongest support. Come on, senior!"
After Xie Zijun finished speaking, he touched Mu Yanzhu's hair before turning around and leaving.
Mu Yanzhu was lying on the grass in the playground, her eyes closed, and two strings of clear tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.
Staring at the clear blue sky with widened eyes, he suddenly felt that it would be nice to die suddenly. If he died, he wouldn't feel heartache, and he wouldn't have the feeling of suffocating to death.
After a long while, she took a deep breath, took out her cell phone from her pocket and called Mu Ran.
There was some noise on the other end of Muran's side, "Sister, I'm playing games. By the way, help me ask my brother-in-law if he can play King of Kings tonight. Let him take me one."
"Mu Ran."
"What's wrong?" Mu Ran had no idea what had just happened.
Mu Yanzhu: "I want to hear An Jing. You can sing it to me."
"Oh, I only had the piano to accompany me for a whole day of talking, the sleeping cello, quiet...
"It's not quiet," Mu Yanzhu interrupted him, "It's quiet."
"Oh... let's sing again."
Apart from her height, the only advantage Mu Ran has is that she sings well and has a standard bass. People in her class call her the little prince of love songs.
Whenever Mu Yanzhu is in a bad mood, she likes to listen to Mu Ran sing and feels healed.
"Only the piano is left to accompany me as I stand here. The wedding we dreamed of has become a solo wedding march."
"In this tug-of-war of love, love me or love you, you choose yourself."
"Now I am still where I am, but you have gone back to your memory."
…
"Love is a wound. We each suffer. Silence is my last tenderness, because I am too -"
"Stop singing."
Mu Yanzhu hung up the phone without finishing listening.
Then he lay down and cried happily.
It would be great if she had rhinitis. Her nose must be very comfortable now.
A phone call came from her best friend Li Wenna, asking her how she was doing and when she would go on winter vacation.
Mu Yanzhu closed her eyes in silence.
"broke up."
"Huh? Oh oh oh oh, you broke up with that young master."
Li Wenna was a quick-reacting person, and she was speechless when she said, "If it doesn't matter, it's time to break up. Remember to have dinner."
"It's different... This time it's different..."
Mu Yanzhu bit her trembling lips and said intermittently...
"Before, I had low self-esteem. I said I wasn't worthy of him, but he didn't even take it seriously... This time, he said we broke up, well... we really broke up. You didn't see it just now, but he left without looking back. Before, before... He would always look back at me when he sent me downstairs to the dormitory. He would look at me every time... "
What does this mean
Li Wenna didn't understand, so she could only sigh, "Okay, I know you're sad, that's all you think, men are not good, just keep your eyes open from now on."
Her comfort was of no use to Mu Yanzhu.
Mu Yanzhu got up from the grass and walked towards the dormitory.
I don’t know how I got back to the dormitory, I was so confused, like a walking zombie, I didn’t want to say anything, I went to wash my face, then lay on the bed, closed the bed curtain, and lay quietly by myself.
I still remember that not long ago, there was a bold man who came to her dormitory to find her and slept in the same bed with her.
The past events are still vivid in his mind, and he even said at that time: "Jiang Yan, I will really give you a home, believe me."
Soon her roommate came back. The excitement outside had nothing to do with her. She put on her headphones and watched the tunnel battle all night.
Originally I wanted to watch cartoons, but what the hell...
In these days' cartoons, she can see the spark of love in two bears and two sheep, and it's still the crackling kind. She also watched a cartoon called Yarn.
…
In the next few days, Mu Yanzhu was "liberated".
The heart is riddled with holes.
But also invulnerable.
"Jiang Qingchi" no longer exists in his life.
Sibling relationships usually don't end well. The woman wants a sense of security, while the man is too naive and immature. They have different views.
Of course, there are some. Although the man is young, he is mature, steady and thoughtful.
This is just an exception.
Xie Zijun still installed a "radar" on Mu Yanzhu. No matter whether she went to the study room, the library, or the cafeteria, he could accurately sit opposite her.
For example, right now, Mu Yanzhu was eating, and when she looked up, she saw Xie Zijun.
I want to roll my eyes speechlessly!
Mu Yanzhu has told him many times that she will not fall in love with him, and she is not in the mood to start a new relationship.
Xie Zijun refused to listen and was stubborn.
"I'm good to you voluntarily. It doesn't matter even if you don't accept me. I'm not in a hurry anyway. I know my love."
"Love? Do you little brats know what love is?!"
"Aren't you four years older than me? You're not even forty years old. In my eyes, you've always been the young lady I first met. You were very focused on your work, looking very indifferent, and thinking... Let people explore your world.”
"My world is monotonous, trivial, and has nothing."
After Mu Yanzhu finished speaking, he left.
Xie Zijun caught up with her and saw that she was going back to the dormitory, so he followed her step by step.
"Why do you have to suffer so much for him? He might be eating, drinking and having fun somewhere!"
"Are you done?"
"Senior, alas! It's really not worth it! Look at that guy, what else is good about him besides his face?"
"I just like to see his face, and I would be happy if he tortured me for the rest of my life. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Mu Yanzhu asked calmly.
Xie Zijun: "..."
…
(End of chapter)