Mai Ding stood there stupidly, holding the doorknob tightly: "But today is already very late, can't tomorrow?"
"I've already contacted someone else to look at the house tomorrow, and I have to clean it up today, and I can help you clean it up." The man didn't move at all.
Mai Ding smiled palely: "No need, I'll clean up right away."
The man entered the house and sat in the living room. Mai Ding walked to the bedroom and slowly tidied up his things. His brain seemed to be rusted and broken, unable to think, or it would be better this way, thinking would only make the heart hurt more, and the limit had been reached there. , No matter how painful it is, it will wither. After everything was put away, Mai Ding dragged his luggage and walked out, handing the key to the man.
"The furniture?" the man asked.
Mai Ding turned his head to look at the house, and said lightly: "You keep it, I don't need it anymore."
It was getting late, Mai Ding was standing alone on the side of the road waiting for a taxi, he just stared blankly at the end of the night, the blackness engulfed everything, houses, vehicles, and himself. About twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived, Mai Ding turned around for the last time before getting in the car, An Ziyan, the place without you doesn't belong to me anymore.
The car drove all the way, as if it would never reach the end, Mai Ding never felt that the road was so long. When he arrived at the door, Mai Ding took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Mai Ding's mother came to open the door and saw Mai Ding with the luggage a little surprised: "Why are you back?"
Mai Ding smiled again, with a sad arc on the corner of his stiff mouth: "I'm coming back to live now, you're not happy."
"I'm not unhappy, but why did you come back?"
"Mom, don't ask, I'm so tired and I'm going to bed."
Mai Ding's mother didn't continue to ask, and exchanged glances with Mai Ding's father. Mai Ding dragged his luggage to the room, closed the door lightly, and slid to the ground, when Bai Xiaosi sent a text message.
"I'll give you An Su's phone number, you can ask her. Mai Ding, please be good."
"Xiao Si, teach me how to get better, I have too much trouble even laughing."
Mai Ding dialed Ansu's phone, and the other end was as indifferent as ever.
"I'm sorry to call you so late, do you know where An Ziyan is?"
"It's so funny to ask, you don't even know where An Ziyan is, but I will?"
"That's right" Mai Ding smiled mockingly, he is An Ziyan's lover, he didn't know where he was but he went to ask others.
"An Su, I know you don't like me, but if you see An Ziyan, can you speak up for me?"
"You don't know what to say?"
"Tell him, I won't teach him so badly in the future, he can sleep in late; he can talk about me and scold me; he can tell me ghost stories in the middle of the night; he can even take back his ring, but it just doesn't work." Allow me to be left alone." After speaking, Mai Ding hung up the phone.
An Ziyan, I will obey you in everything, so you can come back
I am already humble enough, how can I be humble enough for you to come back
Mai Ding sat up, stood up, and lay back on the bed. The ring on the ring finger hurts Mai Ding. Memories emerge one after another, and it is said that when a person is about to die, the memories of this life will be rewound like a revolving lantern. So am I going to die
"An Ziyan, what if one day you suddenly leave me?"
"Then you have to believe that I will come back."
I once asked you this, and you once answered me like this.