Early the next morning, just after seven o'clock, Jiang Xingzhou sneaked into the bathroom, clutching a small ball of clothes in his hand.
It cannot be said.
He seems broken.
I shouldn't have asked yesterday. He is no longer the happy little idiot he used to be. He has something on his mind.
Jiang Xingzhou felt very heavy-hearted when he came out of the bathroom.
If the reason I suddenly thought of the restrictive picture of Song Dynasty porcelain yesterday can be explained as being too shocking and my brain was out of control, then the picture at night was purely made up by my imagination and cannot be explained.
Certain images rushed into his mind again. Jiang Xingzhou's face became hot uncontrollably. He rushed to the sink again and splashed cold water on his face, but the heat did not go down at all.
"Ah!" Song Ci rubbed her eyes and came in. When she entered the room, she saw Jiang Xingzhou burying his face in the sink, which scared her.
"Jiang Xingzhou?" she exclaimed.
Jiang Xingzhou raised his face from the pool with a splash, wiped the water off his face, and looked towards the door.
Song Ci, who had just woken up, had a dazed expression and looked softer, as if she needed to be rubbed easily.
Her hair was sticking up uncomfortably, and the collar of her short-sleeved pajamas was crooked, revealing a small piece of her fair and delicate collarbone.
Looking more closely, her eyes were still half-closed, as if she had not yet woken up, but her mouth was slightly open, full and rosy, out of surprise that he was here, unlike in his dream.
Jiang Xingzhou was shocked to realize what he was thinking and took a step back.
"Well, I'm not going to eat this morning. Go eat by yourself."
After saying this, he ran back to the room.
As soon as the quilt was opened, he crawled in, not caring that the water droplets on his face had rubbed onto the bed.
He's really broken.
I took out my phone and clicked into the group chat, which already had more than two hundred messages.
He clicked on the location directly, and instead of looking down, he continued to scroll up and read his speech last night.
Reading his speech when he was sober, it seemed really heartbreaking. No wonder Yang Songbai kicked him yesterday.
Wu Hangfei said he had fallen.
There does not appear to be any misdiagnosis.
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Something is wrong with Jiang Xingzhou.
Song Ci discovered that Jiang Xingzhou had rejected her invitation to have dinner together for two consecutive days, and this was already the sixth meal.
Without him around to shoot the video, she found the mobile phone stand she had bought before, but no matter how she took the video, she was not satisfied. She could not achieve the same effect as Jiang Xingzhou's.
The video wasn’t shot well and she even felt that the food didn’t taste good.
What happened to Jiang Xingzhou
Something seemed to be wrong with him ever since he suddenly said he didn't want to eat breakfast when I saw him in the bathroom yesterday morning.
Song Ci turned off the camera interface on her phone, quietly finished making dinner, then quietly took the dinner to her room and ate it bit by bit.
After dinner, I quietly went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and put them back where they were, and took the phone holder back to the room.
Everything in the kitchen was restored to its original state. Apart from the lingering smell of dinner in the air, there were no other signs, as if no one had ever used it.
Apart from the appearance of Wangcai in the living room, a fruit plate on the coffee table, a trash can with a trash bag next to the table legs, and women's clothing hanging on the balcony, there were no other signs of their life in their house.
Everything is back to normal.
Just like the first half month they shared the apartment.
The two people have no intersection, each doing their own thing, and will deliberately avoid meeting each other.
Song Ci's white fingers moved one finger after another on the black screen of the phone, with a pout on her face, looking unhappy and confused.
It's been less than a month.
Is Jiang Xingzhou already fed up
Thinking of this, Song Ci's delicate eyebrows were frowned.
She imagined that if this situation continued, Song Ci could not imagine what would happen.
As soon as she thought about it, she felt a sharp pain in her heart and didn't dare to think about it any further.
She thought she finally had a good friend, but she found out it was just wishful thinking. When she was getting more and more used to it, the other party had already abandoned her.
That's how your eyes turn red.
Song Ci rubbed her eyes and raised her head to prevent the tears from falling.
No one likes someone who cries easily.
Can't cry.
You have already graduated and entered society. No one cares about your tears.
Tears only tell others your weakness and incompetence.
Even though she thought so, Song Ci couldn't help crying when she thought of Jiang Xingzhou's attitude.
They fell in large drops, clattering onto the table, leaving a puddle of water.
A new teardrop slid down the tear marks from the corner of my mouth, along the lip seam into my mouth, tasting salty.
Sad tears are salty.
Song Ci sniffed, wiped away her tears again, took out her phone and continued to look for Zhou Jiang's videos, deleting all the comments she had left in his comment section one by one.
Looking closely, the decoration inside Song Ci's room has changed.
The posters of Bai Yao that were hung before and the various small peripheral ornaments on the table have been put away, making the room seem a lot emptier.
She had been deleting for two days straight, and after deleting a dozen comments, she had completely deleted them all.
She clicked on the new video released by Zhou Jiang on Wednesday, thinking that she had clicked the dislike button and wanted to cancel it and give Zhou Jiang a like.
After I finished it, I found that my praising comment under this video had been deleted.
Song Ci: “?”
She was praising Zhou Jiang, why did Zhou Jiang delete her post? Her previous sarcastic comments were not deleted, so why was this one deleted
Song Ci's already unhappy mood instantly fell to the bottom.
Jiang Xingzhou bullied himself.
Now Zhou-chan is here to bully me too.
There really aren't any good people named after "Zhou", they are all bad winter melons! Stinky durian!
Fortunately, thanks to the previous videos, she can still support two more updates.
While setting a scheduled release date for the video to be updated in the evening, Song Ci couldn't help but think that if Jiang Xingzhou still didn't cooperate tomorrow, their video account would not be able to continue operating.
The bold words of the past two days will eventually become a joke.
Things like making a lot of money together and buying a big house together are all lies.
Jiang Xingzhou is a lying puppy!
Song Ci set the time while sobbing, threw away her cell phone, turned off the headlights, and then crawled into the thin quilt.
Song Ci pulled the quilt to the top of his head and hid himself tightly in the bed. He forced himself to close his eyes and stop thinking about these things. He went to sleep and there was no more worries when he fell asleep.
It was just after eight o'clock.
The dark environment makes it easier for people to have wild thoughts, and tears still couldn't stop flowing down. After an unknown amount of time, Song Ci's breathing finally became long and steady.
After a long time, the night was so quiet that I could hear the cry of the little black cat in the corner of the first floor outside the window. The cat always liked to move around at night.
The cell phone thrown on the table flashed again and again.
The note was a person with an angry expression, who sent message after message.
The phone was dark for a long time before it went silent.