The phone was dead, so she stood up and used it to charge it. When she turned it on, she paused when she saw his missed call.
Li Luo Erguo's message box flashed shortly afterwards.
"Sister Yin, Zhou Yu came back last night! He flew to Beijing that night, because his grandfather's illness relapsed, maybe he was too anxious at the time, so suddenly there was no news."
"Sister Yin, Zhou Yu must have told you the first time, fortunately there is nothing wrong."
"Where are you beads?"
Seeing this, the interface suddenly changed, and Zhou Yu called over.
She stayed silent for a while and didn't answer.
Put down the phone and let it vibrate.
She raised her head, not knowing what she was looking at, walked barefoot a few times on the floor, then squatted down, holding her knees, her eyes hollow.
Suddenly I felt very boring.
It's boring.
Without knowing the reason, she blamed him in her heart before she knew it.
Blame him why he disappeared suddenly without saying a word.
Blame him for not replying to her message and not calling her.
They weren't together, she obviously had no right to blame him, and she didn't have this identity.
He must be sad when his family is ill.
She is too self-righteous.
Whether it's her dad or him.
She is all guilty.
It seems to be bad again.
The brilliance she regained was also dimmed.
That's it, stay here forever.
I don't want anything anymore.
When Zhou Yu arrived, he saw the key on the door, slowed down and put the phone in his pocket.
He just stood at the door for a while, turning his head and twitching at the corner of his mouth.
I don't know if it is fortunate or helpless.
He opened the door and walked in.
When Yin Zhu heard movement in the living room, she slowly stood up, walked to the bedroom door and stopped.
Seeing his figure, her godless eyes fluctuated.
When he was about to look over to her, she stepped back in and closed the door.
But it has been discovered.
When he pressed down the doorknob, she locked it.
Zhou Yu couldn't open it, so he dropped his hand.
"Don't let me in."
Yin Zhu lowered his eyes, bit his lower lip, and said nothing.
"Is it angry?"
"... No."
"Will you open the door for me."
"…I do not want."
He stood there, silent.
"...I don't know how to face you now, your grandpa...is okay..."
"Well, it's all right."
"... Okay, you go, don't waste time on me."
She is not worth it now.
Zhou Yu's black eyes sank a little, half of his body was hidden in the shadows.
"You open the door and I'll listen to you."
She felt like a piece of her heart had been dug away, and she felt a little pain.
She has no way to accept this kind of self, she needs time or... give herself to time.
"...What you say counts."
"count."
She unlocked the lock with a click, and when she held the handle, he opened the door.
She stepped back subconsciously, he walked in, took her wrist, and led her to the wall.
Confine her in this small area.
The two looked at each other.
Long-lost to see each other's face.
It seemed that a few days had been stretched, so that she looked at him in a daze.
"I opened the door, you have to count."
His black eyes sank, staring at her:
"I drove it."
"Don't count."
She looked away and lowered her eyes.
"You give me some time, please."
He tilted his head to look to the side.
Seeing the medicine pellets scattered all over the floor, she held her hand and let go.
She followed his gaze, then raised her hand to cover his eyes.
A thread broke apart on her calm face, flustered.
"You are not allowed to see."
His Adam's apple rolled, took her hand, and his eyes fell on her lotus root arm.
Eye-catching, red scars.
Her eyes are astringent.
Break away from him, beat him.
"I told you not to look."