In the middle of the night, the sky is moonless, a few dim yellow street lamps illuminate the roadside, and the air is still moist with the moisture after the rain.
The girl was wearing a pink bear nightdress, with light sleep marks on her fair cheeks, her peach blossom eyes were loose and hazy.
She was wearing sandals, revealing a slender white calf, and there was still water on the side of the road, but as if she didn't realize it, the water dripped down like this.
"What's wrong with you?" She squatted down in front of the boy and asked lightly.
The young man looked at her, those eyes that melted into the night, quietly glittered with light.
He didn't dare to say that he was leaving, and he didn't dare to ask anything. He just kept silent and looked at her without blinking, as if he wanted to carve her into his soul at this moment.
The camphor tree not far away swayed slightly, dripping dew.
The young man squatted on the ground, his body was already soaked wet, and strands of hair were stuck to his forehead. He looked pitiful, like a helpless puppy who fell into the water.
The wind in the night, with the coolness of the rain, blew slightly, and the boy's wet body was blown by the wind, and he couldn't help shivering.
"Come in with me." Cheng Chu said.
The young man slowly stood up from the ground, but he just stood there, pursing his white lips and shaking his head stubbornly.
He should have left silently, never appearing in her world again, never disturbing her again.
In the dark of night, Cheng Chu looked at the boy with a defiant expression in front of him, reached out and held his wrist, "Come in with me."
The wrist froze in vain, and the young man made a slight effort.
The girl didn't even notice his struggle and dragged him forward.
"My parents and brother are not at home today, don't worry." She thought that she was afraid of seeing her family when she was a teenager, and quickly explained.
The boy's pale wrists were wet and cold with rain, but for a split second, the scorching heat seemed to escape from that small section of wrists, carrying fire currents all the way to the bottom of his heart.
He was exhausted and dragged forward like a marionette.
The closed door blocked the roaring night wind outside, a small night light was lit in the living room, the soft light reflected on the smooth marble floor, and the crystal chandelier on the top reflected a little starlight.
The young man stood at the entrance, not even daring to go inside.
"These are slippers, stop standing, come in." The girl turned back.
He shook his head again, "I'm wet."
will get dirty here.
"Come in!" Cheng Chu simply took his hand this time and tugged hard.
But although the young man was thin, he was tall.
"Don't you want me to help you with slippers?" Cheng Chu took a few steps closer, and was about to squat down.
The boy hurriedly backed away, waved his hand and said, "No, no need."
"Then put on your slippers and come in quickly." Cheng Chu said.
This time, the young man finally squatted down obediently. He moved quickly, as if he was afraid that Cheng Chu would come over again.
After taking off his shoes, he put on his slippers and stood obediently in the corner with his head down, like a puppy who did something wrong.
Cheng Chu suddenly softened his heart.
She was still a little angry that he didn't answer the phone, which made her worry about the day, but now that she saw him coming to her in the heavy rain, huddled under the eaves, her anger disappeared.
The room was quiet, and Cheng Chu said softly, "Come with me."
The wooden stairs made a few footsteps in the quiet night, and this time the boy followed up obediently.
But the footsteps were very heavy, and each step seemed to be stepping on the boy's heart as cold as ice, dull and heavy. He hates his dissatisfaction, always approaching greedily, giving up his original promise again and again.
But the boy looked at the girl's back, but he knew in his heart how happy he was at the moment.
Walking through the long corridor, the girl pushed open the door and pushed him straight into the bathroom.
"You are all wet now, take off your clothes first and take a bath, so as not to catch a cold." The girl walked to the bathtub and taught him how to control and adjust the water temperature.
Gu Miao froze in place.
She continued, "I'm going to find you some of my brother's clothes. You guys are about the same height, so you should be able to wear them."
The boy's fingers trembled, and his head stopped thinking for a moment.
"Then I'll look for clothes first, and I'll put them at the door when I find them." The girl walked out of the bathroom, and stuck her head out again after a few seconds, "Don't be stunned, hurry up, or you'll have a fever tomorrow."
His body soaked in rain was cold, but warmth rose from the bottom of his heart.
The girl closed the door, and the wide mirror in the bathroom reflected his decadent and embarrassed appearance.
He was a little annoyed, seeing her for the last time, he was so embarrassed.
The bathroom was much larger than his original room, and on the shelf next to the bathtub were assorted shower gels, shampoos, and body lotions.
The young man's face suddenly turned red, and there was a hint of annoyance in his cold eyes, and he could not wait to raise his hand and slap him hard.
He washed quickly, as if fleeing, Cheng Chu almost put down his clothes when a hand stretched out between the bathroom door.
"So fast?" Cheng Chu stuffed his clothes and trousers into his hands, as if he could still feel the lingering steam on his arms.
That hand froze in vain, and after a while, the voice from the empty bathroom was dry and hoarse, "Yeah."
Cheng Chu went downstairs to make ginger tea, and when he entered the room cautiously, he found the boy standing by the window.
The clothes on his body looked a bit large, but the clean white shirt still showed the tall and straight figure of a young man. He held his wet clothes in both hands, raised his eyes only when he heard the footsteps, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Where do I wash the clothes? ?"
He was afraid of dirtying the girl's sink, so he didn't dare to wash there.
"Give it to me, wait for me to get it for you." Cheng Chu handed him the ginger tea.
The young man clenched his hand, unwilling to let go, his voice trembling in panic, "No, no, how can I let you wash."
She should not even touch it.
"What are you thinking, of course, put it in the washing machine." Cheng Chu smiled.
The young man's pale hands were full of blue veins, "I'll let it go."
"You can't use it, oops, give it to me." Cheng Chu couldn't help but grab the wet clothes.
She inadvertently touched the back of the boy's icy cold hand and trembled slightly, "Look at how cold your hand is, you don't drink anymore."
The strong smell of ginger permeated the air, and the moist coldness of the rainy night dissipated slightly. Gu Miao held ginger tea in her hand, and the warmth spread from the white porcelain cup all the way to the bottom of her heart.
He took a sip, and the sweetness melted in his heart.
"I'll put your clothes in the washing machine first, don't worry about drying them after washing, they will dry quickly." The girl said with a smile.
The curtains were a very light blue, like a clear summer sky.
The girl stepped out of the balcony, her graceful silhouette half-crouched on the curtains.
But the figure froze in vain.
"What's wrong?" Gu Miao's heart tightened.
The light blue was removed, the room was brightly lit, and the girl stood on the balcony with a layer of tears in her eyes.
She held a piece of wet tissue paper with her hands down slightly, and a little bit of rain dripped on the ground, fainting a small water stain.
Gu Miao's breathing stopped for a moment, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at those tearful eyes again.
There was another drizzle outside, and it fell diagonally into the balcony, brushing on the girl's long jet-black hair.
"Where are you going?" she choked, her voice trembling.
The boy's hands were white, but he never said a word.
There was silence in the room, and the handwriting on the paper had already been smeared away by the rain, but Cheng Chu knew that it was a ticket.
She clenched her fist, and the fluffy paper was pinched into a ball.
In a split second, the young man's sore eyes at the door just now appeared in her mind, mixed with nostalgia.
Just like the rainy night of farewell in the previous life, he also looked at her with such eyes.
Her vision gradually blurred and became clear in the next second.
"Don't, don't cry." The boy came over, and his hands stopped abruptly when they were about to touch her cheek.
His fingertips trembled, but he never dared to step in another inch.
The next second, the girl suddenly jumped into his arms.
Her body was cold and slightly moistened by the rain, but it made the young man's heart feel hot for a moment.
He knew that he should push her away.
But the dampness coming from his neck was like a flame, and the emotions raging and flowing in his body burned out the remaining reason in the next second.
He hugged the girl, and his empty heart was filled in an instant.
"Stop crying." He sighed helplessly.
There was no moon in the rainy night, the girl raised her eyes, and her tearful eyes seemed to fall into few stars.
But the star fell into the young man's heart and rolled a knife, which made his heart hurt.
"Don't cry." He was clumsy, unable to say anything else, he could only repeat it over and over again jerky.
The girl's tears were like beads that had dropped a thread, "I won't let you go."
He closed his eyes with difficulty, and the bottom line in his heart was almost broken.
The room was quiet, only the girl was left sobbing softly, "You don't go to school, don't answer the phone, and now you say you want to leave."
She withdrew from his arms in a fit of anger, wiped her tears, and said in a very aggrieved voice, "I went to find you, and I was pushed by someone at the entrance of the alley, and my hands and feet were injured."
The warmth left instantly, taking away Gu Miao's trembling heartbeat.
"Where's the injury? Show me." The reason in his mind disappeared, and he carefully grabbed the girl's wrist, his voice trembling with anxiety.
Cheng Chu pursed his lips and spread his palms, and the white palms were covered with scratches.
She looked at the boy's distressed eyes that were about to burst into tears, but stubbornly asked, "Why are you leaving?"
The night was silent, and even the swaying rain could be heard clearly.
The boy closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse and difficult, "I shouldn't bother you."
He understands that if he stays by her side and sees her being intimate with others every day, he is afraid that he will go crazy.
It turned out that he was greedy and should not expect things that did not belong to him.
"Who are we?" Cheng Chu asked.
The boy's voice drifted in the night, caught in the coolness of the rain.
"You and Lin Qifeng."
His pale lips pursed, he was ruthless, and he called her nickname for the first time without hesitation, "Chuchu, I—"
The rest of the words were blocked, and the girl leaned over on tiptoe and kissed the boy's cool lips.
It was drizzling outside.
His world was shattered and stagnant in an instant.
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