This is what he looks like now! @writer0 seconds ago—Feng Ji
When Ling Miao saw this Weibo, the window was already filled with light.
Ling Miao himself found it ridiculous. He was about to read a book, but when he heard the roar of cars outside the window, he fell asleep without even realizing it.
Hu Yueyuan was watching TV in the living room. When she saw Ling Miao coming out of the room, she just snorted coldly. Ling Miao ignored Hu Yueyuan. He went to the kitchen to cook some rice, and then returned to the bedroom after finishing it.
Turning on the computer and entering Su Yuyang's Weibo homepage, Ling Miao's heart ached for a moment.
On Weibo, the exclamation mark expressed all Feng Ji's emotions. He was angry, depressed, and expressed his incomprehension about Ling Miao's behavior. Maybe Ling Miao couldn't read much of what Feng Ji wanted to express, but he felt Feng Ji's anger.
Ling Miao looked at the man in the photo. He was unkempt, his cheeks were sunken, and his clear eyes were only dim. Ling Miao touched Su Yuyang's cheek across the screen, tracing Su Yuyang's eyebrows, lips, and nose with his trembling fingertips.
"Why are you torturing yourself?" Ling Miao seemed to be asking Su Yuyang, but also seemed to be asking himself, "Why is there such a hurdle between us? Is it because I did something wrong or because God doesn't want us to be happy. "
Some questions actually have no answers. Even if someone can answer Ling Miao, Ling Miao may not adopt that person's answer. Perhaps, only time can solve all problems.
Refreshing the page, Su Yuyang updated a Weibo post.
"Xiao Miao, I will go find you tomorrow, wait for me." A simple sentence made Ling Miao feel uneasy. Although he was sure that Su Yuyang didn't know where he was now, Su Yuyang's words revealed strong confidence. It seemed that Su Yuyang already knew that he was in his hometown.
"Su Yuyang probably doesn't know that I'm in my hometown. Even if he guesses that I'm in my hometown, he doesn't know the exact address." Thinking of this, Ling Miao's heart calmed down a little, but at that moment, a terrible thought flashed through his mind: Su Yuyang If I ask Mu Yu for my address, won't I be exposed
Ling Miao didn't want to see Su Yuyang. He didn't want to see Su Yuyang until he thought about it thoroughly. Ling Miao packed up his things and was about to leave. Hu Yueyuan passed by his door. Seeing Ling Miao's panic, she sarcastically said, "Hey, did you kill someone or steal something and run away?"
"Kill... kill?" Ling Miao paused, glanced at Hu Yueyuan, and said calmly: "Would you like to try and see if I can kill you?"
"You are... sick!" Ling Miao's eyes were like swords and his smile was cold. Hu Yueyuan was afraid that Ling Miao would really kill her, so she left quickly with a trembling body.
As soon as Hu Yueyuan left, Ling Miao suddenly felt like a deflated ball. He walked to the door with weak steps. Close the door, lean against the door panel, and slowly slide your body down.
Ling Miao squatted on the ground, holding his calves with both hands and resting his forehead on his knees. At this moment, he was like a lost child, helpless and facing the danger of being abducted by human traffickers at any time.
In his heart, Ling Miao expected Su Yuyang to help him find his way home, but it seemed that Su Yuyang could not find the direction either. Reason told Ling Miao to stay away from Su Yuyang and leave quickly before Su Yuyang found this place, but his inner desire was gradually gaining the upper hand.
Ling Miao was as motionless as a sculpture. After a few hours, he suddenly raised his head.
"Su Yuyang, there are some things that we have to explain clearly in person!" Ling Miao said with a bitter smile.
It's late at night, the neon lights are gradually extinguished, and a few street lights are still on, making it look lonely. Ling Miao leaned on the window sill and looked into the distance. It seemed that he saw Su Yuyang's busy figure. In just the blink of an eye, the world returned to darkness.
Su Yuyang was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for clothes, as if he was really going to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law tomorrow.
A clean and tidy shirt, light-colored jeans, white graffiti sneakers, with fresh short hair and a face that looks like he hasn't woken up, he looks like a proper student. Su Yuyang looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction. He tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, looking extremely confident.
However, no matter how you look at it, this guy looks like he is taking an important exam.
If you think about it carefully, for Su Yuyang, retrieving Ling Miao and possibly meeting his future father-in-law and mother-in-law is indeed a very important test in life.
Su Yuyang was preparing to take the first light rail, so he hardly slept that night. Counting the time, Su Yuyang went out.
While still waiting for the bus, Feng Ji called Su Yuyang, just to ask about Su Yuyang's preparations. Su Yuyang said it was OK. Feng Ji originally wanted to take An Yan and Su Yuyang together, but if Su Yuyang couldn't handle Ling Miao, An Yan would take action. Su Yuyang decisively refused.
Just kidding, of course he has to take his wife home by himself and let An Yan help. He might as well wait for Ling Miao to come back on his own. It's a pity that Su Yuyang doesn't have the patience to wait for Ling Miao to come back on his own - Ling Miao's state makes him extremely worried.
In the carriage, every time Su Yuyang's phone vibrated, he was excited, but every time he was disappointed - he was looking forward to seeing the message Ling Miao sent to him.
Whether it was Weibo, Tieba or a group, Su Yuyang didn't see the message sent by Ling Miao when he arrived at the transfer station.
"He must be avoiding me." Su Yuyang thought in despair.
Compared to the emptiness of Line 6, Line 3 is always so crowded. Even so, Su Yuyang still found a less crowded corner to stand. He posted on Weibo: Line 3 is so crowded.
Ling Miao didn't sleep peacefully that night. Although he was determined to make it clear to Su Yuyang, he always felt that when Su Yuyang came, something would happen that would make everyone unhappy.
Ling Miao lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling for more than two hours. He habitually touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, but found nothing. Only then did he remember that the mobile phone was left at Su Yuyang's house.
I turned on my computer and logged into Weibo. The only one on the home page of my account was Su Yuyang's Weibo.
"Line 3, crowded to death." Looking at Su Yuyang's latest Weibo, Ling Miao was a little frightened: "Did he really come here?"
Before Ling Miao's panic was over, the page prompted a new Weibo post.
Su Yuyang reposted the Weibo post just now and added: Xiaomiao, wait for me.
"Sure enough..." Ling Miao stared at the words "Wait for me" in ecstasy, and he responded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
"The station ahead is Nanping..." Hearing the notification tone, Su Yuyang put away his phone and walked towards the car door. Although he was a little depressed from being squeezed around, he was still in a happy mood.
Su Yuyang kept asking around all the way, and finally arrived at the community where Ling Miao's parents lived.
"Dong dong." A crisp knock on the door sounded, and Ling Miao thought excitedly: "Is he here?"