He wanted to work hard to get rid of this darkness, but was gradually swallowed by the darkness.
In the end, he woke up in a cold sweat.
When he opened his eyes and looked at the dimly lit ceiling in the room, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, it was just a dream.
However, even after waking up, the situation in reality is not much more optimistic than in the dream.
Han Ye stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking of what happened in the past few days, he felt sad for a while.
In the final analysis, he was too naive in the past, and didn't know how to cherish everything he had.
He used to feel that he had already lived the life that others could only live with their hard work, but now he realized that the ordinary life of others is what he really wants at this moment.
Han also couldn't help but feel a little funny when he thought of his supercilious, pretentious, and smug Yu Wanwan back then, it really was... childish...
As he thought about it, he couldn't help feeling tears in the corners of his eyes. He stretched out his hand, trying to cover his eyes, but suddenly found that his palm seemed to be pressed by something.
Han Ye was slightly taken aback, and turned his head subconsciously. Through the dim light coming in from the gap in the curtains, he saw Yu Wanwan lying on his bedside, holding his left hand with both hands, sleeping peacefully.
Part of her long black hair was scattered behind her, and part was spread messily on his sheets. She buried her face in her arms, revealing only a pair of tightly closed eyes, with long and curly eyelashes in her eye sockets cast a shadow.
She just lay there quietly, in this dim room, like a medieval oil painting, peaceful, beautiful, elegant and profound.
Han also looked at her blankly, and for a moment, he even wondered if he was still dreaming.
He moved his hand slightly, wanting to confirm whether Yu Wanwan who was lying beside his bed was real, or whether it was a phantom in his mind, but this movement directly woke up Yu Wanwan who was sleeping.
She raised her head in confusion, reached out and rubbed her eyes, looked at Han Ye who was still lying on the bed in a daze, but stared straight at her, and asked him in a sleepy voice "Xiao Ye, are you awake?"
"you… "
Hearing her familiar voice, Han Ye came back to his senses. He supported his arms, sat up from the bed, looked at Yu Wanwan with an expression of disbelief and said, "Why did you appear in my house?" ??"
"Oh... I came to look for you last night and rang your doorbell, but no one came to answer the door, so I entered the password and came in." Yu Wanwan yawned long, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, He forced himself to wake up a little bit and said, "As soon as I came in, I saw you... Uh... I guess I was drinking too much and lying on the bed..."
"I..." Han Ye's thin and pale lips moved slightly, and after a while, he said in a low and hoarse voice, "What I want to ask is, why did you come to my house? Didn't I already tell you that the two of us are not suitable?" ??"
His voice paused, and he continued to say to her, "It's impolite for you to come into other people's homes without their consent, do you know that?"
— Good night, students! ! Another eighth day is over! ! Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass! ! Without a monthly pass, Xiao Yezi will continue to die on the road and never return! ! !