I haven't come back for a day, and the sky in Lanjiang is still gray.

The wind tear the dark clouds into strands, and the sky was covered with whiteness.

The rain stopped.

The spring is wet and the soul is still gloomy. The dilapidated residential buildings are filled with cold weather and a layer of fine water droplets are condensed on the walls of the building.

The suitcase is next to the sofa, and the road is not as tight as the legs are sitting on the sofa, with his heels as ice.

The gray sunlight fell to the east and rose, and before dawn was clear, a motorcycle drove by downstairs.

Near and far.

The previous motorcycle passing downstairs was five hours ago.

There is no bumpy road.

The wind blew the iron windows, and they were monotonous and lonely.

She listened to the sound for a long time until someone was twisting the door handle at the door.

Lu Wuke was a little slow and he looked over there after half a beat.

The man outside the door seemed to want to remove the door handle.

"The road is not bumpy, open the door."

Lu Wuke looked at the door panel and blinked slowly.

The screen of the mobile phone on the desk is constantly on.

He didn't shake the door handle anymore, and his voice was faint: "I know you are inside. If you plan to hide from it for the rest of your life, you can not open the door."

Lu Wuke didn't refuse to open the door for him. She seemed to have come to her senses at this moment, let go of her hands holding her legs, stepped on the tiles barefoot, and her white and round toes were all frozen pale.

She opened the door.

Shen Yixi, who was outside the door, leaning against the door, was still the same clothes he had yesterday, a little sloppy and ungrateful.

When the door opened, he lifted his eyelids. After staying up all night, there was red blood in his eyes and a little stubble appeared on his chin.

He stared at her for a few seconds and then withdrew his cell phone half-butted to his ear.

Lu Wujia's face was empty and he looked at him.

There is no sadness, no sadness, this is simply trying to look at him.

She left without saying a word. Shen Yixi originally thought that she would be angry when she saw her and would want to beat her up on the bed.

But after seeing her little face as big as a palm, she became angry.

Her eyes, which were as beautiful as deer, were so clean that they were ignorant.

It overlapped with the blue and white figure seven years ago, and finally went to the old man's room with a sickly white face.

Lu Wujiao lowered his eyes, as if covering something in his heart, let go of the door and turned into the house.

Shen Yixi glanced at her back, got up from the door and entered the room.

Lu Wujiao returned to the original place with his legs in his arms.

Shen Yixi sat down on the sofa next to her, relaxed and sunk into the sofa, with long legs open.

He touched the bag of cigarettes and lit it. He didn't look at her. He took a sip and asked, "Have you finished your anger?"

Lu Wuke didn't think that the first sentence he said would be this. After all, she was the one who did this extreme, but he didn't blame her.

She seemed to confirm something and looked up at him.

Shen Yixi looked faint on his face and took another breath of cigarette: "Is it okay to live a good life?"

The road is no bumpy and stunned.

His eyes seemed to have caught her looking at him, and after that, he turned his eyes and looked over.

Lu Wujiao's eyes met him, and he turned his eyes a few seconds later.

Shen Yixi looked at her with a look of dodging her eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable and frowned slightly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and half of the cigarette passed by. Lu Wukao, who had been staring at the ground, finally moved.

"Shen Yixi."

Shen Yixi looked up at her.

Lu Wuke said, "Let's break up."

Shen Yixi's face was not very patient, and he interrupted coldly: "You can do whatever you want except break up."

The road was indifferent but she was indifferent. After a while, she suddenly said, "I can't smoke."

Chen Yixi understood a sentence that seemed to be without a beginning or end.

The first time he really noticed that she was in Xu Zhiyi's office, she was in the good student downstairs and had a bag of Marlboro in her hand to get it.

She said: "I did it on purpose that time."

She had wrapped herself up and stretched out her small claws.

She deliberately attracted his attention, even knowing that he would eventually fall in love with him.

She had already exposed all the thorns on her body, and Chen Yixi stared at her with her eyes tightly, mercilessly: "And then play with yourself?"

There is no bumpy road and no words.

Who said no?

She regretted it when she provoked him.

What she knew was impossible between her and him.

More importantly, Chen Yixi couldn't touch him, but in the end she still touched him.

Before uncovering the precarious relationship between them, the two of them had done all intimate things, but now they were far away.

Chen Yixi seemed to be unwilling to care about the fact that she deliberately attracted him at the beginning.

He dragged the ashtray and knocked the ashes, then stuffed them back into his mouth, his tone was neither anxious nor slow: "The road is not bumpy, did you never think about having a future with me at the beginning?"

That hurdle is there, how could there be a future?

She has been able to get through it for seven years.

Besides, do you want him to resist her and his family for the sake of her?

Not worth it.

Lu Wujia didn't look at him and was silent.

She didn't.

Chen Yixi gritted his teeth.

"The road is not bumpy, I'll ask this question," Chen Yixi took a sip of cigarettes and asked her, "Are you still following me?"

Lu Wuke's fingers holding his legs moved slightly.

The air is tense.

She didn't say anything, and Chen Yixi didn't urge her to give her time.

The room was so quiet that the needle could be heard, and I don’t know how long it had passed.

Lu Wuke's little face looked very quiet and finally spoke.

"Let's just get here."

Chen Yixi's usual lazy look was gone.

He sucked his cheeks with cigarette between his fingers: "Are you sure?"

Chen Yixi is clearly such a proud person.

Lu Wuke's feet, whose feet were frozen to the point of being frozen, seemed to suddenly feel consciousness.

Chen Yixi didn't look at her either.

"I'll give you a chance to go back on my word," he touched a cigarette again and lit it. "Half an hour, and after half an hour, there will be no store in this village."

After saying this, he was really waiting, just smoking a cigarette and not talking.

Time seems to have become very long.

The streets downstairs gradually became louder and the fireworks became stronger and stronger.

The road is free from bumpy outside this lively world.

After a while, someone downstairs shouted loudly that it was raining, and someone asked someone to quickly take back the clothes outside the house.

The water vapor brought by the rain on the scene has not yet left clean, and the wind has been wrapped in another shower, making people's bones sore.

The raindrops were slightly slanted and drizzled on the concrete floor, which soon flooded the fireworks that were still lively downstairs just now.

The quiet indoors are gradually replaced by heavy rain outside the window.
To be continued...