V2.Chapter 18 (1/2)

The night is getting dark. Near eleven o'clock, Yi Yao is sitting alone on the bench by the river, looking at the sparkling river with dim lights. Yi Yao picks up a can of beer from the side, skillfully opens it, and looks at the distance with lonely eyes and drinks a sip of beer.

The cool wind gently blows her hair, and gradually becomes messy, but Yi Yao doesn't want to manage it. There are still tears on her face, even some eye makeup.

A ship came on the river, and the roaring sound of the whistle came into her colorless eyes, but she was thinking about herself and Xiao Yulin.

In the end, she shrank.

After drinking a can of beer, Yi Yao took a deep breath, picked up a can of beer again, opened it and drank it. He didn't pay attention to the five or six empty beer cans on the left.

She almost forgot how long she had been sitting here. She had no time for this idea.

She once missed her warm family in the lonely and prosperous America, but when she came back again, she found that the warmth she missed was actually from her reverie, and the coldness remained unchanged.

After drinking some of the beer, Yi Yao raised his hands and scratched his scalp. Without any intoxication, he got up and put the cans on the ground into the bag and threw them into the garbage can. He walked along the river blindly and aimlessly.

The noise at night is much less than that during the day, but there are still pedestrians and vehicles on the road. The sound of people's playing and chatting comes into Yi Yao's ear, filling her empty heart with no sense of security.

The reason why she didn't want to go back to the apartment was that the apartment was so quiet that even she felt that she had no hope, and the noise was an invisible comfort to her, proving that she still existed in the world.

Mingming was wearing high-heeled shoes, but she didn't feel tired after walking for more than half an hour. She went to the bus stop and got on the last bus to the apartment. Yi Yao leaned her head against the window, took out her mobile phone from her bag, hesitated, turned it on, and the screen flashed, One after another, when she didn't answer the phone and information, she fell into her eyes.

Especially the missed call with the words ”Xiao Yulin” is particularly eye-catching. Yi Yao gently opens the wechat, looks at the message Xiao Yulin sent to him, sighs silently, and punches a line of simple words ”let's break up!” with sharp fingers, And always reluctant to send out.

Once it's sent out, it means that the love between them will end. But if it goes on, she is really afraid that her family will hurt him, and deeply feels that she is high with him.

To the end, the short five words she was unable to send out, also did not delete, became the chat dialog in the draft.

After getting off the bus, the mobile phone rang again. Yi Yao didn't even bother to look at it, so he went straight to the apartment.

After arriving at the floor where the apartment is located, Yi Yao steps out of the elevator, lowers his head and goes to his own door, completely ignoring the shadow of Wei'an standing at the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiao turned her head and looked at the way she was walking. Half of her mental arithmetic was put down, put her mobile phone into her pocket, walked over with anger, grabbed her wrist and said angrily, ”where have you been? Why are you back now? Why does the mobile phone turn off and just turned on, why don't you pick it up? ”

Yi Yao is frightened to suddenly raise head, see his originally gentle handsome appearance float up to the obvious anger, the whole person is all stunned.

When Xiao Yulin looked up, she saw that her eyes were red and her makeup had gone. Her heart was pulled together in an instant. Just now, her anger was gone, leaving only heartache. She gently took her into her arms and hugged her tightly: ”fool, do you know how worried I am about you?”

With a warm embrace, let Yi Yao's nose sour again, can't help but shed tears, raised his hand to grasp his clothes, sobbed softly.

Listening to her cry, Xiao Yulin kept kissing her head and comforting: ”I'm here, I'm here.”

When she was about to cry, Xiao Yu Lin gently pushed her away and wiped away the tears on her face. When she pulled up her hand, she found that her hand was almost like ice. There was no temperature at all. She looked at her eyebrows and said, ”Why are your hands so cold? I still have such a strong smell of beer. Where did I go? ”

”No... just a meeting by the river.” Yi Yao lowered his head, pulled back his hand from his hand, crossed him, entered the password on the door, then opened the door and went in.

It seems to feel her seemingly indifferent and alienated feeling. Xiao Yulin is a little displeased. She turns around and walks in. She sees her one leg bending on the sofa, her forehead sticking to her knees, and she closes the door with her backhand. Then she hears her weak but cool voice: ”you go! I'm fine now. ”

”As soon as you encounter something, you want to push away my fault. When can you change it?” Xiao Yu Lin twisted her eyebrows, took two steps and one step, went directly to her, sat down, reached for her shoulder, let her look up at herself: ”I know what you are thinking, I have been to your parents.”

”What?” Yi Yao's pupil opens big, the vision some dull looking at him: ”you... What meaning?”? Have you met my parents? ”