Chapter 126: The Gear That Begins to Rotate

With the hasty knock on the door, the impatient shouting, and the frequent vibration or ringing of my mobile phone since then, I sat against the door indifferently.

The wall clock on the wall ticks through every minute, and the tension, or fear, has been spreading in the brain for a long time.

The fingers are tightly clasped on the back of the other hand, and the blood has not circulated to the point of white. But I can't feel pain and discomfort. When I came to my senses and looked at it, the back of my hand had changed from pale to a trace of vermilion, and the surroundings were transparent and wanted to disappear.

For some reason, the rain at the end of autumn was more abundant than in summer. The sky was still clear, but in an instant, the wind was strong, and the rain was intertwined with thunder and lightning.

I heard that it was quiet outside, so I slowly opened my body that had been facing the door.

Maybe it left an indelible shadow in my heart two years ago. Whenever it is cloudy and rainy, or when I have an unpleasant time with Han Heya, there is always a trace of obscure in my heart, more or less worry, or big or small fear.

I opened the curtains, and then curled up my tired body at the head of the bed. I don't know whether I have fallen asleep or just cling to it like sleep.

Suddenly, I heard a muffled sound outside the window, opened my eyes, and saw a white light flashing in the room, dazzling and bright.

I gradually came out of that fear, and my curled up body also eased. But he still lay on ** motionless looking at the sky and stunned.

I don't know what time it is. I'm really asleep. Has it been so long unconsciously?

The sky has completely darkened, and the sky is like a puzzle scattered and broken. The gap between the clouds and the sky is clear, and they are separated one by one. Whether they are willing or unwilling, they are not allowed to synthesize a huge cloud.

The dark blue sky is set off, the dark clouds of gray are held up, and the huge sky is like a messy chessboard, which is clearly divided, and no one can surpass half a step.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed. I still looked at everything resolutely, but I had to instinctively close it tightly when I was stabbed.

At that moment, the lines of the window were still faintly visible in front of me when I closed my eyes.

A feeling of being extremely close to explosive blindness, stinging me who has been insensitive all day.

I don't know when I began to like to look at the night and be stunned. Even if the white lightning flashed with tingling eyes like just now, I didn't want to dodge and escape.

Is this a symbol of maturity or more childish than before?

I came to the window and wanted to be closer to the sky and closer to the white light. I hope it can flash again and illuminate my already gray soul. I hope it will rain harder, such as a basin of cold water flushing down my forehead, washing away those dirty things, which makes me unforgettable and repeatedly tortures my thoughts.

Next door is Situ Lei's room. The huge floor-to-ceiling window is gray and black, which is darker than here. Presumably he must be reading with a small desk lamp at the table at this time. Usually, I turn on the headlights directly when I'm here.

Inexplicably, I laughed...

There is some concern, some shame in the smile, and some unspeakable words I don't know where to start. Why do you think of him? Because everything started because of him, can't I let it go?

Unconsciously, when I came to my senses, it was already dawn. I didn't feel tired or tired all night.

There was a knock on the door, and I pretended not to be there and hid in the room quietly. The sound was a little rapid and even hot. I don't know if it was my illusion or if it was really so.

I didn't move my body for a long time, but listened to the sound slowly evolved into impatience, and gradually disappeared from impatience.

I don't know how many days have passed since I lay motionless in ** like this, like passing time. Anyway, it's a holiday, and it's my freedom to go out or stay in my room.

Thanks to these days of vacation, I can hide here so quietly, and there is also plenty of time for me to figure out which people around me are harmless and who are pushing me to the edge of the cliff openly and secretly.

I don't know who hit the mobile phone until it runs out of power, and the sound of knocking on the door comes every day. A few minutes later, the person behind the door leaves boringly.

I don't know how many days it took, and finally cleared my mind. But instead of being clear, I am prepared to be more careful about living with Han Heya in an apartment building. At least from now on, make sure that you can't meet her alone and try not to conflict with her about anything.

After several days of repeated entanglement, I even felt a little cowardly when making this decision, so I couldn't stand it. But after calming down, I realized that only this kind of forbearance is the only way to stay in the student union to continue to achieve their goals.

"Zhaolin..."

When I came out of the room as if nothing had happened, Situ Lei's body instinctively leaned forward a little. The step he wanted to take hesitated and ran aground under his feet. The worried look gradually put down after seeing me and returned to the coldness as before.

"I'm fine. I'm just too tired to sleep for a few days."

I'm not explaining, and I don't want to hide anything. The indifferent mood is coupled with warm words, and the purpose is probably just to make him not pay too much attention to me.

After all, Situ Bohan's words still played a suggestive role, and what I was more afraid of was that the gossip of the student union spread to Han Heya or Anlan's ears.

"Hmm." He answered coldly, and then went to familiarize himself with the newly appointed vice president.

From the first time I came back to see him, he was as dazzling and bright as white sunlight. Was it that the hatred in his heart made it difficult for him to extricate himself from his eyes, or did the beauty of the past turn into a large thorn in Xu Rao's heart? I can't figure it out, and I don't want to spend time thinking about it.

After handing over the work and records of the former vice president, An Ran began to pack up and plan to move out of the student union.

We met in the corridor of the apartment. She just greeted her with a light smile, and then dragged the suitcase away from here.

No one saw me off, and no classmates came to greet me.

Everything is quiet as if she just went out to the opposite supermarket to buy something and would come back later.

Since these things happened, I don't know how to treat her or get along with Angan. She was not so sharp when she saw me, like graphite that had been flattened over the years.

At the school gate, she was waiting for the bus alone with her luggage. I still couldn't help chasing after it.

"Anan, where are you going?"

"I'm going abroad to find my parents. I have no identity and qualification to stay here, and I don't have any value of nostalgia." An ran kept looking at the top floor of the student union apartment in the distance, with a happy and satisfied smile on her face.

"What about you...Situ Lei?" I hesitated for a moment and wanted to ask her if she was going to give up Situ Lei like this, but I still didn't say anything in my heart.

"Isn't there still you? He doesn't need me anymore."

She withdrew her eyes from afar and looked at me. There is no hatred, no hatred, plain as if she has released everything, and it is like a mother entrusting her most important child to someone else...

"Anan, you know I didn't mean to be with him."

"Whether you intend or not, paper can't wrap the fire. Even if everyone is trying to hide some things, it will eventually come out."

"Can you make it clearer?" I looked at her with some doubts.

"There is nothing to say. Believe Lei, he won't hurt you. As for Yi Chen, what he does also has his own reasons, but don't be too..."

"Ran, what's wrong with me?"

Before Anan said anything, Ye Yichen appeared at the school gate in a black car.

He put down the window, put his arm on the car window, and poked out half of his head. The eyes narrowed and evil smile fell on me again from Anran's face: "Lo Lin is also here. Is she here to send her?

"Well, since you came to pick her up, I'll go back."

With that, I smiled at Anan and left there with her who had just finished speaking and had just solved half of the confusion.

Then Anan got into Ye Yichen's car, and until after the airport, AnRan still sat in the car and was reluctant to go down.

"Do you regret it? If you regret it, I can send you back. Anyway, no one knows about your leaving, and it is impossible for Yi Luolin's character to tell others. Ye Yichen held the steering wheel, looked ahead, and said faintly to Anan beside him.

"Do you know her so well?"

Anran half turned his head and looked at the people entering and leaving the airport, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. It's not the first time she has gone abroad alone, but this time, she has all her feelings. Once she pours out, she will never come back.

"Sometimes I feel that I know enough, but sometimes, she is like a thousand miles away from me, which makes it difficult for me to figure out what she thinks."

"Then tell me, if she knows what you have done, will..."

"I will..."

Ye Yichen answered simply. I'm afraid that those things had been thought back thousands of times in his mind as early as when he was quiet alone.

"You all take care of yourselves."

Anan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked into the airport. She knew that her leaving like this was the best choice, which would no longer hinder any of Situ Lei and Ye Yichen. From then on, these kindness and resentment also came to an end with her life, and there would be no intersection.

Maybe you will indulge in the pain that is difficult to give up at this moment, but once time dilutes Situ Lei's voice and appearance and relieves the dead knot, the pain at that time will become today's smile and will no longer be bound.

When the plane went straight into the clouds, Ye Yichen looked at the line pulled by clouds from afar, and a light but melancholy smile floated on the corners of his lips: "Ran, can't I really keep a lover..."

And at this time, in school.

Excuse me, is this Miss Xia Luolin?"

I'm busy with the trivial work delivered by Situ Lei in the student union and telling the new vice president what to pay attention to. A middle-aged man in a suit and leather collar suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Well, I am. What can I do for you?"

I looked at him up and down, dressed formally, spoke slowly and methodically. Although there was a trace of vigilance in my heart, nothing would happen in such a public place, so I put down my work and listened to him.

"I am the secretary of Mr. Situ Bohan, the school director of Minghui. The school director wants to invite you to the office. There is something important to talk to you alone.