Chapter 2: To the former love
He promised Xiaobai not to cry anymore, but he didn't seem to be able to do it. Xiaochuan became depressed day by day. It can't be like this, Xiaochuan told himself. There are also exams, second-level and make-up exams. Sadness is not your own reason.
Xiaochuan finally summoned up his courage and dialed the number, which is very familiar but strange. If he wants to explain it himself, it will be scattered.
"Hey, is this Xiaomei?" Xiaochuan's voice was very low, and the bitterness in his mouth dispersed.
"Yes..." Xiaomei seems to be very strange. The caller is Xiaochuan.
"Wait a minute." Ogawa moved from the house to the balcony, which is very quiet. Whether it is laughing or crying, he can be unscrupulous.
"Okay." Ogawa struggled to squeeze out his words, and inexplicable sadness surged up.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaomei asked tentatively.
"Why did you leave a message?" Xiaochuan wanted to complain very much, and his words became powerless muttering.
"I... I don't want you to be sad." Xiaomei hesitated for a moment and replied softly.
"But you don't know that I'm more sad?" Quiet crying, what Ogawa is good at.
"I'm sorry." Xiaomei subconsciously apologized.
"You are always like this, always like this..." The voice was getting lower and lower, and the unconscious muttering lasted for a long time. Tears fell on the ground drop by drop, and Xiaochuan's heart was full of sadness and was used to accumulating little by little.
"I..."
"Why do you always come out to provoke me when I want to forget you? Why?" Xiaochuan held his mobile phone and slid along the wall to the corner of the wall. His body was weak, his heart was weak, his words were weak, his tears could not be stopped, and he couldn't help his sadness.
"I'm sorry..." Xiaomei has been apologizing.
"You don't know anything, you don't know my sadness, my happiness, my happiness, my sadness..." Xiaochuan sobbed, and his voice was intermittent.
"I know everything." Xiaomei's hoarse voice seemed to be magical, constantly provoking Xiaochuan's tears.
"You don't know anything. I'm too quiet. I leave quietly. I'm quiet and sad. I won't resist anything. If you want to be together, then be together. If you want to break up, then break up. If you want to be a friend, I will accompany you as a friend. I'm too quiet, so you forget my existence. The resentment that had been accumulated for a long time erupted in an instant. It was not a volcano-like surge, but a weak whisper, with a little despair.
"I thought it was the best choice for me to leave." Xiaomei was silent for a long time.
"Leave?" Xiaochuan suddenly laughed and said, "You have never gone far."
"I'm worried about you."
Worried? You said you were lying to me when you came to see me, right? I have always believed your words stupidly. Whether it's true or false, promises or lies, I chose to believe them, but you betrayed me. Perhaps it was a deeper sadness, and tears never stopped flowing.
"I'm just saying that I didn't expect you to take it seriously." Xiaomei didn't know how to explain it and hesitated.
"The day you texted, my brother and sister and I were singing. You know how much I want to reply to you and say, 'From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. Why do you care about me?' I'm lying to you. What about eleven o'clock in the evening? How do you care about me? The one you like is never me. I'm just a joke. Look, it's fun to play, isn't it? Xiaochuan was a little more excited in his tone.
"I... Why can't you be friends?" Xiaomei asked hesitantly.
"I'm sorry, it's me who can't do it. You go to the person you love. Who you are entangled with has nothing to do with me." Xiaochuan suddenly made up his mind, "The one she likes will never be you, just like yours will never be me, the best you can't get."
"I don't like oranges anymore." Xiaomei's hoarse voice was particularly beautiful. If it hadn't been for the cold words and lies that were easy to expose, Xiaochuan would have been almost intoxicated. Xiaomei loves oranges. No one can change it. Do you forget it or don't like it? Maybe in the future, but definitely not today.
"Then put it down. If you are sad in the future, I won't be with you again. Maybe there will be the next one, but please don't be afraid, don't let her get hurt again, don't let her cry..." Tears surged into a waterfall again, and I couldn't stop.
"I... Don't do this, I'll be heartbroken." Xiaomei said softly.
"I want to ask you, have you ever liked me?" Ogawa asked gently.
"I..." Xiaomei hesitated, "I tried, but it didn't work."
"That's fine. From now on, we are just strangers. My sadness, my sadness, I have nothing to do with you. Xiaochuan gritted his teeth and spit out his determination little by little. "From today on, we are strangers. There is no you in my world, and there is no me in your world. Maybe when I can forget you, I can still be friends. Maybe it will take a long time, maybe soon."
"Then can you promise me a condition?"
"Good." Ogawa wiped away the tears on his face, and there was no need to cry for a stranger.
"Take good care of yourself and don't make me restless."
"I know that I will love myself better than anyone else."
"Be sure to remember."
"You also forgot her. After all, she is not the right one for you. She is sad and crazy without me accompanying you. You have to be fine. Don't make the next girl sad again."
"I know, you have to take good care of yourself." Xiaomei repeated it over and over again.
"I'm sorry, thank you, goodbye." Xiaochuan said these seven words word by word, exhausting all his strength.
"Goodbye."
"No, we are strangers for the time being. Don't see you again." Xiaochuan cried, and the phone in his hand had been hung up. It's broken like this. I miss you for so long, good or bad. Xiaochuan only knew that he could let go of him, let go of the past, and let go of everything.
After crying for a long time, Xiaochuan rubbed his red and swollen eyes and dialed Chengzi's phone.
"I've solved it."
"Okay?" Orange's surprised tone seemed to know something incredible.
"Ye-huh, I gave up. I'm just a stranger to him from now on." The tears on Ogawa's face are still there, but his eyes are full of smiles.
"Very good, congratulations." Orange still speaks so concisely and clearly.
"Thank you. I've seen it thoroughly. I'll be fine." Xiaochuan suddenly felt so relaxed because he put it down. Smiling is no longer as ugly as crying. It's not very good.
"That's good. I've been saying for a long time that he is not suitable for you."
"Hm, you should go to bed early, too. Good night."
"Good night." Orange hung up the phone, and Xiaochuan suddenly looked at the phone in a daze. It turned out that it was so easy to put it down? You knew the ending for a long time, didn't you? It's really good to play a game that knows the ending?
Xiaochuan turned over the phone book in his mobile phone and dialed Hanhan's phone.
"I solved it."
"Silly girl, you are really stupid." Hanhan said in a joking tone.
"Ye-huh, I played a game that knows the ending. I've played enough. It's enough. It's time to end."
"It's really a silly girl."
"Hm, I'm still torturing myself for him."
"Oh..." Hanhan sighed for a long time.
"Haha, the silly girl is not stupid." Ogawa smiled.
"... All right. Be happy and be kind to yourself. Han Han smiled.
"Ye-huh, I will." Xiaochuan said firmly, as if to himself, or to Hanhan.