I was kissed and cried after dumping my online boyfriend

Chapter 230
Dreams: 1
Tang Ruan stood in a vast white world, completely silent.

where is this?

She blinked suspiciously.

Slowly, there seemed to be a light shining in front of him, and a dazzling white light flashed.

She found herself in a room.

The doubts in Tang Ruan's heart were getting bigger and bigger, she slowly walked around the house, and suddenly, her eyes fell on Yide Pavilion and stopped.

She stared at that place for a long time, the arrangement on the table was a bit messy, there was a computer with a lot of documents beside it, several of them were spread out, and there was a stack of thick books on the corner of the table, which was very messy. It's old, and it can be seen that its owner often flips through it, a half-drunk coffee.

Tang Ruan's gaze moved slowly over these items, and finally landed on one, which was a photo, a photo of her.

She didn't even know when the photo was taken.

At this moment, a sound of opening the door pulled her back from her thoughts, she turned her head slowly, and saw a very familiar person: "Depressed" she said.

Sometimes he just stood silently at her door for a long time, most of the time he leaned against the door frame, held a cigarette between his fingertips, kept silent with lowered eyebrows, and then slowly straightened up again after smoking, and left.

The assistant didn't hear clearly: "Boss Shen, what did you just say?"

"Depressed..." There was a cry in the voice.

That feeling is too painful.

"depressed"

"I'm here."

After finishing speaking, she kissed her. Before she woke up in the morning, the sun shone into the room.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a drop of crystal clear water on the photo frame in his hand.

He watched her leaving figure again and again in a place where he could not see, but never disturbed.

Sullen didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Standing in front of the door, Shen Yu knocked for a long time, but the door still didn't open for him. After a long time, he seemed to finally accept the fact that Ruan Ruan was no longer there, leaning himself against the door frame with some loss of strength, muttering in a low voice: "The door is not open. It's open."

The two voices fell at the same time.

Perhaps, it can be more accurate to say that she was experiencing the lonely and difficult time of depression in her dream.

He looked at the empty glass for a long time, and finally put it down again.

Repeatedly.

Tang Ruan raised his eyes and looked at him with red eyes.

"I said I love you." Tang Ruan looked at him, and solemnly said word by word: "I, Tang Ruan, love depression!"

Tang Ruan finally couldn't help it, his eyes began to glow warm and red: "Melancholy, are you stupid?"

It was only then that Tang Ruan realized that she was in a dream, a gloomy dream.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

The assistant hurriedly pulled him: "Mr. Shen, you are drunk, that is not your home."

After a long time, he finally moved, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and raised his hand to take a picture of the scenery along the road.

He was wearing simple house clothes, which should be comfortable, but it revealed decadence inside. He probably went to wash up just now, and the tips of his hair were still wet, but he didn't care at all, and there was still a faint stubble on his chin. , the blackness in front of my eyes can't be covered.

After that, Tang Ruan saw similar scenes countless times. When he took a picture of her back, he finally smiled, as if he finally got his wish.

Just as the man got up, he didn't know if he had noticed something. His footsteps stopped, and his eyes fell on his empty wrist. There was only a slight pause, and then he started walking again.

~

For a long time, he moved, walked slowly, and sometimes even hid his body, as if he was afraid of being discovered by others.

The words were still clear: "That's not my house." He pointed to the door in front of him: "This is it."

But the fact is, no!
Tang Ruan didn't know if she was asleep or something else, but she stayed in this dream for many days.

Every day after that, she quietly followed the depression. He still worked as hard as before, but he would no longer live in the company and would go home every day.

She looked at the person in front of her sitting there quietly, with a bleak figure, motionless and silent.

There was a little redness at the corners of Su Yu's eyes, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body. He stood firm on the spot, looked in the direction of the assistant, then turned around and walked towards the opposite side, his body still shaking a little.

The assistant supported Shen Yu, and said as he walked, "Boss Shen, you're home, what's the password?"

The man walked past her as if he didn't hear her voice, and sat at the desk. He stretched out his hand and pressed his temple, with lingering tiredness in his eyes, and then slowly sat up straight, Continue to flip through those thick documents.

His eyes fell on the photo frame next to the computer, he reached out to pick it up, his fingertips slid over it slowly, his eyes were closed, his voice was hoarse, he hesitated to speak, and finally only left two One word: "Ruan Ruan."

He slowly walked behind the person, his pupils were full of a figure.

Tang Ruan followed closely behind him, watching him make coffee: "Drinking coffee so late in depression is not good for your health. You don't have to work so hard, you will suffer."

The night seemed to be very deep, but the workers didn't seem to notice it at all, as if they were tireless machines.

"Depressed, I love you."

Every day, I see depression repeating work day after day, there is never a smile on my face, my eyebrows are always twisted, sometimes I just stay in the company, and I don’t even go home.

Sullen coaxed her, with a comforting voice, until her crying subsided, and finally only a small twitch remained.

On the contrary, he was gloomy, as if he was used to such things, looking at the photos taken on his mobile phone, even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very low: "Ruan Ruan, it would be even better if I can take pictures of you .”

"Depressed" Tang Ruan called him in a crying voice.

"Ruan Ruan, open the door, it's me, depressed." He knocked again.

Standing there quietly amidst the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, he stared deeply at a place without moving away.

When he got up again to make coffee, even though Tang Ruan knew that he could not perceive her existence, she still couldn't help but reached out and held his wrist, praying: "Depressed, it's late, it's time asleep."

The time passed extremely long, Tang Ruan watched him tidy up his emotions, wiped the photo frame clean, gently stroked it with his fingertips, and finally put it back to the original position, then turned on the computer and continued to work.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally raised his eyes from the pile of work, and reached for the coffee cup at the side, probably wanting to take a sip, but he didn't think there was anything left in it.

Everything in the dream is so real, as if it is not a dream.

Shen Yu was already standing there and knocked on the door: "Ruan Ruan, open the door, I'm back."

Dreams: 3
The lights in the corridor were on, and the figures of the two people gradually emerged.

But the person sitting in front of the table didn't respond at all. He still lowered his head and closed his eyes. It's just that there were a lot of water stains on the photo frame that didn't belong to it.

Standing there, Tang Ruan felt sour and mixed feelings in his heart for a moment.

Tang Ruan watched him deal with work, answering one call after another, and then the night gradually deepened, and the number of calls gradually increased, and then it became quiet, but he never stopped.

Tang Ruan hugged Shen Yu, crying out of breath, the heartache in the dream reached its peak the moment she woke up, and she also experienced the heartache and pain of those depression experiences.

I love Tang Ruan very much!

Tang Ruan felt distressed, and called him, "Depressed."

Standing behind him, Tang Ruan looked at his back, her eyes were reddened, and her heart felt numb with pain, as if being pricked by a needle, she bit her lips, afraid that she would cry out.

Dreams: 2
Tang Ruan did not know when he arrived at a strange place again.

With clumsiness and care.

"Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan, wake up." Tang Ruan felt someone calling her in her ear, and when she opened her eyes uselessly, she saw gloomy pupils full of worry.

She walked slowly to the table and sat opposite him, staring straight at the depression at work.

"Me too, Shen Yu also loves Tang Ruan."

"Well, I'm here, it's okay." He patted his back to coax people.

"Let's go to bed first, okay?" Tang Ruan remembered his pause just now, so even though he knew he couldn't hear, he still said, what if, what if he could feel his own existence.

"What did you dream about? Why are you crying like this?" His voice was very soft, his broad palm stroked her back and comforted her: "It's okay, don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

At first, the assistant was afraid that he would really knock people out and disturb others' rest, but finally found that there was no one in this house, and he couldn't forcibly drag Shen Yu away, so he had to let him knock.

Shen Yu looked at her and asked: "What's the matter, Ruan Ruan, why are you crying?" He reached out and gently stroked the end of her eyes, wiping away her tears.

People are also smashed day after day, thin, and cold.

She stood outside the door for a long time.

Later, there are often more photos in his mobile phone, sometimes it’s just the scenery, sometimes it’s with her figure, sometimes it’s him himself, and there’s always her behind him, like this, they met same.

Depressed but never spoke again.

The person in front seemed to turn around and wanted to say something to the staff next to him. He had no place to hide for a while, and in a panic, he bumped into a passerby next to him, and was scolded: "Did you step on me because you don't have eyes when you walk?"

She can't see it again!
She had seen those photos before, when she looked at the photos, she was angry and distressed, but now she knows that those distresses are gone!
Photos are never as good as what you see with your own eyes!

In the end, Tang Ruan watched the assistant use various methods to pull Shen Yu back to the opposite house.

The man didn't speak, but when he looked up again, the familiar figure just now had disappeared from his sight and could never be found again.

She stood on the street, pedestrians coming and going, looking hurried.

"Next time," he murmured, as if discussing with someone, his voice was very soft, floating in the air: "Next time I will definitely get a photo of you, okay?"

Shen Yu straightened his messy hair: "Can you tell me what I dreamed now?"

The assistant's eyes were full of confusion, not knowing what was going on.

Tang Ruan seemed to have finally escaped from a series of dreams. Tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes, dripping down drop by drop, and she couldn't even wipe it off.

He wanted to pull him over, but he didn't move in depression, insisting that this was the place he should go back to.

And her eyes only fell on one person, on the side of the street, a man wearing a black coat.

His face was instantly covered with disappointment, and he stood there, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Shen Yu kissed away the tears at the end of her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Ruan Ruan, don't cry again next time."

He was distressed.

The arms holding the person tightened again: "Ruan Ruan, I love you!"

ps: Fanwai is still sweet, right? (ask in a low voice)
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