Living with a beauty

When I tore open the envelope, I was very careful, for fear that I would accidentally tear something that Xiao Hanyin had left for me inside. After I opened the envelope, I found that it contained a note. The letter paper was neatly folded, and the handwriting on it Clean and tidy, as beautiful as her.

The reason why I call it a note is because there are not too many words on it, only five or six short lines, and there is no Xiaohanyin's name written on the pen, only the date, which is today.

It seems that Xiao Hanyin just wrote it before going to the company today.

I took the note and read it a dozen times under the dark yellow light, and I always felt that if I kept looking at it like this, I would see more things.

But a few short lines of words were written abruptly on it, revealing a sense of sadness and desolation between the words.

After a long time, I slowly folded the note again, suppressed my sore nose and turned off the light.

In the darkness, Xiao Hanyin's voice echoed in his ears again.

Like a rippling lake, circles and circles can't be dissipated in my mind for a long time.

"When I see it later"

"You must think of me."

I lay powerlessly on the bed, full of sadness in my heart.

How could you leave so easily.

How could you leave like this.

Maybe it's because the body is too overdrawn, maybe it's because I can't think too much.

I was lying on the bed, and I didn't know when I fell asleep.

In a daze, it seems that someone gently pushed open the door of my room, and that figure just stood at my door for a while, and then gently closed the door.

I can't tell whether it's real or an illusion, I just know that when I wake up, the sky outside is still a little dark, it seems a little cloudy, just like my mood.

I sat up from the bed, nothing in the room changed, and when I walked out of the room, everything in the room was still the same, quiet and quiet.

But I know that something in my life is gone. Thinking of this, my chest feels tight, and I can't breathe because of the tightness.

After tidying up calmly, I put on clean clothes.

The bruises on my body yesterday were fine, but somewhere in my heart seemed to have opened up, overflowing with sadness.

I went out with such a calm mood.

I am going to a place, a place that only belongs to me and Xiao Hanyin.

There weren't many people on the bus, but after entering the subway, there were more people in front of us.

And I vaguely seemed to be hallucinating, always feeling that Xiao Hanyin had been hiding somewhere beside me, and would suddenly appear in front of my eyes when I wasn't paying attention.

But all of this is my fantasy after all, and it didn't happen.

I sat alone at Jishuitan Station, and when I got out of the carriage, I remembered the way Xiao Hanyin stood here looking left and right, hesitating which exit to go.

Standing in place for a moment, I walked out to the side A entrance.

After exiting the station, the scene did not change much, and it was not much different from what I remembered, except that there were many bicycles beside the exit, which seemed to be for rental.

I stood at the subway entrance and looked around for a while, and suddenly Xiao Hanyin appeared in front of me, and I saw her raising her hand, pointing in one direction and saying, "Go this way."

I paused, and walked over.

Every time I walk into an alley, the image of Xiao Hanyin will appear in front of me. Her afterimage is the same as before, pointing in the direction and leading me back and forth in the alley.

Finally out of the long alley, the small street full of people reappeared in front of me, and the image of Xiao Hanyin also disappeared at that moment.

I stood at the entrance of the alley, staring at the people passing by in front of me in a daze, and every person who walked together gave me an indescribable feeling in my heart.

I couldn't help but turned my head and glanced around, then sighed and walked forward along the crowd.

Not long after walking, the small shop selling Tibetan ornaments appeared in front of me, and the owner of the shop was still the middle-aged uncle.

When I walked to the door of the store, I couldn't help standing still, looking at a pile of trinkets, and I was a little lost.

The image of Xiao Hanyin standing here bargaining with the boss came to my mind.

The boss didn't remember me at all, and seeing that I seemed interested, he opened his mouth to solicit business.

: "Tibetan silver jewelry, take a look, buy one and give it to your girlfriend or something?"

I raised my head to look at the shop owner in a daze, and after a moment of stupefaction, I shook my head, turned around and continued walking forward.

When I was about to reach the end of the small street, that small shop with a very special sign appeared in front of my eyes.

I walked in alone, and the shop owner was still sitting aside, writing something calmly with his head down.

I looked around and found what I was looking for.

The big cowhide book was still placed by the door.

I took a deep breath, stepped forward and began to flip over quickly.

Each page has a different handwriting, and each page has a different wish.

The wishes of countless people are written here, and the thoughts of countless people are written on paper.

I turned faster and faster, and finally stopped when I turned a page.

There are my handwriting clearly on it, the simple 9 characters.

I froze for a moment, and slowly turned the previous page.

The paper was full of words, but the handwriting was divided into two sections, and the lower section was obviously written later.

When I saw Xiao Hanyin's handwriting on it, my nose became sour, and tears almost welled up.

Every word written on it is like a thumbtack piercing into my heart, making me feel bursts of stinging pain.

And finally I couldn't bear it anymore, I stretched out my hand to wipe the tears in my eyes, turned my head and said to the shop owner in a sad tone

: "I want to buy this notebook, how much is it?"

The boss didn't lift his head when he heard what I said, he helped his glasses on his face and said lightly

: "That book is full of other people's stories, you can't buy it."

"If you want...tear off the page you want..."

The boss didn't look up at me from the beginning to the end, as if he had seen this kind of thing too much.

I gritted my teeth, thanked the boss, turned around and tore off the page that Xiao Hanyin had written.

The moment I tore the paper, I seemed to see Xiao Hanyin writing these words stroke by stroke with a sad face.

And I finally couldn't bear it anymore, a few tears fell down my cheeks, and dripped on the page I wrote, on the word "Liu Xue".

Tears blurred the handwriting a lot, and I slowly folded the torn paper, put it in my pocket and walked out.

Afterwards, I sat alone on the roof of the coffee shop where I went with Xiao Hanyin for an entire afternoon, and gusts of wind kept blowing on my body.

And until I left, because of the cloudy sky, the sunset I was waiting for never appeared.

On the way home, I thought a lot. After entering the room, I realized that Liu Xue and Xiaoxue had already left work. They were still sitting on the sofa waiting for me like yesterday. Even Zhang Jiaqi was also sitting on the sofa. She was a little concerned after seeing me come back. looked at me.

Seeing me coming back, the three of them were stunned. After a while, they heard Liu Xue's little beauty whispering:

: "Little Zhang..."

I stood still, looked at Liu Xue, and saw the little beauty Liu Xue saw my expression, paused, and then said softly

: "You.. have you eaten? We are waiting for you to eat together.."

I froze for a moment, and slowly shook my head.

"Not yet, I don't want to eat." Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiaqi, who was sitting by the side, stood up at this time, walked over and said

: "Hey, look at your sickly appearance, how can you not eat, Xiaoxue has already made this meal, we will wait for you to come back to eat together, cheer up, the body is the capital."

While talking, Zhang Jiaqi actually came to my side, stretched out her hand and grabbed one of my arms, as if she was going to drag me into the kitchen.

Seeing this, Xiaoxue moved her mouth and said

: "Yeah, let's eat first, it's not good for your body to be hungry."

The actions and words of several people warmed my heart, I hesitated for a moment, and nodded slowly.

To say that I haven't eaten a single bite from yesterday to now, but I don't know why I still don't feel any hunger in my stomach.

However, seeing the three people all looked concerned, I was too embarrassed not to eat, so I could only keep stuffing things into my mouth.

Eating the meal made by Xiaoxue, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Hanyin cooking for me and asking me if it was good. My nose was sore and I almost cried again.

Seeing me like this, Liu Xue, Xiaoxue and Zhang Jiaqi looked at each other, and none of them spoke in silence.

After dinner, I went back to my room alone, but I could see that several girls wanted to tell me something, but they all hesitated to say it.

I lay in my room with my eyes closed for a long time, and my mind was still filled with the shadow of Xiao Hanyin.

Today, I seem to have hallucinations, and I can always see her figure.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Liu Xue appeared at the door, walked into my room and closed the door gently.

I opened my eyes and looked at her, and saw her looking at me, then walked slowly to my bed and sat down slowly.

I didn't speak, and Liu Xue didn't speak either.

Like being in a silent space, everything is quiet.

The air in the room was flowing slowly, and the fragrance of Liu Xue's body got into my nose.

I don't know how long he stayed like this quietly, but Liu Xue suddenly stood up again, walked to the door, and gently opened the door.

Seeing that she was about to walk out of the door, she stood still without warning, turned her head to look at me and said

: "Little Zhang...you need to get better soon..."

After finishing speaking, Liu Xue stretched out his hand and turned off the light in my room, and added in a low voice

"Good night."

The door of the room was slowly closed, and the lights outside the door converged into a line with the closed door, and finally turned into a piece of pitch black.

In the darkness, I sat up and buried my face deeply in the palm of my hand.