falling angel

Chapter 12

That man suddenly appeared downstairs in our dormitory on the third day after I kissed Moon Shadow.When I found him, he was holding a camera and taking pictures of the moon shadow drying clothes on the balcony.

"Do you know that man?" I leaned against the window sill with a cigarette in my mouth, my bangs covered half of my eyes, but I still felt the nervous glance of Moon Shadow flashing past.

"No, I don't. I've never met a boy like that, and you know, I never like to talk to boys..."

I lifted the corner of my mouth and smiled.After that day, Yueying seemed to be a different person.When she looked at me, she would suddenly blush, and she would deliberately avoid me when changing clothes, and her panic was unprecedented.But all of these made me feel pity, I raised my hand and gently rubbed her hair, it was very fluffy and smooth, with a faint smell of shampoo.and I?Smoking, short hair, neutral or voluptuous clothing, casual jeans, flat chest.She has grown so much since high school that she is so much taller than the average girl.Naturally, there would not be the fragrance of Moon Shadow on her body, but the smell of tobacco.

"Why explain it to me, little thing."

Her face was red again, and she dodged behind her long eyelashes, but there was a shy smile on the corner of her mouth.

"If you don't know him, the problem will be solved."

So I put aside Moon Shadow, picked up a shirt and draped it casually on my body, and went out.When I went down, I really saw this man.


When I saw him for the first time, my heart twitched. He had a crisp white shirt, beautiful lips, his hair was about the same length as mine, and his fingers were long and thin.He reminds me of the man I loved deeply as a child, my father—with a charming princely fragrance.And then this similarity became the reason for me to beat him—he actually had such eyes, lowered the camera, and the calm and deep sadness in the eyes fell to the ground along with the falling gardenia petals above his head.

"Damn it!" I cursed softly.Such men deserve to die.


"What are you doing with your goddamn camera? Don't you know this is a girls' dorm?"

He smiled at me in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, a damned smile that overwhelmed the country and the city.

"Then why are you here?" His eyebrows were raised slightly, but his tone was mocking.Then I punched him, a hard and sudden punch, meant to hit his pretended sad eyes, he instinctively threw his head back, and the punch landed hard on his nose.Then, the bright red liquid flowed from his nose onto his shirt, and was quickly absorbed by the cotton cloth, leaving a bright red in the shape of a plum blossom, which was dazzling red.But just as I was about to grab his collar and punch the second time, I was caught by his palm.His strength was so great, I couldn't move at all, I couldn't pull it out and I couldn't punch it out, so I awkwardly put on a confrontational posture.

"If you can grow your hair long and learn to be gentle with the girl next to you, maybe you are a beauty!"

My eyes were on fire: "Believe it or not, I found a killer and made you."

He shook his head, let go of his hands and lowered his eyelids, and said casually, "If you live in this world but don't feel the beauty of this world, it doesn't make any difference whether you live or die." Looking at this beautiful and outrageous boy, the sadness in his eyes became real.Here and there.

Within a few days, such similar words came from the mouths of two "angels", and I looked back at Moon Shadow, looking worriedly on the balcony.When I looked again, he had already walked away with the camera slung across his waist.A corner of the white shirt is flying up, and the falling flowers are colorful.So he went back to the dormitory in a dull mood, and sat on the roof without saying a word.


"What did he say to you?"

I didn't watch Moon Shadow.it's getting dark.Stars can always be seen in the sky of Shicheng City, the faint Milky Way flows slowly, and the clouds are blown by the wind into the shape of catkins.out of reach.

"Do you really think that people live to love someone? Or is it for something beautiful?"

"Demon, if you don't have love in your heart, will you still feel breathing?"

"Love? That's a long story."

"Tell me. When you were a child. When you were a child before you met me."

My brow furrowed, and that was the last thing I wanted to mention, because those happiness were so short-lived and fake, shameful happiness.

"I know what you've been through without telling me. Things aren't always as good as they seem, are they? I've seen your dad in your photo album, and he's handsome. But you're so sick of him, making There are many things to irritate him. So you must have loved him very much before! Because there was as much love as there was hate, didn’t you?”

"Don't talk about it." I smiled awkwardly, Moon Shadow always penetrated all my thoughts so clearly, and she almost never questioned me so nakedly.This left my wound exposed to the air in an unsightly manner.

"Demon, you have to learn to face some things. Some nightmares have happened many times, because you have been immersed in it and don't want to wake up. Maybe it is very difficult and painful to pull out the thorn in your heart, but if you don't pull it out If you drop it, how will you heal?" I kept smoking without answering or refuting.Those warm hands took down my cigarette and threw it far away.

"Do you think you're the only one having nightmares?" I turned my head and looked at her questioningly.There were tears in her eyes, and the tears made my heart ruthlessly seized.

"Do you know how my father died? I killed him. He was a beast, a beast!"

"You?" Impossible, this kind and beautiful girl like an angel, she said she killed her father.I hugged her distressedly in my arms.I thought she would say something to supplement what she just said, but she didn't say anything, and fell asleep crying in my arms.

The moonlight sprinkled on her face, as bright as a dream.I put a light kiss on her eyelashes, she moaned a few times uneasily, and spit out a few unclear words from her lips, but it made my heart hurt again.she says:
"Demon, don't go."

I took off the shirt over the T-shirt and wrapped my angel.Although there are so many people in this world who don't understand my relationship with Yueying, I don't even care.All I know is that she was the most beautiful angel in my life when she first picked me up from the street.And I, I am probably the discordant little demon beside the angel.

At dawn, I found a strange thing in the pocket of my T-shirt—a photo, taken upwards from a very tricky angle, through the broken and hazy gardenia petals, a twitch The decadent woman smoking a cigarette had heavy despair in her eyes.

"If you live in this world but don't feel the beauty of this world, then what's the difference between living and dying?" There was a strange feeling in my heart, and I looked up at the fleeing moon: "Mom, I'm still alive." Is it?" A few words were written on the back of the photo: "Yuan Xueyi, June 2001, 6."

(End of this chapter)