Unrequited Love

When Belle slammed the door into the house as usual, Luo Zhi just put away his diary and planned to continue his statistics homework. There was a loud noise from behind, and she didn't look back as usual.

Belle sat down on the bed, breathing with crying.

The eight o'clock stall that cannot be ended. Luo Zhi sighed. Girls like Belle are always sad, but never give up.

The phone made a beep and Belle began to dial.

"I'll tell you one last time. I know you've been annoying, but I still said that. If you see me on the road tomorrow, if you see a boy walking on the road talking and laughing, then tell you that it is me. Brother fuck, don’t you care?!"

Maybe it will care. Luo Zhi fiddled with the tip of the pen and thought, but you care about him because of love, and he cares about you because of domineering.

She found that she couldn't concentrate on homework, and listened to Belle's phone intermittently, so the thought of doing the questions was also intermittent.

Eavesdropping has become a habit.

Luo Zhi only likes to look at people from behind and behind them. Perhaps it was because when she first started to know the world, she saw the prosperous behind.

Everyone needs to build a database about the world in their minds, and the content does not necessarily come from personal experience. Luo Zhi likes to read other people's joys and sorrows, using this way to avoid tossing his nerves. Very often, the moment when she raises her eyes or a few seconds after she passes by, a stranger's expression and a fragmentary sentence are enough to make her chew for a long time with interest.

Therefore, the combination of accommodation with Belle should be God’s will. She thought, actors always need an audience.

Putting down the phone, Belle finally cried out.

"Don't cry, it's been ten minutes." Luo Zhi looked at his watch and said while writing.

"I feel uncomfortable, extend the time today."

Luo Zhi frowned slightly and looked back at her. Belle said to her that she should not cry for more than ten minutes each time. The most important thing for a woman is to maintain a moderately weak and moderately strong. If you see a good one, you should not make any despised behavior.

Luo Zhi only twitched the corners of his mouth after hearing these remarks, and then dutifully reminded her every time that it was ten minutes, please pay attention to the scale of weakness and strength.

Jiang Baili has many "women's rules", and "ten minutes" is just one of them. Together with the tarot cards, they guide Jiang Baili's life. However, Jiang Baili's guidelines for women's independence have never been implemented. Every time she cried, she could not successfully control it within ten minutes, nor did she show any proper weakness and strength, only the part that was despised by others was thoroughly practiced.

However, being despised is often because it is so common that people forget that they will become one of them if they are not paying attention. After all, if most girls see their boyfriend swaying on the road with another girl by the shoulders, and carelessly say that this is the sister I just recognized, I am afraid they will shout like Belle: " Go away with your sister!" Then she threw herself on the bed gorgeously and cried.

Luo Zhi remembered that when she went to dump Belle's trash can, she saw a little soot scattered around her. She swept for a long time before cleaning it up. Jiang Baili is not a sturdy **** the fringe, nor does she like smoking, she just suddenly fell in love with the free and easy heroine in a certain novel. It is a pity that she was leaning against the long bar counter, venting the smoke ring in the dim light, and she was pitifully thrown out of the dormitory by Luo Zhi picking up her collar in the middle of the practice.

Luo Zhi believes that this failure will not cause trauma to Belle. After a while, she will pretend to be painful to give up the uncontaminated addiction and become obsessed with acting as an alcoholic woman.

There is not much difference between watching Belle and watching TV. The only regret is that you can't change channels at will. If Luo Zhi has a remote control in her hand, her first action is to turn off the TV.

Luo Zhi actually liked Belle's reality very much. Many people are willing to pack themselves freely and calmly, but when they are alone, don't they cry on the bed like her?

Or, like Luo Zhi, he doesn't seem to care about anything, but in fact, he cares most about face, and he refuses to be honest even when facing himself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at the brand new diary with a corner on the bookcase.

Belle suddenly raised her head, and the long crying made her voice muffled, as if she had caught a cold. "Luo Zhi, your computer is on, can you play some music? There is no sound, I just cried here so there is no atmosphere."

Whenever Belle is sad, she is especially afraid of being quiet. In her own words, it takes courage to live with someone like Luo Zhi's "Still Life Sketch".

Luo Zhi drew twice on the computer touch screen with his fingertips. When the sleeping computer screen turned on, he randomly selected a list to play, and the music that rang was "Light Cavalry". She couldn't help grinning silently, and now this scene is even less atmospheric.

However, Jiang Baili who suddenly rushed into the house, unpretentious crying and out of place symphony, all these brought back a trace of vitality to Luo Zhi who was flustered just now. The fluorescent lamp dangled on the head, nothing changed.

She glanced at the index finger of her right hand that was stained by pen water while writing the diary, and smiled faintly.

A persimmon and an accident mean nothing. What to panic.

This small room where crying and phone quarrels are often heard is actually a quiet place. She has never had such a quiet space since she was a child.

Let's go on like this, she thought, the so-called stability in this world and quiet years are probably that nothing happened and you don't want anything.

You don't want anything. Luo Zhi told himself again.