[Danmei] You and I never meet

I had no choice but to stop looking at him cruelly, as if I didn't know there was such a tall young man following me and protecting me.

But I didn't expect that not long after I walked out of the school, a group of people surrounded me.

I felt uneasy, at this moment Qi Yang rushed up from behind, grabbed my hand and ran away.

Running in the snow, hunting in the cold wind.

Sure enough, they were coming at me, and they chased me very hard.

Running in the snow is not fast, and it is even more difficult to get rid of them.

I don't know how long I have been running, and I am out of breath.We hid in an abandoned factory, and with Qi Yang's hands and feet on the snow, we finally escaped their pursuit.

My hands were red with cold.He held my hand silently and put it in his warm lapel.

"Do you know who they are?" he asked.

I shook my head.

Four eyes facing each other.

On that winter evening, we hid in the abandoned factory.

He looked at me with dark eyes as deep as lake water.

The cold wind rattled the iron door.

In his eyes, there is pity, restraint, and sadness... I don't even dare to look into his eyes, they seem to be like black holes, trying to suck me in.

"Qiyang..." He whispered my name in a low voice.

The guilt came back.The figure of the charter is lingering in my mind.But I didn't do anything, nothing, I grabbed my hand tightly, my fingertips were embedded in my palm, and tears fell from my eyes.

He reached out and brushed his fingertips across my cheek.

The tears seemed to break the embankment, and the rush continued.

His eyes were full of distress.

The cold wind got into my clothes everywhere.I feel cold all over.

"Don't cry." He smiled at me, "Qi Yang, don't cry."

Then, his eye sockets turned slightly red.

On that winter evening, we walked out of the abandoned factory.

We walked slowly, one in front of the other, our figures were lonely.

At the moment of parting, I didn't look back, I just stood in the white snow and said, "Qi Yang, I'm sorry."

He said, "Qiyang, you don't have to say sorry to me."

Then we didn't say anything more.Nothing to say, parting, go home.

I walked slowly back to the vicinity of the school alone, and when I looked up, I saw Zhang Zhang standing far away at the gate of the community, with a red nose and an anxious face.He ran over and hugged me, with a familiar breath coming over my face, he asked me: "What's the matter? Are you back so late?"

His voice was gentle, as if coaxing a child.

But I couldn't answer anything, and the tears I had just suppressed flowed out again, and in Zhang Zhang's arms, I cried without any scruples.

He didn't know anything, but he still hugged me distressedly, comforting me and said: "Baby, it's okay, I'm here."

But he didn't know that the nicer he was to me, the more he made me sad.

I don't deserve it, he's been so good to me.

It was that winter, the last ray of daylight before night fell.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, this chapter is short, very short.

Just writing to this place, stuck, let me think about it.

I'm vacillating right now.

I don't know how to choose.

Please forgive me.

Let me think about this story for a moment.

Goodbye.

Bless you forever!