do not like

There are not many classes, and I go out very late.

There is an alley from home to school, and taxis can't drive in, so they can only walk.

The alley has Shandong multigrain pancakes, sweet osmanthus cake and hot flower rolls.The west slanting sun can't shine in here, all the light comes from that street lamp.The hot air will wrap around the lamp, generate some water vapor, and then dye the whole alley with incense through the medium of light.

I like that pancake shop best.The boss is from Liuzhen.

The boss's children study in the cloud and come to help their father collect change every night. When there are few people, they study by themselves.I glanced over and saw that he was reciting a glossary, and the word in bold was Hunt.

hunting.

I remembered that Fang Min pointed to this word and asked me, teacher, how to pronounce it when he was in high school.In fact, I have taught the phonetic symbols. He is so smart, how could he not know.

The intelligence of the hunter is probably only used on the prey.His prey changed.

My phone kept vibrating during class, and the tactile sensation in my pocket was annoying.I panicked inexplicably, and an ominous premonition kept lingering in my heart.

I've never hated my gut so much.

The person who sent the text message was Zheng Jiu.I saved his phone number a few years ago, because he would be Fang Min's roommate.But the two of us have never spoken to each other except for the time when Fang Min set the post.

He sent me a photo.The man reached out and grabbed the other man's shirt collar. Although his eyes could not be covered, his overall demeanor was intoxicated, as if he was indulging in a wonderful tease.He wears a watch on his wrist, which is of a style several years ago, with words faintly engraved on it.

How could I not recognize the owner of this hand.

I still engraved the words on the watch.To Fang Min.

My hand suddenly didn't work, I lost my strength, and the phone fell straight onto the podium.The noisy classmates immediately silenced after class, and looked at me in unison.

"Teacher, are you okay?" A student asked timidly.Why is my expression so scary?

It's ok, just need some fresh air.

I felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and ran back to the office trembling.Disgusting, vomiting, but not for everyone to see.I suppressed the pain, took a few bottles of medicine, went to the bathroom, and closed the door tremblingly.

I forgot to bring water, so I chewed a few pills and swallowed them.

What a pain.

After a while, my phone vibrated again.Zheng Jiu said: That face I couldn't see clearly just now.

I'm staring at the screen.

This time it is a profile photo, very clear.My boy blushed, his eyes were lightly closed, and he was buttoned up to his chest.

Lying in Zheng Jiu's arms.

I finished my medicine.

This dosage is not within the course of treatment, but the sedative effect is immediate.My hands were no longer shaking so badly, I was able to breathe slowly, and the stomach pain was less obvious.

I think I can resume my thinking and ask Zheng Jiu what he meant, or save these photos and plan a prosecution.

But what's the point of all this?

A divorced couple can use the fault party to determine the ownership of the property. Fang Min and I only have seven years without any legal effect.I don't even want to ask him why he did it.I know that people can always find excuses for themselves, even if they are betrayers, they will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages to make themselves feel at ease.

Give each other some face.

It's been said that misfortunes never come singly, but I'm surprisingly relieved - honestly, I should have known, how can anyone be so busy that they can't even eat dinner?The only possible explanation is that his heart is no longer with me.

That's right, on the one hand is the eternally lively life and the eternally fresh partner, on the other hand is the dying body.No one would choose the latter.

My little leopard really jumped into the grassland.He can't come back.

But I can't reason and lose the ability to judge.I seem to see the future of the two of us - owe each other, pull each other, even if the love is riddled with holes, I still have to hold it tightly in my arms and let it continue to deteriorate.

I even began to think carefully about the circumstances under which I would tell Fang Min that I was ill—since Fang Min himself was not that careful—I would probably choose on my birthday, turn off the lights and put in the candles, and take out the operation report and say that I may be sick. My wish is to live a few more years.

It's like a high-stakes revenge, look, if you want to leave me, then I will choose the most memorable way to tie you up.

crazy.

Life is too thick, but love is too thin.If a heavy burden is imposed on "love", no matter how pure the emotion is, it will turn sour.

Just change, I think.Who asked Fang Min to provoke me first?

The author says:

The author is here to scold again (deep bow)