dizziness

When we arrived at the station at the entrance of the village, it was already dark. Owen rushed out of the car, threw the pile of oil paint he bought on the side of the road, and ran straight back.

But even a one-way trip by car takes one or two hours. With only two meaty legs, regardless of physical strength, it might be almost dawn after running.

Owen was very anxious. First, he felt that he was running slower and slower, and second, he was worried that Ruan Miaomiao would be in danger alone in this wilderness. Perhaps what disturbed him most was that Ruan Miaomiao would not be able to wait for him, so he got up and left.

However, Owen seems to have accumulated a good character recently. After running for a long distance, he heard a faint mechanical sound coming from the front, and he knew it was something moving. It is a go-kart version of the tractor. After inquiring, I found out that the driver is a farmer. He planted rice seedlings in the field during the day, and it was a little late, so he drove home at this time. The house built by the farmer happened to be located in the village. Between the city and the county seat, Owen thought that a ride would count as a ride, so he gave the farmer some money and sat on it himself.

Hearing the noise made by the tractor all the way, Owen was even more disturbed. With the shaking of the tractor, his whole body turned up and down, left and right, back and forth, which was even more unnerving than riding a rolling train. It's like the ground is going to collapse.

After finally getting out of the car, Owen continued to run forward regardless of dizziness and nausea. Although his legs were already so weak and trembling, it seemed that there was always a force that attracted him to keep moving forward. I don't know how long the road will last, Owen began to complain about Ruan Miaomiao in his heart. This is the only road leading to the village. Even if Ruan Miaomiao didn't have to run, if he walked slowly along the road, he could at least reduce his burden a little. I also thought that I told him to wait where he was, and that Ruan Miaomiao has always been stubborn, so it was probably impossible for him to be as tactful as I expected. Perhaps it was Owen's greatest luck not to give up when he couldn't wait.

But Owen felt that he couldn't run anymore. Who the hell said that loving someone requires courage? Owen knows that the courage in his body is almost overflowing now, but the so-called love needs a lot of courage at this moment. It wasn't his courage, but his physical strength that was close to God. Owen really wished that his character would explode again. It was obviously impossible to encounter something like a car, but anything was fine, as long as he was faster than himself. Four legs, moving ones, cats, dogs, cows, sheep, even he can ride a pig to meet Ruan Miaomiao without caring about his image.

As long as you can hurry up, see him sooner.

He stopped, took a breath, and raised his hand to look at his watch. He had been tossing around for almost three hours, and counting the time back to the village, there were five or six hours now. He felt that Ruan Miaomiao was still waiting for him. The possibility is getting slimmer.

If it were two or three months ago, Owen would never have spent any energy on such a matter with a probability of less than 50%, but now he only has what Ruan Miaomiao said on the phone in his mind.

I will wait for you.

Yes, Ruan Miaomiao said she would wait for him, so Owen gritted his teeth again and stepped up.

I don’t know how long it took. There were no street lights on the country roads, and it was pitch black everywhere. I could only rely on the faint moonlight to identify the direction, until Owen’s running posture began to twist, and his body seemed to be almost dehydrated. Only then did he see a faint light ahead.

Ruan Miaomiao was sitting on the side of the road, it was exactly where he stopped at that time, there was no deviation at all, the drawing board that was lost at first seemed to have been found, but it was broken, and at this moment, he was using the light of the mobile phone screen to concentrate on repairing.

This may be the case for those who study painting. The drawing board is like a sword in the hands of a samurai. It is not an exaggeration at all when the drawing board is in the hands of people.

It seemed to hear footsteps coming, because it was too dark to see anyone, but Ruan Miaomiao seemed to know that it was Owen, put down the drawing board in his hand and got up to meet him.

When Owen saw Ruan Miaomiao running towards him, his first reaction was not to be happy, but to feel that this kid finally knew how to be tactful. Although it was a bit late, it was okay, because Owen felt that if he ran even two more steps, he would die immediately. .

He suddenly discovered that what love needs is neither courage nor endurance, but his old life at all.

Ruan Miaomiao watched Owen, whose clothes were soaked and his face was full of sweat, stop, his pale face bent over and gasped for breath, Ruan Miaomiao's eyes trembled violently, he opened his lips and raised his hands, but he didn't know what to say or do. something.

"You...you..." Owen glanced at Ruan Miaomiao, was almost speechless, and waved his hands at him, "It's no good... huh... first... first... let me breathe... "

Ruan Miaomiao nodded vigorously at him, and Owen couldn't bear it anymore. He simply lay down on the road in a large font, his chest heaving violently, and he was wiping the sweat off his face with his hands. Ruan Miaomiao hurriedly took out the A plain checkered handkerchief, knelt down and handed it to him.

Owen looked at the handkerchief, nodded, and didn't have the strength to say a word of thanks. He took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face. When passing the tip of his nose, Owen seemed to be able to smell the special smell that belonged to Ruan Miaomiao, mixed with each other's sweat, and also stained with each other's breath. A picture of the two making love suddenly flashed in Owen's mind, and the smell was exactly the same.

The already hot body and the racing heartbeat instantly became hotter and faster, almost tormenting Owen until he suffocated.

Unbearable, he threw the handkerchief back on Ruan Miaomiao's body, took a deep breath and said loudly, "You kid, you are only willing to kill me if you want to kill me!"

Of course Ruan Miaomiao didn't know that the source of Owen's words was because of his desire, and then the handkerchief hurriedly explained: "I didn't expect you to come here like this, but you don't have to be like this..."

What? !Owen couldn't believe his ears. He finally ran over with only half his life left, just to see him. He didn't hear a good word, but the kid said it was unnecessary as soon as he opened his mouth.

How could Owen's temper bear this kind of grievance, so he turned his head and glared at Ruan Miaomiao viciously.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Ruan Miaomiao added nervously. After getting in touch with Owen for a while, he naturally understood Owen. With that look in his eyes, he knew that he had misunderstood something and misunderstood him.

However, it is too late to remedy it now. Owen's anger has always been like a sewer that has been opened. It can only be stinky and hard to flow out, and it is impossible to purify it back.

It seemed that he had recovered a little bit of strength, and Owen yelled at him after sitting up: "That's not what you mean! Then what the hell do you mean?!"

"I thought I could take the car to the village to find you tomorrow." Ruan Miaomiao was also a little anxious, but she tried her best to explain.

"Since you're taking the bus tomorrow, why the hell are you still sitting here?!"

Ruan Miaomiao could no longer restrain his emotions when Owen uttered a swear word, and he didn't know why Owen always ignited his almost unfamiliar anger, so he raised his voice and said, "Obviously you told me to wait for you here, didn't you?! "

"That's right! I said it!" Owen took off his wet and irritated top, threw it on the ground and continued to spray feces, "Since I said it! You should know that I will come back!"

"But if you come back this way, there's no need at all!"

Owen only saw Ruan Miaomiao's back-talking side, and was so angry that he completely forgot that he still had a stupid side. He gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes! If you didn't come, there wouldn't be so many troubles! I don't need to run back To see you for the fuck!"

"..."

Ruan Miaomiao didn't speak, just stared at Owen coldly, apparently so innocent that she almost didn't understand what Owen said, bit her lip hard, turned around and left.

"What are you doing! Where are you going! You dare to go!"

Ignoring Owen roaring behind him, Ruan Miaomiao picked up the drawing board, put on her schoolbag, and walked back quickly.

Every step he took was a footprint he had desperately chased during the day.

Owen saw that he was walking gracefully and simply, and he was a person who took the soft rather than the hard, and when he got angry, he lost all reason, and immediately shouted: "You go! If you want to get out, get out of the way! "

As soon as the words came out, Owen regretted a little. Seeing that Ruan Miaomiao really quickened his pace, and his back was gradually submerged in the night, Owen became a little anxious. He didn't even care about his clothes, and with his upper body half naked, he chased after him without any hope.

Every step of chasing is the footprint Ruan Miaomiao left for herself during the day.