Time has no trace and can be found

I looked down at my phone to see what the hell my dad was doing, and then what caught my eye was the nickname of my dad in the phone call column.

Did he just take my phone and call him?

That is, he saved my mobile phone number.

While thinking, he pulled Mu Jianchen.

I didn't let go of him until I went out into the street.

It was like a blockage in my heart.

What is this, is this a rare concern?

Or does it look like Mu Jianchen is like a rich man, so he kept my contact number so that he could keep him?

Lo and behold, this is the child who does not grow up in an environment where he is loved.

Never believe that you are cared for and that you are loved.

I am dyingly concerned about the little details that are loved, thinking about the past and backwards, thinking about whether I don't deserve it.

The

hand holding the phone slowly clenched, and I clicked on the screen and pulled my father's phone into the blacklist.

"Huanhuan?" Obviously, Mu Jianchen clearly saw my move, and he was stunned

Then he called my name very softly.

I was looking at my phone in a daze, and my eyes were astringent, maybe the sand had gotten into my eyes.

"Huanhuan. He muttered, walked up to me, and approached me.

He probably didn't know what was going on with me, and he watched me closely.

He was close to me, and I could smell the fragrance of him again.

"Don't follow me. "

I don't know why, I don't want to see him now.

I let go of his hand, I don't want to go home now, I don't want to go to school, I just want to walk aimlessly.

A sentence suddenly surged in my heart.

"Why was I born into such a family".

I feel like I'm feeling so negative right now.

A hand grabbed me again.

I looked back, and Mu Jianchen's eyes were staring at me, and the bottom of his eyes was the same stubbornness.

"You can't just run around alone. His face at this time was undisguised worry.

What is he worried about, is it really because he likes me, and what is there to like a person like me?

I shook off his hand lightly, not even bothering to give him a polite smile.

He froze where he was.

I could feel him visibly frozen as I shook him off.

Why, don't you believe this could be my move?

Mu Jianchen, I still have a lot of things you don't understand, do you have the courage to face it.

You know the other side of my coldness, will you continue to like me?

As I walked, I felt that there was no movement behind me, and I began to walk on my own with peace of mind, I lowered my head slightly, not wanting to meet acquaintances or anything.

I found a park far away, and when I looked back inadvertently, Mu Jianchen's figure appeared in front of me.

I was shocked, I haven't left yet?

He was panicked by my sudden look back, and then he came over with the expression of "since I've been discovered, don't pretend" and walked over with an innocent face.

"I didn't follow you," he replied immediately when I looked at him questioningly.

Actually, I was trying to find a place where no one was around to cry.

But he followed me like this, and I really couldn't cry.

。。。

The grievances in my heart burst out, and Mu Jianchen seemed to have become my target of venting and a big wrongdoer.

"Can you walk away. I said with a blank face.

His steps trembled slightly, and the smile that he was about to put on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Mu Jianchen, it's impossible for us, I don't like you. "

My mouth is faster than my brain, and my emotions are very depressed right now, and I need to vent.

But why, Mu Jianchen followed.

Why, when I say this, I feel a pain in my heart.

I don't think I meant to say that.

Yes, I said this to get rid of him, to get rid of him.

His eyes were obviously red, and he stood there stunned, his eyes like a layer of mist, stupidly listening to me.

"Let's go," I continued.

He didn't seem to understand what I was saying, and the corners of his mouth were bitten deeply, and the whitening marks of the bite pierced my eyes.

Mu Jianchen's chest heaved and fell, he wanted to say something, and then tried his best to control his emotions.

A tear slid uncontrollably down his fair cheek.

I was stunned.

I was inexplicably irritable.

He cried?

But why is that, and what am I feeling uncomfortable with?

"I just want to make sure you're okay. His voice could already be heard trembling at the end.

His eyes slowly changed. I saw the same look in my eyes as I did that night.

The night he was stabbed, his eyes welled up with despair and self-abandonment.

It's that kind of look.

My throat was dry and I couldn't say anything for a moment.