The master said that he was silent for a while and turned his head toward the night sky.

Bai Yang sighed and started the car again.

When he got downstairs, the master said he got out of the car and Bai Yang took her to the stairs: "Did I say a little too much tonight?"

The teacher's face relaxed slightly, and he nodded, "Yes."

Bai Yang wrinkled his face, "Will anyone named Han kill me?"

She chuckled and shook her head, "Is it that miserable?"

"Of course there is."

The teacher said: "It happened before?"

Bai Yang nodded heavily and said pitifully: "At Stanford, I made a date with a girl, but he refused him severely. When he came back, he beat me up. He didn't let me enter the house for several days, and hid my ID card. I was hungry for a week!"

The teacher said: "It's miserable."

Bai Yang curled his lips: "Not."

Yes. I have never seen him reject others in middle school.

He is cruel and decisive.

No mercy.

The teacher laughed, "It's getting late, be careful when driving."

Bai Yang sighed, knowing that she couldn't comfort her, so she asked, "Are you in a better mood?"

The teacher said he knew he was making her happy, "Yeah."

Bai Yang: "Oh, the male lead still needs to save you."

The teacher joked, ignoring the joke in his words, "Go back quickly, it's very late."

"Get ready, take a break."

Bai Yang walked away, took a few steps and turned around and shook his hand at her.

The elevator slowly rises.

Her figure was reflected in the reflector.

Slim and thin.

The master said that he had been in a short while, and the elevator reached the seventh floor, slowly opened and closed.

Her hands naturally hang down, and her right fingers hooked the strap weakly.

The foundation of my eyes gradually became wet.

Over the years, she has lived so quietly and unpredictable.

Pretend to be happy.

How tired.

The teacher said that when he returned to the house, he habitually pressed the light at the door.

When my vision returned, I realized that there was someone sitting on the sofa.

He left without saying hello last week. He hadn't seen him for a few days. His back seemed a little decadent and a little depressed.

The teacher said he was a little depressed.

"Come back?"

Song Yu's voice was hoarse and low, suppressed in his throat.

The master said, "Yeah".

Song Yu has always had her key here. If you come in without saying hello like today, you must be in a very bad mood.

She asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Song Yu: "Ah."

"Um."

"Why didn't you tell me when you go to the Bund?"

The teacher was stunned.

Song Yu has been unable to let go of the matter two years ago, and since then she is not allowed to go that half step.

During the day, he went to discuss business near the Bund, and accidentally saw her and a man.

Yes, men's desires are always so strong.

She sat in front of the window, smiling so happily.

Song Yu has a headache.

She silent for a while and said softly: "Isn't it wrong for me? I'm just going to work."

"Work?"

His tone was contemptuous, and the master said that he couldn't help frowning.

She glanced at him.

Song Yu sneered: "You are in love with a man?"

The teacher suddenly said: "Are you following me?"

Song Yu pressed his eyebrows and said, "Passing by."

The master said, "Song Yu, don't do this."

Song Yu smiled: "Where?"

The master said not to open his eyes.

Song Yu: "If I don't take the initiative, have you never thought of getting close to me?"

His voice was faint, with a slight astringent feeling.

The teacher said that he would sit on the sofa with gentle steps.

She lowered her eyes, her face light, "Yeah."

In the quiet living room, only the sound of the two people breathing softly.

He suddenly became scary.

The master couldn't help but look up, and there was a sense of power gathering in his eyes, black and depressing.

After a while, his voice was deep and he said, "Just because you don't love me?"

The master closed his eyes and opened them again.

"Yeah".

Her eyes looked at the floor and took a deep breath, "It was me who gave you the wrong signal. It was me who had always relied on you too much, but Song Yu, I really always think that you are like my uncle. It has delayed you for the years. It is me who is sorry for you."

Song Yu put his arms on his legs that were casually spreading, his head lowered, his expression could not be seen clearly, and his voice was light, "I have never loved you, have you?"

The master said he was silent for a while and closed his eyes and said "Yeah".

Air condenses.

He didn't look up, "I've been finding reasons to convince myself not to miss you these days. I also want to be your brother as you said, but how can you measure feelings like this? Ah, there's never something I, Song Yu, can't do in this world, but once I get to you," he said, he sneered with a self-deprecating voice, "I won't be able to do anything."

"...Song Yu." The master said to him looking down at him.

"Ah."

"Hmm?" she replied softly.

"I can't do it."

A few seconds later, he repeated: "I can't do it, I won't love you."

The master said that he would not open his eyes and stop looking at him.

"It's very late, it's time for you to go back."

He slowly raised his head and landed on her.

"Ah."

The master sighed and turned around.

"Remember I saw you the first time?"

A vague picture.

The master said, pursing his lips: "Song Yu, you..."

Song Yu chuckled, "I remember."

The master said to look at him.
To be continued...