Stunned for You

Fu Sitian hasn't slept much recently, but often dreams. She occasionally has the illusion that she can't distinguish between reality and dreams. In reality and dreams, the sky is gloomy, and everything is lifeless and uninteresting.

She pinched herself subconsciously, it was painful, not a dream.

Feeling uncontrollable, the deadly heart lake suddenly became turbulent, and the ripples spread, and Fu Si was anxious to calm down. She stared at the indifferent statement sent to her by Shi Yi above, she didn't know how many times she had read it repeatedly, she pierced herself again, recognized the reality again, and even felt ashamed and desperate for her lack of self-knowledge. .

She didn't know whether to go back to Shiyi.

While hesitating, Shi Yi's next sentence came: "If you haven't slept, let's talk. I have something to tell you." Almost the next second, she said again: "I'm sorry."

Fu Sitian stared at the screen blankly, his head dull, as if suddenly could not understand the short three words on the screen.

Why did Shi Yi apologize? Why is she sorry for herself? It is not wrong to dislike, and it is not wrong to refuse.

Fu Sitian bit his lip, a heart drifting in the wind. Shaking her fingertips, she wanted to click on the screen to ask Shiyi: "Why do you apologize?"

But she dared not ask.

Shi Yi already had normal feelings. In any case, he would not have the answer he wanted. Maybe she was too kind, too pitiful to see herself, or maybe she let go, and wanted to cut off the last fetters with herself...

No matter which possibility it is, it won't make oneself better than now.

The mist suddenly dimmed his vision, and the pain overflowed uncontrollably. She knew that she should reply "It's okay" sensibly, and Fang Shiyi was completely relieved, but she was reluctant to say it.

Is it true that after saying this "it doesn't matter", she really has nothing to do with Shi Yi anymore. From then on, Shi Yi completely let go. Like all the other people she had refused, she was ordinary and unremarkable, leaving no traces, and she was submerged in the long river of her years.

Fu Sitian grabbed his heart, and tears soaked through the pillow unconsciously. With tears in her eyes, she persuaded herself by staring at the screen without blinking.

As long as Shi Yi said one more sentence, one more explanation. She told her "it's okay" and since then as nothing happened, she quit her life cleanly.

But she didn’t know. Shi Yi was waiting for her in the dark night. When she answered her, she didn’t even need to reply to her. As long as the status of "inputting" is displayed, tell her that she is still willing to care for her. Apologize is not superfluous because of the passage of time, she can continue to muster her courage and tell her all her thoughts with a shy face.

But time passed, the screen went dark, and the screen never lit up again. It's dawn, it's time for Fu Sitian to get up, the screen is still dark.

The little self-deceiving hope in Shi Yi's heart was also suppressed. The sound of Fang Ruohua's walking outside the door sounded, Shi Yi put her head on her bent knee wearily, closed her eyes for a moment, got up and got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

The whole face was soaked in icy cold water, frozen to numbness. Shi Yi felt a little better.

After she finished freshening up, she went out casually to have breakfast with Fang Ruohua.

That night, at about one o'clock in the morning, Shi Yi didn't find Fu Sitian's activity on Weibo, and accidentally swiped WeChat, but found in the circle of friends that Fu Sitian shared the synchronization check-in of the word recitation software more than ten minutes ago.

Shi Yi's eyes darkened, his fingertips hung over the like button for a long time, and finally closed his eyes and locked the screen.

There was no flag-raising ceremony on Mondays of the biweekly, but Shi Yi made an exception and arrived in the classroom early, occupying the last row in the middle.

Fu Sitian came with Jian Luhe and Yin Fanlu. Jian Luhe went straight to Shi Yi as usual, but Fu Sitian abnormally chose not to choose the second or third row of vacancies, and went to the front row. Shi Yi didn't find a chance to meet her at all, only to see her slap-sized face flashed in front of him, and then she was silent.

Shi Yi's fingertips turned white while holding the pen.

Jian Luhe wiped the table and asked, "Why do you like sitting in the back row so much recently?"

Shi Yi took a slow breath and said in a low voice, "Suitable for distracting."

"Huh?" Jian Luhe smirked, "This line substitutes. Are you enough grade points? It's not like you at all."

Shi Yi went over a man's head and stared at Fu Sitian's back, absent-mindedly. She turned her head to want to say something to Jian Luhe, after thinking about it, she opened the notebook and wrote quietly on the paper.

"Have you noticed how Si Tian is feeling?" She pushed the notebook to Jian Luhe.

Jian Luhe shook his head and wrote: "I didn't pay attention to it, but I can feel that she is not very happy."

"Do you still hear her crying?"

"No."

A cloud of cloud hovered between Shi Yi's cold eyebrows and Jian Luhe was worried: "What's wrong?"

"She should have been insomnia for a long time. If you have a chance," she paused with the tip of her pen, and continued to write: "Talk to Chen Xizhu about this." The three words "Chen Xizhu" seemed to have used vigorously, with deep handwriting and pen and ink. Thick black.

Jian Lu and Qidao: "How did you know?"

Shi Yi's thin lips pressed into a straight line, long eyelashes were hanging down, and he didn't speak.

Jian Luhe pulled back the notebook and asked, "You care about her so much, why don't you go by yourself."

Shi Yi looked at Jian Luhe sideways, his eyes faint, and he almost wrote "you talk a lot" on his face.

If ordinary people might be frightened by her cold face, Jian Luhe understands her character, knows that she is not really angry, and is not afraid at all. He hums from his nose and continues to ask:" Do you want to reconcile yourself?"

Shi Yi was silent, his eyes fell on Fu Sitian's beautiful back again, neither admitting nor denying.

Not at all.

Jian Lu and the corners of her lips would overflow when they smiled, and she held them back abruptly, and said empathetically, "I'll help you."

Shi Yi's heart moved and looked at Jian Luhe suspiciously.

Jian Lu raised his eyebrows peacefully.

Shi Yi's red lips moved. Reason told her that she should refuse, and if Fu Sitian is no longer needed, she should just let the flow go. But after a while, her brows were loose, but she pulled out a very shallow smile, like a compromise, but also like helplessness. She wanted to talk, "Don't mess around."

Jian Luhe was startled, with a strange feeling in his heart.

Shi Yi has always been very restrained, and it was the first time she saw Shi Yi with such an expression. It is like the goddess has dyed the breath of the world and fell into the mortal dust.

Unconsciously, she sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Si Tian is too good."

She promised Shiyi: "Don't worry, what can I do? Am I that kind of person?"

Shi Yi gave a light sigh, and finally looked a little happy.

When Jian Luhe said that he wanted to help her, he started the action really quickly.

In the statistics class on Tuesday morning, the teacher assigned the first group assignment of the semester. With seven to eight people as a team unit, analyze and count the data of several companies, make a report and submit it in ppt format. Jian Luhe quickly pulled a work group, and pulled the four people in the dormitory of Fu Sitian, Yin Fanlu, Shi Yi, and Lei Yilin.

Everyone is familiar with that, Jian Luhe directly divided the labor, put Fu Sitian and Shi Yi together, and was responsible for the data sorting of one of the modules.

No one had any opinion at the moment, Fu Sitian did not answer, but did not refuse. Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

In the evening, after taking a shower, while blowing her hair, she stared at Fu Sitian's profile picture on the chat list. She was a little bit timid about homecoming when she wanted to talk to Fu Sitian about homework.

Reylin's head flashed suddenly.

For no reason, Shi Yi's heart sank, with an unknown premonition.

I clicked to see it, and Sure enough, Lei Yilin said: "10ee, Si Tian just told me that I want to analyze my module, can I change it, I don’t care, so I promised her. I took a look at us. This set of data is quite simple. We analyze and write reports by ourselves, and make ppts by ourselves. Do you think it is successful?"

Shi Yi's throat was bitter, and he slowly typed the word "OK" back.

She turned off the power, dropped her hand holding the hair dryer weakly, and sat quietly by the bed. The room was full of silence, as if the sound of her breaking a heart was particularly obvious and ridiculous.

After a long time, she turned her head, looked at the rabbit beside the pillow on the bed, and sighed dejectedly.

forget it. She rubbed her forehead and once again convinced herself that Fu Sitian didn't need her anymore and shouldn't force it, let the flow go.

But every night, she would still involuntarily open Fu Sitian's trumpet, pay attention to Fu Sitian's dynamics, and accompany her with insomnia.

On Friday, November 22, Shi Yi's new calendar birthday.

Because he didn't dare to invite Fu Sitian, he didn't want to be rejected by Fu Sitian again, and he was worried that if he didn't invite Fu Sitian, Fu Sitian knew that he would misunderstand. Shi Yi dispelled all the thoughts of her friends wanting to help her with birthday celebrations, and spent her time quietly by herself.

It was 11:55 in the middle of the night, and the night was as cold as water. In the audio-visual room, Shi Yi leaned on the carpet in front of the sofa with one leg bent. The stars are like a sea, but they didn't bring any light to her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the stars, her Duanxiu face was deeper than night.

There was a vague restlessness and expectation in her heart.

Her self-esteem does not allow her to think again. But she couldn't help it.

One star for one second, and finally, she counted three hundred stars, the zero point arrived, and the long anxiety was over. The phone screen lights up, the vibrating sound is endless, and the blessings are coming.

Shi Yi quickly browsed the names in text messages, WeChat, QQ, and Banqun’s blessings, and suddenly it was dull.

Sure enough, there will be no more.

She turned off the starry sky instrument, sat in the dark desperately for a long time, smiled bitterly, and prepared to get up and return to the room.

Suddenly, she remembered something, and gave birth to the last hope. She clenched the carpet unconsciously with one hand, and opened Fu Sitian's trumpet hesitantly with the other.

Slow down and swipe to the right from the homepage to all Weibo pages.

All Weibo, 206.

Suddenly, Shi Yi's gloomy eyes lit up, and his heart pounded.

The author has something to say: Xiaotu Ji has survived a chapter!

Chen Xizhu laughed wildly with his arms akimbo: Shi Yi, you also have today!

In the next second, she took a look at the little rabbit in Yi Yi's arms—about to be red. Chen Xizhu laughed and froze: Tuji, give your mother a chance! !

The little rabbit chuckled Shi Yi's neckline clothes, hum, speechless.

Shi Yi fouls, woooo~