Zheng Jiaxun has a cold face and a warm heart. He usually looks a bit unreliable, but in a critical moment, he is a great friend.

She sent Wen Li back to her place of residence, and accompanied Wen Li upstairs. When Wen Li was in a daze and almost tripped over the steps, she reached out in time and wrapped her slender arms around Wen Li's equally slender waist.

Wen Li staggered, half turned around, and approached Zheng Jiaxun. Zheng Jiaxun took advantage of the situation to hug her, put his palm on her back, and patted her.

"Don't panic, Lili, it will be fine."

From pushing Chen Hezheng away to leaving the hospital to go home, Wen Li hardly spoke, nor did she show much emotion.The whole person was empty, only the skin was left, and the contents inside were lost by her, and were also taken away by Chen Hezheng.

The night sky was so deep and boundless, Wen Li looked up, she was suddenly a little uncertain——

Will it get better?Really?

These days, after going through all kinds of things, she can no longer remember what a good world should look like.

Zheng Jiaxun was stabbed by the emptiness on Wen Li's face. She stroked Wen Li's hair and said, "Sister Xun has suffered from the hardship of love for more than ten years. In terms of experience, I have more experience than you."

Wen Li didn't understand what she was going to say, and tilted his head to look at her.

Zheng Jiaxun smiled, "Chen Hezheng can't be broken, and you can't break up either."

Wen Li didn't smile, she stepped up a step, lowered her eyes, looked at the shadow falling at her feet, as if she was saying to Zheng Jiaxun, or talking to herself, "During this time, I will be very good, don't giveHe gets into trouble and he prays every day and asks God to help him."

When he said the last word, his eyes suddenly became wet, and Wen Li wiped it with the back of his hand.

If there is a god in the sky, please, help him.

Please.

At home, Fu Ranning was still awake, Wen Li opened the door with a key, walked in, and changed shoes at the entrance.When Fu Ranning saw her, he immediately jumped off the sofa and gave her a big hug, with distressed expression written all over his face.

Fu Ranning has been watching the news on the Internet. The inexplicable trending searches, and leaking posts with unknown authenticity are enough to destroy the life and peace of an ordinary person.

The classmates who haven't been in touch for a long time, after seeing the gossip, know that Fu Ranning and Wen Li have a good relationship, and use various excuses to chat with Fu Ranning and make clichés, trying to spy on Wen Li's life.

Sometimes, cold curiosity can also turn into stabs, which can injure people to pieces.

Wen Li really didn't have the strength to say too much, and didn't talk to Fu Ranning about the recent experience, so he went into the bathroom with his pajamas.The hot water wrapped her around, and some sleeping emotions seemed to wake up.

Wen Li habitually wanted to write something on the glass door covered with water mist, but stuck his fingertips on it, but stopped, his heart suddenly sore

This two-bedroom small bedroom is where Wen Li has lived for several years, and she is familiar with every inch of it.After taking a shower, the window was opened, and the cool breeze was blowing on the face. Standing in the night, Wen Li suddenly wanted to drink.

She understood a little bit why Zheng Jiaxun became a senior alcohol lover. Sometimes, a hangover is really needed for a short escape and forgetfulness.

Wen Li sat down on the sofa in front of the window without turning on the light, taking advantage of the faint skylight.The beer had been chilled, and the body of the can was covered with water vapor. She remembered that Chen Hezheng liked to pull the tab on it with one hand, and with a click, the bubbles surged.

Wen Li imitated what he remembered, opened the beer, raised his head and took a big gulp, the cold breath made his eyes sore, and so did his nose.

Since the accident, Wen Li's mobile phone has been in airplane mode most of the time, rejecting all messages and calls.The wallpaper on the screen was still a photo of her and Chen Hezheng. Wen Li's eyes stayed on it for two seconds, then looked up again, and took another sip of beer.

In this way, back and forth, several empty beer cans fell on the floor.The cans fell and collided with each other, making a series of fine noises.

Wen Li was in a daze, thinking that the voice sounded like someone crying.

Drunkenness became clearer and stronger, Wen Li curled up on the sofa, curled up into a small ball.

The sky was about to dawn, and the surroundings were desolate and silent. In such an atmosphere, she had a dream.

Dreamed a long time ago.

...

Turning back the pointer of time, the first year of university, after September, the weather is still very hot.

The classical dance major has been scheduled for a whole day of classes, and Wen Li's practice clothes have long been soaked. When the bell rang, she could hardly stand still, and the position of the heel of her leg was throbbing.

The corridor outside the professional classroom was full of tired and paralyzed students. Wen Li had her head tied up in a bun, carrying a sports backpack, and hurried out.

The weather was too hot and she was sweating again, so she hurried back to the dormitory to take a shower.

When she was about to reach the stairs, someone suddenly called her, "Wen Li, wait a minute."

Wen Li paused, turned around, and saw a tall boy.

The boy's name is Tan Silei, a second-year folk dance major, the handsome sunshine guy, and has many fans at school.As soon as he made a sound, many people around him looked over.

Not long after entering school, Wen Li has a slow personality and is unfamiliar with other people. He felt a little uncomfortable, rubbing the strap of his schoolbag and said, "Senior, what do you want me to do?"

Tan Silei scratched his hair, "The last dinner, you left in a hurry, I didn't have time to add your WeChat, can I add one now?"

Wen Li hesitated for a moment, but she couldn't refuse. She took her mobile phone from her backpack, opened WeChat, and saw the message Jiang Yinglin sent an hour ago——

[At 8:30 tonight, wait for me at the east gate of the school, dress nicely, and don't be late.】

Tan Silei was standing next to Wen Li. He was tall and had good eyesight. With a glance, he got an overview of the information. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he blurted out: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Wen Li was taken aback, and was about to explain that there was no such thing. Tan Silei had already put his mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, and said with a smile: "Your boyfriend is urging you to go on a date, go quickly, don't make people wait too long, otherwise,There will be conflicts."

After finishing speaking, he waved goodbye to Wen Li in a gracious manner.

Wen Li probably understood what Tan Silei meant, so he stopped explaining and said "goodbye" to him.

Almost at the door of the dormitory, ran into roommate Zhong Xiaowan again.

This girl stayed in bed in the morning and missed the whole day's class. When the class monitor called, she refused to listen directly, frantic as hell.It was almost dusk and the classes were over, but she dressed up exquisitely and started to go out.

Wen Li and Zhong Xiaowan were at odds.

On the day of the enrollment report, Zhong Xiaowan placed a table of expensive skin care products when she entered the dormitory. When she turned her head and saw a small bottle of Yumeijing in Wen Li's place, she sneered, with a rather disdainful expression on her face.Wen Li didn't care too much about her, and the relationship has been cold since then.

Now that we met each other face to face, Wen Li smiled slightly, which was regarded as a polite greeting.Zhong Xiaowan ignored her and walked directly past her, her long curly hair fluttering, leaving behind a scent of perfume.

Wen Li sniffed and couldn't help but sneezed.

Zhong Xiaowan went out, but the other two roommates hadn't come back yet, so the dormitory was empty.Wen Li took the time to take a shower, and when she came out of the bathroom, there were three more messages on her phone, all from Jiang Yinglin, and one was more rude than the other.

Jiang Yinglin: [Did you lose your mouth, or your phone?Can you answer me?Do you not want to come?】

Jiang Yinglin: [It's fine if you don't come.I heard that your sister is learning how to make soup recently, and my dad is on a business trip again. Is the good soup going to waste?What a pity.Otherwise, I'll try your sister's craft when I go home?】

Jiang Yinglin: [Wen Li, your sister's life will be easier only when I am happy, do you understand?】

Several text messages almost occupied the entire phone screen, Wen Li read them one by one, and sighed lightly.

In the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, Wen Li's older sister, Wen Qi, married businessman Jiang Ruitian.Jiang Yinglin is Jiang Ruitian's son, he is the same age as Wen Li, he grew up not knowing what he ate, his personality is dark and weird, he is rotten.

Jiang Yinglin hated the Wen sisters very much, and took it for fun to toss Wen Li. On the day of the wedding, he even threw a small piece of cream cake on Wen Li, which made a lace suspender dress so dirty that he couldn't wear it anymore.

Wen Li didn't cry, nor was he angry, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and harmless with makeup on, and he asked in turn, "When are you going to use this kind of kid's bullying trick?"

Jiang Yinglin was choked, and stared at Wen Li with dark eyes for a long time.

"Don't look at me like that," Wen Li wiped the cake debris off his body with a tissue, and said softly, "Don't forget, you want to call me 'auntie'."

...

Some memories and fragments flashed in her head, Wen Li was a little lost in thought, and when she was conscious again, she was already standing at the east gate of Tongan Foreign Language Institute.

Jiang Yinglin's grades are not good, he is a real dude, and his college entrance examination scores are almost unimportant.His father is still rich, so he made some connections and stuffed him into this very ordinary college with a mixed diploma.

There are many green plants outside the east door, and there are also many mosquitoes. Wen Li waited for nearly half an hour before hearing a whistle.

The red sports car rushed forward quickly, roaring and screaming.The people who came in and out were all ordinary students. It was rare to see this kind of battle. They all came to see it, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and whispered: "What a cool car."

Jiang Yinglin lowered the car window, and the jewel on his right ear slapped faintly.He tilted his head, glanced at Wen Li, and stopped chewing gum suddenly.

"I told you to dress up nicely," he frowned, with a bad tone, "what are you wearing?"

Espadrilles, jeans, a V-neck T-shirt, long hair tied into a ponytail, and a baseball cap.She didn't wear any makeup, just a little lipstick, her skin was very clear and clean, she was dressed like an ordinary student.

"I bought the clothes and trousers in brand stores," Wen Li stood on the side of the road, looking into Jiang Yinglin's eyes through the landing window. "It's the most expensive set of clothes I have."

Jiang Yinglin laughed angrily, "Fuck! You are awesome!"

"If you think it's embarrassing for me to dress up like this, I don't deserve to be your co-pilot," Wen Li said calmly, without temper, "I can go back and not spoil your interest."

Jiang Yinglin wore a black T-shirt with a Cuban chain and earrings, and a tattoo on one arm, with a cold and treacherous demeanor.

He half-closed his eyes, glanced at Wen Li, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly said: "Wen Li, you are really talented in choking me."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and then, Jiang Yinglin simply threw two words: "Get in the car."

Wen Li sighed slightly, it was inevitable.

Jiang Yinglin didn't want to go to a nightclub tonight.

On the outskirts of the city, at the southeast Fourth Ring Road, a new international track has been built with high specifications.It is said that it can accommodate more than 20 vehicles to start at the same time, and there are many continuous curves, which is particularly exciting.

Jiang Yinglin has a flamboyant personality and also loves to play with cars, so he made an appointment with a friend to set up a racing game.

Seven or eight sports cars, with bright logos, converged at an intersection on the southeast fourth ring road, and then drove towards the track.

When they arrived at the entrance of the track, the group of people were stopped by the warning lights, and they couldn't get in.

The manager on duty ran all the way over with the walkie-talkie in hand, bent over to Jiang Yinglin's car window, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, sir, the venue is reserved tonight, and no individual customers will be accepted."