It’s Colder Today

The smile on Wei Congying's face became more and more obvious, but Shi Yun felt that he was getting more and more unhappy.

His Adam's apple rolled and he smiled bitterly: In the end, Jiang Xuyang told me that that person is your childhood friend and you have known each other for a long time.

Shi Yun realized that he was talking about He Sui.

The clothes folded in her hands were not aligned. After a long time, she put down the clothes and guessed that he knew: I'm sorry.

Shiyun lowered her head and watched him step on the carpet with his shoes on. His downward gaze was heavy on her body.

So, do you really like me because I look like others? he asked.

The person who lowered his head couldn't see his expression, and could only hear the tremor in the voice questioning him.

After Wei Zong answered the question, the person who bowed his head in front of him fell silent.

Yet silence is the answer.

The pain in his chest was worse than any time when his car was in a car accident. He exhaled loudly, and his whole body was trembling.

Looking at the person who lowered his head in front of him, he stretched out his hand.

When he came back to his senses and saw her painful expression, he didn't know when he grabbed her shoulders, pulled her up from the sofa and pushed her against the wall.

She leaned against the white wall and finally looked up at him.

Wei Zongying liked her eyes and the way she looked at him every time. Now the eyes are still beautiful, but there are tears in them.

She said sorry.

But it was like pouring a small glass of water on a mountain fire, with little effect.

Shi Yun, I fucking admit that I'm not a good person. But later I liked you and treated you well, all because of you. What about you? You kept saying that you fucking liked me, but it turned out it was because of others. What do you think of me? What the hell do you think I am?

Veins protruded on his neck and the back of his hands. After he finished speaking, he staggered back a step. He tried hard to adjust his breathing and thought of the two people getting along during the earthquake. For the first time, he stepped back behind his own bottom line.

He stretched out his hand: Give me that person's phone number.

Shi Yun didn't move.

Now Wei Songying was like a dynamite. A little spark could make him angry. Looking at the man who looked like a piece of wood, he roared: Hurry up.

Seeing that she didn't give it to him, Wei Zongying made a show of looking for her cell phone.

He rummaged through the sofa and finally found it under a pillow. His hands were shaking a little, but before he could unlock the password on Shiyun's phone, he heard her finally speaking.

not him.

It sounded like the lowest level of lies, but Shi Yun's expression was very serious, and she continued: It's not him, it's his brother.

Who cares? Wei Zongying handed her the phone and said, Tell him to come.

The phone's screen lit up as he picked it up. On it were photos taken of her and Wei Songying's last trip together.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes and the tip of her nose were red: He is dead.

These words instantly silenced the surrounding area.

Shi Yun's voice became more choked, and she repeated: He is dead.

He died under the gunfire of terrorists in northern Myanmar. At that time, he covered the retreat of his teammates who had obtained Utai's evidence, and then died.

When Shi Yun said this, she was far less calm than when she confessed to Ji Yanli before.

Of course Wei Congying knew who Wu Tai was. A person who appeared frequently in the news before was a demon who trafficked women, children and drugs. There are no public sacrifices of police officers in the news, but those who sacrificed their lives to bring this monster to justice deserve to be remembered by everyone.

What a great person, he is a substitute for such a person who is so high in Shiyun's heart.

She was crying so her articulation was a little unclear. Seeing the tears welling up in Shi Yun's eyes, Wei Zongying thought that big and small beads were really falling on the jade plate, and the tears were like pearls with broken strings.

She took a step closer to her, and Wei Songying took a step back at the same time.

He thought of the night before leaving Chongzhou, when they were sitting by the lake at school, and she said softly that he was the moon.

Yes, he is the moon.

Wei Congying finally understood why Shi Yun said he was the moon that day, because He Yun was her burning sun.

The moon has moonlight, but that light is given by the sun, just like the love he has from Shi Yun, that love is also given by this face that is very similar to He Yun.

They are like the moon that sets in the lake of Chongzhou School. They are so close that they can be touched but only after reaching out, they realize that they are actually thousands of miles apart.

He staggered back a few steps, like a mountain that had just experienced a wildfire. All the trees on the mountain had been burned away, and only dead branches were left.

died?

He is a stand-in for a dead man.

He thought about how his mother was even more sad when she learned that her father's unforgettable first love had died before the divorce. Yes, the person was dead.

How could he win over a dead man?

He pushed Shiyun into the bedroom and locked the door from outside.

There were no lights in the bedroom, nor was the air conditioner turned on. Shiyun stood in the dark and stuffy room, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe. Under the crack of the door was a one made of light, and she heard the sound of things being thrown outside.

There are books, Gundam models, a coffee table and a TV.

The sound of smashing caused the neighbor to knock on the door, but he ignored it.

Shi Yun didn't know how long he had been crying. When he realized it, there was no sound outside. She cried until she was exhausted, slowly squatted down and sat down

on the floor.