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Yu Zhou's brain exploded when he heard that sentence.

It wasn't long before he self-harmed himself. He knew that this method was decisive, but other than stabbing himself with a knife to vent his anger, was there any other way?

He has no friends to talk to, no parental love, he hates them, hates many people around him, thinks they are just talking to him with a fake mask.

Yu Zhou finds it ridiculous that he hasn't developed a strong character after being alone for so long, but instead becomes as fragile as glass, which can be broken when knocked.

During that time, he was very confused, like a light and fluttering leaf fluttering in the wind, allowing him to fiddle with it.

"Don't get excited, I just want to care about you..." Song Chuan didn't know what to say as he watched Yu Zhou sit up suddenly from the bed.

Yu Zhou closed his eyes, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

Song Chuan was a little flustered, he felt that he was too abrupt just now.

"I saw it the first time I saw you." He gritted his teeth and replied.

Let's break the jar, let's talk about it anyway.

Yu Zhou sat on the bed with his head bowed. Song Chuan could only see his outline clearly through the moonlight coming in from the window. He could vaguely feel that Yu Zhou was holding back something.

Yu Zhou sighed and turned to look at him: "I didn't hurt myself anymore, thank you for your concern."

"Sleep." He said again.

"Yu Zhou, I didn't discriminate against you and I didn't think you hurt yourself. I was just worried about your mental state... Do you know that my mother committed suicide because of depression. So I don't want to see people I know die because of this. Die." Song Chuan said.

He heard Yu Zhou sneer, and then saw Yu Zhou get up and look at him with indifferent eyes.

"You think I'm depressed?"

"So you approached me?"

"So you care about me so much?"

"So you're going to be friends with me?"

Yu Zhou's voice was very calm, but his rhetorical question was forceful, which made Song Chuan's ears hurt a little and left him speechless.

How should I answer him?

It's not too far-fetched to say, I am really as he said.

"Yes, you are right."

Yu Zhou clenched his hands into fists, bit his lips firmly, and looked at him with a frown: "If you didn't think I have a tendency to be depressed, you wouldn't stick to me like before, would you?"

"...Yes," Song Chuan said without confidence. He looked at Yu Zhou and said, "Although what you said is correct, aren't we friends now? Why bother about the past?"

Yu Zhou turned his face away, and said in a low voice, "Song Chuan, you have to know, if it wasn't for what you think, we wouldn't be able to have this relationship now."

"So, our current relationship is because you pity me and sympathize with me, understand?"

"But I also think you are really stupid. You think that I have a tendency to be depressed because of self-harm. Even if I have, I will not commit suicide. It has nothing to do with you. From now on, we both have nothing to do. I'm sorry you misunderstood me, it's not worth it for you to spend so much time and energy on me, Song Chuan, I don't want others to give me anything, so let it be like this."

He got up and walked out of the room, carrying his schoolbag on his back.

"Bang" sound.

Song Chuan heard the sound of closing the door.

He didn't come back to his senses for a while, as if Yu Zhou was still talking in front of him.

"So be it."

So be it?

Song Chuan felt very uncomfortable, why did he say this?Wouldn't it be like this if I didn't say it myself?

He took a deep breath and patted his head hard.

I was so aggrieved that I couldn't explain a word.

But what to explain?The fact is what Yu Zhou said, if he hadn't "thought", he wouldn't have cuddled up to Yu Zhou, after all, his personality was really unpleasant.

But in recent contacts, he found that Yu Zhou was not completely like that, in fact, he was quite nice, so he was willing to be friends with him.

But what is the use of explaining it?

It's not like what Yu Zhou said, if there is no misunderstanding at the beginning, there will be no current relationship.

But he wasn't sympathizing or giving charity, he was worried about him, and he wanted to give him a hand.

Song Chuan sighed and rubbed his temples.

It's too late to say anything now.

I don't know where Yu Zhou can go in the middle of the night, and he doesn't have much money left on him.

He didn't dare to look for him, and he didn't have the face to see him.

He could understand Yu Zhou's anger, and he was also to blame for this.

So be it?

So be it.

The best way now is not to bother him.

Song Chuan thought.

----

The temperature was relatively low at night, the streets were empty, and Yu Zhou gradually calmed down with gusts of wind.

There was a great loss in his heart.

It turned out that I had been acting affectionate all the time. The so-called friendship was actually given to him.

Yu Zhou squatted down beside a tree, staring at his own shadow in a daze.

Looking back, it was really like a dream just now, so much happened all at once.

I went back to my previous life.

He sighed, feeling his eyes a little sour.

"Cry ass." Yu Zhou rubbed his eyes.

"Isn't it the same with him or without him? I didn't live like that before."

He got up, looked around, and saw a bench not far away.

It's back to the beginning again.

He thought as he walked to the bench.

----

Sunday.

Yu Zhou was dazzled by the light in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, he found some people on the street looking at him from time to time.

He cut his hair, then put on his schoolbag and prepared to take a taxi back to school.

Yu Zhou stood by the side of the road and waited for a long time but didn't see a taxi.

Not even a motorcycle, what the hell is this place.

He clicked his tongue a little impatiently, and then walked in the direction Song Chuan brought him with his vague memory.

Song Chuan took himself here by car from the school gate before, and changed cars a few times on the way.

Originally, he couldn't sort out the buses with so many routes, and he had to change buses a few times, let alone taking a bus, he probably couldn't remember how many times he changed buses.

He didn't know how long he walked, but he came to an intersection with a lot of people, and there were several snack bars beside it.

Only now did Yu Zhou feel hungry. When he took out the money, he only took out one piece of fifty yuan and two pieces of ten yuan.

Seventy, I don't know if I can last a week.

He went to a snack bar to buy a cup of milk tea and a pack of egg waffles, and watched the car at the intersection while eating.

He didn't see a taxi until he felt that he was no longer hungry after eating the egg waffles.

Yu Zhou waved to the taxi.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked, rolling down the window.

"In A, how much?"

"Is there a chartered car?"

Yu Zhou originally blurted out that he wanted to talk about chartering a car, but after thinking about his balance, he still gritted his teeth and said, "No."

"Twenty, come up."

The reason why Yu Zhou wants to charter a car is that he doesn't like to sit with others, especially in such a small space.

Now, smelling the smoke in the car, he glanced at the man beside him in disgust, and then turned his head to the window on his side.

The woman in the co-pilot was still playing the video, the tacky soundtrack and the weird dubbing were really annoying.

It's nice to have money, Yu Zhou thought.

Looking at the rapidly moving scenery outside the window, he thought of the day before when he and Song Chuan took the bus to his house.

Yu Zhou remembered that Song Chuan said in the car: "Do you think this is like bringing your girlfriend to meet your parents, but my dad is not at home."

You're so mean, you're the only girlfriend, and your whole family has girlfriends.

As Yu Zhou thought about it, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

He paused and sighed slightly.

It is estimated that there will be no chance to hear Song Chuan swearing again.

He suddenly wondered if he was too decisive, maybe it wasn't that serious?

No.

He still doesn't like others to sympathize with him and give him alms, he doesn't need it.

One can live well, right? It's not like he can't live without him, and he doesn't get along with him to the point of interdependence. At most, he can be regarded as an ordinary friend.

Forget it, just as a small episode.

He felt a little empty in his heart, as if he had nothing left and was alone again.

In such a big world, no one stands by his side.

It hurts just thinking about it.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he put down his schoolbag and lay on the bed.

Yu Zhou suddenly remembered that the last time Song Chuan came to the dormitory to look for him and brought him fruit.

Fuck, it's him everywhere.

Ghosts linger.

Yu Zhou turned around angrily, frowning.

He took out his phone and opened WeChat, and saw Song Chuan in his contacts at a glance.

Originally, there were not many people on the list, and Song Chuan's WeChat name was really eye-catching, so he noticed it right away.

You are everywhere.

Yu Zhou looked at his WeChat name and thought.

He clicked a few times and looked at the option to delete contacts.

Do you want to delete it?Yu Zhou thought.

He actually kind of missed the days when he and Song Chuan were together.

Sure enough, when a person lives alone for a long time and comes to accompany him again, it will be difficult to return to the previous state of life.

He thought for a while, but withdrew.

Just pretend that I didn't play with my phone, didn't open WeChat and didn't notice that he didn't think of it.

Yu Zhou found countless reasons in his heart to cover up himself.

The author has something to say:

Long time no see, woo woo woo woo, I finally updated.

It feels like I haven't written for a long time, and my writing style has regressed a lot. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry.

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