Infatuation is the most boring

I don't know how long I stayed in the parking lot as a dead soul. My time seems to have no traces, and no traces can be left. No one can see me, and no one knows that my soul is still in this world.

I am like a ghost forgotten by this world, screaming hoarsely in this world with only myself.

When I returned to Zhou Mingkai's parking spot, both Zhou Mingkai and Feng Tao had disappeared.I went out and found that the sky was already bright, and it should be the next day.

According to my memory, I went to the hotel where Lu Sinuo stayed.

I am very worried about Lu Sinuo who looked like that last night.

I came to the hotel and found Lu Sinuo's room, but the tenant had already changed. It was a blond, blue-eyed foreign man. I thought that Lu Sinuo had already moved out.

Not long after she returned to China, she didn't know many people, and the only person who was most likely to take her away was Fatty Wang.

So, I went to Fatty Wang's house.

Fatty Wang's home is very close to his car repair shop. When he bought the house, he also considered that it would be easier to go to work in the future, so he didn't think too much about other conditions.

I am very familiar with Fatty Wang's house. There are only two places in the imperial capital that I am familiar with, Zhou Mingkai's apartment and Fatty Wang's house.

When I arrived at Fatty Wang's house, there was no one in the living room. Fatty Wang should be working in the garage at this time. I looked around and finally saw Lu Sinuo who was sleeping soundly in the guest room.

She directly covered her head with the quilt, only seeing the hair exposed outside.

Seeing her sleeping so peacefully, I feel a lot better. This Lu Sinuo disturbed the class reunion and made Zhou Mingkai angry. He cried so terribly last night, but now he is sleeping so peacefully.

Under my gaze, Lu Sinuo turned over in a daze, this time the quilt slid down a little bit, revealing that plain face, which looked a bit childish.

However, when I thought about what memorial service she was going to hold for me, I was one and two older. I have to say that Lu Sinuo has always done things beyond my expectations.

I'm a loner, so what kind of memorial service will I hold for Lao Shizi?

Hearing the sound of grinding teeth suddenly, Lu Sinuo rolled around on the bed again. When I was worried that she might fall off, she stopped at the lower right corner, sleeping fascinatedly while hugging the quilt.

Lu Sinuo's sleeping posture is very bad...

In fact, I'm even more curious about how Fatty Wang coaxed people from the hotel to his home. After all, he was the person who had been thinking about him for three years. He did it really quickly.

Just as I was thinking, I heard the sound of a key opening the door. I went out and saw that it was Fatty Wang who had returned.

Fatty Wang is not only very thin, but also not tall. Wearing a light gray sweater, he looks very young. With his dark skin, he looks like a high school student. He looks like a city girl who sleeps in a guest room. Lu Si Nuo is completely unsuitable.Fortunately, he can take care of people, no, with his left hand holding the ribs, green onion and garlic, and his right hand holding the eggplant and lettuce, he looks like a home-cooked husband.

No one wants these two to be together more than I do.

Fatty Wang tiptoed to the guest room to have a look, saw that Lu Sinuo was still sleeping, he closed the door of the guest room gently, and then went to the kitchen with the dishes.

I leaned against the kitchen door and watched him cook.

Fatty Wang washed the pork ribs first, then chopped ginger to make soup, and started cooking pork rib soup. While the pork rib soup was cooking, he went to wash rice for cooking, then fried eggplant, and made lettuce salad. Skillful look.

I have known him for so many years, and there are only a handful of meals he cooked with his own hands. Usually, when we are together, I am the one who cooks, and he eats ready-made meals.

It wasn't until the pork rib soup was about to be ready that Lu Sinuo came out of the guest room with a disheveled hair, as if he was still not very sober.

The enthusiasm in Fatty Wang's eyes was almost overflowing, he smiled and showed his small white teeth, and said, "Are you awake? Are you hungry? Wait a minute, the meal is ready, but the pork rib soup still has to wait for ten minutes."

"Oh..." Lu Sinuo seemed to be very familiar with Fatty Wang's appearance. He turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up. After ten minutes of messing around, he came out again. He had already changed into a set of clothes, a thin dark green windbreaker, It seems that the whole person has a lot of energy.

Fatty Wang put all the food on the table and served soup for Lu Sinuo, "You drank alcohol last night, now drink more soup to nourish your stomach, I heard it can also improve your beauty."

Lu Sinuo took a sip, "It's okay."

Fatty Wang seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Are you really going to hold a memorial service for Yangzi?"

Daringly, the two never discussed it.

Lu Sinuo slowed down his soup, then nodded.

"Okay then, let's go together," Fatty Wang said.

Lu Sinuo started serving rice, his own, and Fatty Wang's, and asked, "Has his father been in contact?"

Fatty Wang shook his head and said, "His father has become famous in the past few years, and I heard that he is also quite famous abroad. Such a well-known painter is something we can meet whenever we want."

My head hurts, these two people not only want to hold a memorial service for me, but also plan to invite my dad, I really don't know what to say.

Lu Sinuo said while eating, "Let's get in touch slowly."

Fatty Wang pushed the shredded green pepper fried pork towards Lu Sinuo a little bit. He watched Lu Sinuo bury his head in his meal, and there was something strange in his eyes. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, and asked, "Sinuo, are you , still like him?"

As a party, I can only sigh.

And Lu Si Nuo pretended not to hear anything, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened, but Fatty Wang asked again, "Sinuo, he is gone, don't like him, okay?"

Lu Sinuo still didn't respond.

Actually, I also really want to say, Lu Sinuo, I am no longer here, don’t like me, no, even if I am still alive, there is no possibility between us, a Zhou Mingkai swept through my life like a strong wind, wait until When everything was calm, I realized that I no longer had the strength to love someone.

Everyone is smart, but loves too foolishly.

The person who loves you is often not the person in your heart, and the person you love is often not the person in your heart.

Zhou Mingkai is to me, and I am to Lu Sinuo.

Seeing Fatty Wang and Lu Sinuo eating together, the harmonious scene made me feel better. I walked to the door and turned around to see Fatty Wang serving food for Lu Sinuo. Smile.

I still decided to go back to find Zhou Mingkai, even if he died, it seemed that he was still more important to me.

When I returned to Zhou Mingkai's villa, Zhou Mingkai was not there, he should still be in the company. I stayed alone in my familiar environment, and I felt at ease for a long time.

Zhou Mingkai didn't come back until very late, and turned on the lights suddenly, and the surroundings suddenly lit up. I stood in the center of the living room and looked at him, but he couldn't see me.

With tired eyes, he walked straight past me, toward the bedroom.

After a long time, he came out again, found a black thread from nowhere, went back to the bedroom, threaded the black thread into the cuff button under the desk lamp, and put it on his neck.

I don't know what he meant.

Zhou Mingkai's skin was morbidly fair, which was in great contrast to the black thread. The cuff button just fell between his neck, and even the highest part of the shirt collar couldn't be covered.

Zhou Mingkai, are you commemorating me?

This realization made me smile bitterly, and my heart was filled with bitterness.

Zhou Mingkai put on his cuff buttons, closed his clothes and went to sleep.

He didn't take sleeping pills tonight, so he couldn't fall asleep too quickly, so he just hugged the quilt tightly, closed his eyes, but frowned, looking very unsteady, even very disturbed.

I reached out and touched his brow, but there was no way to smooth it out for him.

In the end, my eyes fell on the cuff buttons on his neck, and I couldn't say I was in great pain or grief, but I still felt a ray of sadness lingering in my heart.

I have loved Zhou Mingkai for 11 years, which is not too long.

But my life is only 27 years.

Those 11 years were my obsession for half my life.

It took me 11 years to wait for Zhou Mingkai's words "I love you", but I didn't wait until the lights went out after death. Now I have turned into a wisp of undead, but I heard Zhou Mingkai's words "I love you" with my own ears.

Should I be happy or sad, the person I couldn't let go of in my life, finally fell in love with me, after I died.

This is probably the funniest joke in the world.

Zhou Mingkai suddenly opened his eyes and looked in my direction. I knew he couldn't see me, but because his eyes were facing my direction, I had the illusion that he was looking at me.

After a while, he called out softly, "Jiayang..."

I was taken aback suddenly, my heart fluttered, just when I thought he could really see me, he suddenly got up and sat down, and called again, "Jiayang..."

He suddenly got up and searched in the room. I don't know what he was looking for, but I could hear him repeating, "Jiayang..."

"Jiayang..."

He couldn't see me, he was just a little dazed.

After being a ghost, I feel tired.

After all, Zhou Mingkai went to pour a glass of water and took the sleeping pills. During this period of time, he couldn't fall asleep without taking the medicines.

Time goes by little by little, and I don't know how long I can stay in this world.

When you die, sooner or later everything will be empty.

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