Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

The author has something to say: glass slag warning ahead

He knows that he is very dependent on others, and it is others who treat him well in advance. Wen Ran is indeed very kind to him, but if it is only good to him, he must not be obliged by Wen Ran, right?

So, he should be in love with Wen Ran, right?

Reminiscent of his own despair when he thought Wen Ran had died in an avalanche, he was sure in an instant that he loved Wen Ran, otherwise, why would he choose to commit suicide without hesitation?

——No, it should be said that he died for love.

But Wen Ran...

But Wen Ran already hates him, right?

He never asked Wen Ran to kiss him again, nor did Wen Ran take the initiative to kiss him. The most intimate thing Wen Ran did to him was just stroking his hair.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt empty, and suddenly he heard the squad leader say: "Miandong, why are you crying?"

"Did I cry?" He raised his hand and touched his face, only to realize that he was indeed crying.

Is it because you feel wronged?Or is it a love that has died because of Kankan's realization?

He knelt down and cried uncontrollably towards the playground track.

The squad leader stroked his hair and asked, "What happened?"

He was startled, the squad leader made the same movement as Wen Ran, but what he felt was completely different.

The squad leader made him feel that he was cared for, but Wen Ran made him feel warm, as if as long as Wen Ran was around, he would always have a warm home.

He calmed down for a while before replying: "I found out that I fell in love with someone, and then I found out that I fell in love."

The squad leader looked at Meng Miandong and said, "Just now you asked me to chase the person I like, why didn't you go after the person you like?"

Follow up news?

Meng Miandong wiped away her tears and asked doubtfully, "How do I chase after him?"

The squad leader shook his head and said, "I don't understand either."

"It's okay, thank you." Meng Miandong said to the class monitor again, "I'm sorry, I should have enlightened you, but instead it was you who enlightened me."

The squad leader smiled wryly, "Am I supposed to enlighten you? I'm a total loser, how could I be able to enlighten you?"

Meng Miandong also tried to pat the monitor's head: "Hurry up and forget about him."

Since Meng Miandong had skipped a grade, the monitor was three years older than Meng Miandong, and Meng Miandong patted his head, which made him feel embarrassed: "I will work hard."

Meng Miandong said firmly: "Let's work hard together."

After bidding farewell to the monitor, he went straight home.

As soon as he got home, he saw Wen Ran who was busy in the kitchen.

He walked quickly behind Wen Ran, stretched out his arms to hug Wen Ran, and wanted to confess his love to Wen Ran, but Wen Ran pushed his hands away immediately.

Then, he saw Wen Ran and said nonchalantly: "Miandong, you can eat soon, you should wash your hands first."

Wen Ran really hated him already, right?Not even a simple hug is allowed.

The firmness not long ago was like a joke, he imitated Wen Ran's indifferent expression and said: "Well, I'm going to wash my hands."

The meal was so dull that he did not remain in the drawing-room, but retired to his room.

He threw his body on the bed, closed his eyes, and sat up suddenly.

He rummaged through boxes and chests looking for a utility knife, and it took him a long time to realize that he had already lost the utility knife before moving to City A.

At that time, he did it to please Wen Ran, because Wen Ran didn't like him to harm himself.

After losing the utility knife, whenever he had the idea of ​​self-harm, he would try his best to suppress it.

After a long time, he never thought of self-harm again. After careful calculation, it has been nearly seven months.

However, now he really wants to kill himself.

There was no sharp weapon in the room, so he simply grabbed a handful on his arm with his nails.

Blood flowed out immediately, but it didn't hurt at all, and it was very happy.

Suddenly, knocking on the door came to his ears, followed by Wen Ran's gentle voice: "Mian Dong, do you want watermelon?"

"No, thank you." He heard himself answering this way, it was Wen Ran who alienated him first, and he had to fight back with an even more alienated attitude than Wen Ran.

There was a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he said in his heart: What a boring counterattack.

The next day, after the exam, he bought a new utility knife.

The utility knife is very sharp, shining with silver light, it can reflect his face, his face is extremely distorted, no wonder he is hated by Wen Ran, so why not just ruin this face.

But if he did that, he wouldn't be able to go to school, and he didn't want to be surrounded by people.

Four days later, all the exams are over, and the summer vacation begins.

In order to seldom see Wen Ran, he found a part-time job working in a factory assembly line, with food and shelter included.

Taking advantage of Wen Ran's absence, he packed all his luggage and moved to the dormitory of the factory.

After everything was sorted out, he saw more than a dozen missed calls and called Wen Ran back.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Ran's anxious voice came over immediately: "Miandong, where have you been?"

For Wen Ran's concern, he felt very happy, so happy that he wanted to cry.

He didn't want to expose his embarrassment to Wen Ran, so he deliberately said in a brisk tone: "The school has organized social practice, and I will work part-time in the factory this summer vacation, so I won't go back."

As soon as Wen Ran closed the shop door, he went home.

Facing the increasingly silent Meng Miandong, he had nothing to do, every time he wanted to say something, Meng Miandong would show a false smile.

He knew that the problem was because he refused Meng Miandong to sleep with him, but he was afraid of doing something irreversible, so he couldn't take back the rejection at that time.

As soon as he got home, he didn't see Meng Miandong. He searched everywhere, and finally, he found that there were fewer clothes in Meng Miandong's closet.

He didn't know where Meng Miandong had gone, so he called Meng Miandong anxiously, but he didn't expect the call to be connected immediately.

Social practice or something, eight out of ten is a lie.

But should he expose it?Is he qualified to dismantle it?What should I do after tearing it apart?

For a while, neither of them spoke, and the phone call was terribly silent.

Meng Miandong continued to speak in a brisk tone: "I'm going to work part-time, let's talk next time, goodbye, Wen Ran."

Goodbye, Wen Ran...

It was obviously a brisk tone, but there was a meaning of farewell in it.

Wen Ran anxiously said: "Miandong, don't hang up the phone, don't do part-time jobs anymore, go home, okay?"

"When the summer vacation is over, I will go home." If I still have a home.

Meng Miandong hangs up the phone neatly, throws the phone on the bed, and raises the corners of her lips with the index fingers of both hands, making a smile.

Work in the factory is very busy, and there are overtime pay for overtime work, but not many people are willing to work overtime.

Meng Miandong worked overtime every day, and the highest record was working overtime until dawn of the next day.

He would think of Wen Ran from time to time, and every three days, he would report to Wen Ran that he was safe.

Time passed day by day, under the ravages of overtime, he thought of Wen Ran less often.

Once July is over, it will be August, and when August is over, it will be September.

Last year's birthday was celebrated by Wen Ran with him, but this year he had to celebrate it by himself.

On the morning of August [-]th, Wen Ran called him, wanting to know his address so that he could visit him conveniently, but he refused.

He has actually rejected Wen Ran many times, he doesn't want to see Wen Ran at all, because he knows that as soon as he sees Wen Ran, he will be unable to leave.

Wait for him to get used to some days without Wen Ran, and then go to see Ran Ran.

On September [-], he worked overtime until [-] o'clock at night, returned to the dormitory to take a shower, and sang a happy birthday song to himself in front of the mirror.

He made a gesture of blowing out candles in the air again, and after taking a breath, he said calmly: "Miandong, I wish you a happy birthday. From today onwards, you will be an adult. You should be more mature and stop being so If you rely on others, you must remember that you are alone, no one is obliged to accompany you all the time, and you can only go on your life path alone."

The voice fell to the ground, and the surroundings became quiet. He returned to the bed, smiled and scratched his thigh again.

He draws a line on his body every day, to vent, or should I say, to have the strength to live.

But it doesn't make much sense to live, does it?

September [-]th was the day Meng Miandong started school, so after get off work on September [-]th, he returned to Wen Ran's home.

He originally thought he would be nervous, but he didn't expect his spirit to be numb, whether it was opening the door or seeing Wen Ran.

Wen Ran was sitting on the sofa, as soon as he saw him, he greeted him and said: "Miandong, welcome home."

He shook his head: "I have no home for a long time, this is not my home. Wen Ran, I will apply to the school for dormitory after school starts. The dormitory is not fully occupied, so I should be able to apply smoothly. After applying for the dormitory, I will move out. I have decided to live alone. I don’t want to be your burden. All our previous agreements are void. Starting today, we broke up. You throw away the fluorescent board in front of the store and buy a new one Well, you can fall in love with others, you can marry others, and you can have children with others. You don’t need to take care of me. I’m just a superfluous existence. Think about it carefully. On the other hand, I depend on you, I shouldn't have threatened you in your shop that day, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Wen Ran felt that his ears had failed, otherwise why would he have heard Meng Miandong speak to him in such an indifferent tone?

He stared at Meng Miandong intently, and said with a smile, "Miandong, say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

Meng Miandong repeated it again, and then, without paying attention to Wen Ran, he carried his luggage and went to the room.

Before he took a few steps, Wen Ran grabbed his left elbow, and was dragged to the sofa by Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's body immediately pressed down, and kissed him heavily again.

The moment his lips were touched by Wen Ran, all his senses were revived, and his determination began to crumble.

But it doesn't work!

He struggled desperately, trying to push away Wen Ran who was shaking him, but Wen Ran stripped off his T-shirt instead.

Wen Ran was controlled by the fear of losing Meng Miandong, and could no longer stop her desire, so she violated Meng Miandong.

But as soon as he took off Meng Miandong's T-shirt, Meng Miandong's upper body that came into view made him feel like a knife pierced his heart.

Except for the forearm that would be exposed outside the clothes, Meng Miandong's upper body was covered with wounds, one after another, as if mocking his powerlessness.

Meng Miandong found that Wen Ran had stopped moving, grabbed the T-shirt from Wen Ran's hand and put it on, pushed Wen Ran away again, and said indifferently: "Good night."

Wen Ran reached out and hugged Meng Miandong, begging: "Miandong don't go, don't leave me."

Meng Miandong smiled, "I'm not your responsibility, don't worry, I'm self-harming at most, I won't commit suicide again."

He pushed Wen Ran's hand away as if Wen Ran pushed his hand away.

He looked at Wen Ran's painful expression, his heart was full of pleasure, but at the same time, he was more distressed, he had never seen such Wen Ran.

It was this moment of distress that gave Wen Ran an opportunity to take advantage of him, and he was hugged by Wen Ran again, this time, not only the T-shirt, Wen Ran stripped off his jeans and underwear.

He was naked, and the wounds on his body were even more invisible.