beautiful waste

Chapter 59 3 Forks

Lu Xueyu looked at a certain place in the darkness, breaking off the nails of her fingers.The books had been piled aside, and he felt a little tired of worrying about gains and losses.It was so annoying that he was restless, and he was not at ease no matter what.

He waited in the night for a long time, but there was no sound in the building. He didn't know what time it was, and the night was soaked in silence.He suddenly exploded, wanting to take a shower.

He changed his clothes, called Wu An, and asked him to boil hot water.The bad thing about the hot water in the bathroom is that it needs to be burned at any time, and it is only enough to wash one person.

And Lu Xueyu has to wash for several hours every time he takes a bath. When he is at home, he likes to take a bath.So Wu An must be ready to burn aside at any time.

Wu An yawned, it was 12:30 in the evening, why was it still endless.

He said to Lu Xueyu: "Master Axue, Boss wants you to go to bed early, this time only boil the water once, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Xueyu appeared from upstairs.

"What did you say?"

"Go to bed early."

"The previous sentence!"

"Boss wants you to go to bed early?"

Lu Xueyu slammed the door and went in with a frosty face. Doesn't he mean that she won't be back tonight?

Wu An didn't know how he had offended him, so he had no choice but to boil water.

Lu Xueyu sat beside the bathtub, her heart burning like fire.The water in the bathtub was just right, filled with hot air, blurring the people in the mirror.He stared at the curtains on the window, staring at the strange and deep darkness outside the curtains...

He had never had such a turbulent and intense feeling, and his heart was burning with panic.

He used to wait for Gu Qinglin, and it was also very uncomfortable.But that kind of discomfort is completely different from the current discomfort.

Some time ago, he said that he was arranged to go to school, but he actually took him to see it.

At that time, Lu Zhuoying hadn't come yet, only the two of them.The school is in a distant suburb.

It is an international private school with students from various countries and people of all colors.There are rows of villas at the entrance, with vast lawns and tall coconut groves, full of book-like elegance.

Yan Yiwei was wearing a field uniform, which was out of place.

And Lu Xueyu, who followed him in the wild, was also very uncomfortable when he returned to school.

Lu Xueyu wore that big-brimmed hat and his homemade exotic clothes, and followed the dean to visit among the crowd of students.

He followed Yan Yiwei all the way in the wilderness, and he hadn't entered a place with so many people. All the way, people passing by would look at him.

He felt his whole body tense, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, maintaining his inherent pride and self-esteem.

Only he himself knew that his hands were about to sweat.

He didn't hear what the dean said.This is bilingual teaching, and the other party told Yan Yiwei again in English, telling him that he can leave.

Lu Xueyu understood, and looked back at Yan Yiwei instantly.

Yan Yiwei said to him, "I'll pick you up at night."

Lu Xueyu rolled her eyes and glanced at him urgently. He took a step forward hesitantly, but resisted and did not move.

Yan Yiwei still said, "I'll pick you up at night."

Lu Xueyu nodded.

At this moment, there are only the two of them, relying on each other and parting life and death.

He watched Yan Yiwei walking and looking back.After walking a long way, we stopped for a while at the corner.He watched him walk out of the college road and into the coconut grove, he panicked and ran upstairs from the other side.

The teachers and classmates in the teaching building all watched him run upstairs and towards the railing, looking eagerly at the figure going away, keeping that figure in their field of vision at all times.

As Yan Yiwei walked farther and farther, he climbed higher and higher. If he couldn't see it on the second floor, he ran to the third floor. If he couldn't see it on the third floor, he ran to the fourth floor until he reached the top floor. Wei also disappeared on the edge of the school...

His heart was suddenly empty, and he was saddened like never before.

The dean chased after him, and said gently to him in English: "Student Lu? We should go to the classroom."

He looked at the smiling teacher and felt that he was trapped in a huge cage.

This cage is invisible, and it is different from the school at home.

He doesn't know anyone, people from all kinds of languages ​​and countries around him.He stayed there, anxious and out of place.He is no longer the focus of all the stars, no one knows him, no one makes friends with him.Even when he opened the book, he couldn't understand anything and couldn't keep up with the progress.

He fell into a sticky darkness, with no way to heaven or earth.

He sat on the desk for a class in a daze, and passed the days like years.I wanted to cry every minute and every second, and the tears pooled in my eyes.

He hung his head and sat motionless in his position.

After the morning class, he wanted to go home.

The thought of spending a day here is nothing short of a nightmare!He couldn't stay for a minute anymore, he waited anxiously in front of the fence on the floor, waiting for Yan Yiwei since noon.

He didn't eat all day, and he couldn't think about whether he was decent or not, and whether he couldn't keep up with school classes, he just waited for Yan Yiwei wholeheartedly.

He stared in the direction of the school gate, eager to see that familiar figure.

He was lying on the fence, and the teacher asked him to go to class and he didn't even go to class.The teacher couldn't persuade him, so he could only let him stay here.

He stood alone on the railing of the stairs, looking in the direction of the door wistfully.

What he didn't know was that Yan Yiwei didn't go far at all. He was worried, so he stood by the school gate and waited to pick him up.

Wu'an and jeeps are also parked not far from the school.

There was a sense of silence in the campus of Banshan Villa.

The brilliant sunset in the evening finally dyed a trace of gold on the gable wall. Suddenly, Lu Xueyu couldn't help it, and ran downstairs frantically.

His hat flew away, and his clothes flew up. He originally wanted to run to the school gate to get closer to that person, but unexpectedly, he ran and ran, and ran to the school gate in one breath. The man in uniform turned around.

He was facing him under the glorious sunset, and there was only a meter between them!

He didn't even have any defenses, no tormented waiting, and miserable delusions, and he just waited for him directly.

Lu Xueyu was gasping for breath, her face was red and her heart was beating as she ran, shaking the world.

He said to him, "You didn't leave?"

Yan Yiwei said: "I don't want to pick you up."

Lu Xueyu just wanted to laugh out loud at this person, so she bent over laughingly.He squinted his eyes, looked up at him with a smile under the setting sun, and Yan Yiwei put his hat on his head.

Yan Yiwei's hat was bigger than his, covering his eyes, but a smile flowed out from under the hat.

Yan Yiwei grabbed his hand and took him to the jeep.

Let's talk about going to school later.

When Lu Xueyu came out of the memory, the water in the bathtub was already cold.

The clock on the wall had reached 02:30, and he sat there all night.

He himself didn't know why.

He lay down on the bed and hugged the pillow tightly in his arms, but still couldn't sleep.

At some point, the night was like a hourglass, soaking the entire building and soaking him in it.

Feeling cold all over, he huddled against the wall.

Suddenly there was a little noise in the building, the sound of cars coming back outside, the sound of someone talking and footsteps.

He was still listening at first, but then the more he listened, the less the sound became, as if someone had lowered his voice.

He couldn't help the anxiety in his heart, got up suddenly, and walked out quietly in a pajamas.

Yan Yiwei helped the drunk Lu Zhuoying into the building, Wu An wanted to come, but he refused.Lu Zhuoying has been helping him hold back the wine tonight, as usual, he is indifferent to the rules of the entertainment, he only shows up, while Lu Zhuoying is good at dancing, talking about people when he sees people, talking nonsense when he sees people, and he comes to the entertainment.

It was the same tonight, they went, the company had nothing to do, but a local boss asked them to go over for dinner.

He would call that gentleman uncle, not to mention Lu Zhuoying.The two are trapped in it, and it is difficult to get out.Thanks to Lu Zhuoying, he lowered his head and helped him stop the wine many times, turning the embarrassment into reality.

So Lu Zhuoying was drunk.

When she was in the car, Lu Zhuoying vomited once, and when she got off the car, she vomited again.

He leaned on Yan Yiwei's body, leaned heavily against him, and didn't speak.

Yan Yiwei helped him out of the car, he put his head in his hands in shock, and almost knelt down to him: "Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

Yan Yiwei grabbed him and grabbed his shoulder: "He's dead."

"do you died?"

Lu Zhuoying asked timidly.

"died."

Lu Zhuoying was dripping with cold sweat: "No, he will come to me even after he dies. If he doesn't look for Lu Xueyu, why would he look for me! Lu Xueyu is his precious lump, if he has the ability, he will look for him!"

Yan Yiwei said to him, "Shh."

Lu Zhuoying listened to him the most, and booed after him: "Don't wake him up, don't let him follow."

Yan Yiwei ignored him and carried him into the building.Upstairs, Wu An was about to come, he raised his head, looked at the darkness upstairs, and said in a low voice, "Open a room downstairs."

Wu An understood, and immediately went to tidy up the guest room.

The two fell on the sofa, Lu Zhuoying was dead, and when he was drunk, he became more clingy and perverse.

He held Yan Yiwei tightly, always feeling that there was a ghost in this room.

"Brother Yan, help me."

This is abroad, without the fly nest of his mother, without his apartment, Lu Yaozong would be bolder.He came in, he was somewhere in the room, and he was watching him from the shadows.

Before he died, he begged him to let Lu Xueyu go.

Of course he didn't let it go, not only didn't he, he also rubbed him hard.

How did the old man curse him before he died?Even a ghost will not let him go!Now he has become a ghost, chasing his soul and killing him!

He curled up on the sofa, feeling nowhere safe.On the wall, behind the curtains, in the dark building, on the sofa, the old man's eyes are everywhere.The wind and shadow outside were turbulent, as if it was the ghost of the old man.They all crawled out of the ground.

Lu Zhuoying usually talks and laughs happily, and has a tough look all the time.Now that he is scared out of his wits, he has peeled off that layer of strong camouflage, and he is still the cowardly child who lives in a fly nest and is rejected everywhere.

He was locked up in the apartment with the crazy woman.He wiped her excrement and urine every day, took a bath and changed her clothes, and he watched her turn into a piece of red water and flow on the bed.

He was nervous, holding Yan Yiwei tightly, as if there was only this piece of driftwood in the drowned sea.

He didn't know how much strength he used, like grabbing Yan Yiwei, he grabbed Yan Yiwei and brought him to him: "Brother Yan..."

Yan Yiwei didn't expect him to be so strong, and he was caught crookedly on the sofa.

His eyes rolled, and he looked at him tensely: "Hold me."

Yan Yiwei stared at his terrifying eyes and froze.