The winter nights were especially long. Luoli tossed and turned in bed as usual. The effectiveness of the sleeping pills seemed to be getting shorter and shorter. Not only was it unable to let her sleep for a night, but she had only slept for an hour before she was awakened by endless nightmares.
In the quiet night, even a soft sigh could not be ignored.
Sigh, she did not know how many times she had sighed. Luoli's gaze would occasionally fall to the window, but the light of dawn that she had been anticipating did not appear for a long time.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound. She got out of bed and walked to the window. She lifted the curtains and saw a drizzle falling from the sky.
This year's winter seemed to be especially passionate!
The rain continued to fall gently. It did not get heavier, nor did it stop.
The world in front of her was covered in a hazy veil, and she could not see anything clearly. It was as if she had been quietly hiding in a world of her own all these years, holding the memory fragments in her hand tightly, allowing the sharp fragments to pierce through her palm and seep into her bones and blood.
His blood seemed to have frozen into ice, and it was so cold that even in the hot summer, he could not expel the chill that covered his body.
Her hands were always cold. When she had nothing to do, she liked to open her palms and feel the air flowing through her fingers. The subtle touch extended from the tip to her heart. To her, it was evidence of her existence.
I'm still alive, even if my heart is dead.
What would a heartless person care about?
No matter who it was, no matter what kind of face he or she used to treat him, so what if he or she couldn't see it clearly?
He didn't feel happy because of others, nor did he feel sad because of himself…
So what if he was selfish?
The current her was so fearless. She had nothing to lose…
The phone started singing, but she did not answer immediately. She stood there blankly as the screen flashed. The voice came suddenly and pulled her back to the darkness in the room.
As if he had made up his mind, he pulled open the curtains with a whoosh. The faint light outside squeezed into the bedroom with difficulty, contributing even a little bit of brightness.
Her phone was still ringing. She walked over and pressed the call button solemnly.
"Ah Li." The hoarse voice on the phone instantly turned into a thin needle that pierced straight into her calm heart.
Frowning slightly, she felt an uneasy pain in her heart. She regretted spreading her bad emotions to people who cared about her.
"I'm at the door." The voice on the phone continued to speak calmly. The volume was not loud, but it was filled with determination.
Without saying a word, Luoli hung up the phone. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, the corners of her lips curling up.
She walked out of the room and opened the anti-theft door of the living room. Mo Ying looked at her quietly through the iron fence. Under his dark eyes, there was an obvious bruise.
He pulled open the iron door and dragged her into the house before giving her a hug.
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Mo Ying had a natural sense of security that made her want to rely on him.
Mo Ying didn't answer, only hugging her waist tightly. His tired face finally showed a hint of relaxation.
Patting Mo Ying's shoulder, Luo Li turned around and met her gaze, a smile on her lips."You're early."
Mo Ying habitually caressed her hair and sat down. His dry lips curved slightly.
Luoli turned around and went to the kitchen to pour her a cup of hot water, her eyes misty.
How could I have such a friend!
After washing her face with cold water to calm her emotions, Luoli took out some ingredients from the fridge and started preparing breakfast. Seeing that it was still early, she took out some flour and wanted to make a thousand layer pancake.
He wanted to turn around and ask for Mo Ying's opinion, but he saw that she had already fallen asleep on the sofa. Luoli smiled bitterly and returned to her room to get a blanket, gently covering her with it.
By the time Luoli had finished making breakfast, it was already 7:30 pm. Although he was reluctant, he still nudged the sleeping Mo Ying.
"Ying, wake up. It's time to eat."
"Hmm?" Mo Ying opened his eyes in a daze and sat up from the sofa. He smelled a strong fragrance of onions." What delicious food did you make?" It smells so good."
"It's nothing. I just baked a pancake.”Luo Li smiled embarrassedly. In front of a chef like Mo Ying, she was just showing off her skills in front of an expert.
After washing up, the two of them sat at the dining table and enjoyed their breakfast.
"Oh right, I'll return this to you." Mo Ying took out two keys from his pocket and pushed them in front of Luoli." I originally thought that having the keys would make it easier for me to take care of you, but now, it seems like I don't need them anymore."”
"I'm not angry because of this." Luoli saw the disappointment on her face and understood that she had misunderstood. She smiled and said," Keep the key. I know you have good intentions." If I lose it one day, I can still ask you for it.”
"Can, can I?" An extreme lack of confidence that Luo Li had never seen before appeared on Mo Ying's face, causing her to feel somewhat helpless.
"Of course." Although she did not quite understand why Mo Ying would have such an expression, Luo Li still gave her an answer with certainty. The Mo Ying she knew should not be in such a state. This would make her feel sad.
"Hurry up and eat. I'll send you back later. Do you want to take a leave of absence? Because of me, you didn't get a good rest.”
"No need. I'm in good health. Don't worry.”
It was a very normal answer but it caused the figure lying in the hospital to suddenly flash through Luoli's mind. Her relaxed mood suddenly tightened and the expression on her face froze.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Ying keenly noticed that something was wrong with her, and his eyebrows, which had not been opened for a long time, furrowed again.
" It's nothing." Luoli pretended to smile." I suddenly remembered that I have a set of photos to submit today, but I haven't finished them yet."”
"Don't worry. The leader should be able to understand that you're sick.”Patting her shoulder, Mo Ying believed her words and comforted her with a smile.
"I hope so."
When they left the house, the rain was still falling slowly. The cold weather was even colder than usual, and the pedestrians on the street were all in a hurry.
When would this lingering rain stop?
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