Sadness begins with your name

Chapter 11 What About Him? Does He Want You?
Although I still hold the goodwill of looking for Alan for him, but now there is no need, Lin Yuehe will never forgive me, even Lin Beifeng also said that during Lin Yuehe's hospitalization, I don't need to accompany him anymore.

The school was on holiday, and I was so bored that I stayed at home for two days, helped Ning Qinglan cook for two days, and on the third day, I escaped from the house.

I urgently need a space where I can breathe freely and shout loudly, even if it is an open field, as long as it allows me to roar twice and cry once freely.

Unknowingly, I wandered on the street until almost noon, when the bright white sun burned up, and the white T-shirt on my body was wet with the sweat from the back, and it was all stuck to the skin.

Not far from Cheng Shanan's house, there is a secluded side street full of tall sycamore trees, which is very cool to walk on.At this time, I was walking slowly towards Cheng's apartment along this seemingly deserted road.

I heard that this guy was sick and didn't come to see me for several days.

"Hey, sister!" As I was walking, the strap of the schoolbag hanging on my shoulder was suddenly pulled vigorously. I instinctively hugged the schoolbag into my arms and shouted, "What are you doing!"

A red motorcycle roared across in front of me, blocking the way.Sitting in the car were two young men in their early twenties, one with red hair dyed crew cut, the other wearing a shiny earring, with golden hair that grew below the ear.

The two looked at me with a smile, and the flat-haired man whistled at me: "Little sister, where are you going? Brother, shall I give you a ride?"

"roll!"

I cursed angrily, turned around and ran away.

The yellow-haired young man jumped out of the car and stopped in front of me with his arms outstretched: "Let's play together, you are so pretty, brother, will you watch the video?"

"Come on, help—" Seeing that the situation was not good, I quickly turned around and shouted.

The young man with yellow hair grabbed my schoolbag and was suddenly hugged from behind by the waist. The two pinched me back and forth. I was terrified and screamed desperately. Soon my mouth was tightly covered by the young man with red hair and flat head. live.

"I'll sell you again!"

I broke out in a cold sweat, squinted my eyes and made a whining sound. I was about to be dragged onto the motorcycle by two people, when a figure finally came out of the opposite store.A boy wearing a peaked cap, a casual vest and big slippers came out with a paper bag dangling.

Unwilling to be tied away like this, I struggled violently again, and kicked the yellow-haired young man's nose while pulling, and bright red blood flowed down his nose soon.

"Stinky girl looking for death!"

Snapped!A slap in the face made me dizzy, and my body almost fell to the road when I suddenly heard a person sternly yelling in my ears: "Hey, what are you doing--"

As soon as the shout came to an end, the two young men hurriedly activated the accelerator. The young man with yellow hair grabbed me and threw me onto the seat of the motorcycle.

In my dim vision, I saw a teenager with a familiar face throwing down his shopping bag and running towards me with his legs spread.

Cheng Shanan, today, my fate is in your hands.

Facts have proved that God still cares for me, and I can't bear to be spoiled like this, a great flower of socialism, before it blooms brilliantly.When the motorcycle passed an intersection, there was a traffic jam.And it's not a normal blockage, because the heavy rain a few days ago caused the construction section to collapse, not to mention motorcycles, even bicycles and pedestrians can't get through.

Just when the motorcycles of the two robbers were turning around, the special driver of Cheng Shanan's family drove them to the ground in an off-road vehicle.

Cheng Shanan got out of the car, snatched me away from the two gangsters, kicked each of them hard, asked the driver to lock them in the car, and then called the police.

My arm was injured several times by two villains, Cheng Shanan took me to his house to rest.In the spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated living room, he carefully wiped my wound with a cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine.

I quietly endured the subtle but real pain from the wound, and never answered Cheng Shanan's questioning.

Until he sighed, packed up the cotton swab and potion, stood up and looked at the swaying tree shadows outside the window.

"Ms. Lin has been discharged from the hospital, did you know?"

I felt powerless and embarrassed.

"He may not teach us next semester."

"Why?" I shouted immediately, "Is he really crazy? If he still thinks about Alan Alan, at worst, I'll help him find it!" My voice was trembling with anger, "As long as that woman is alive...as long as she In M city, dig three feet, I want to find her too!"

"Baosha." Cheng Shanan turned around, and the afternoon sun cast quietly on his increasingly handsome face, his tone was gentle and old-fashioned unlike before: "You are a fool, you can't like anyone, you have to like Teacher Lin .He is not from the same era as us, and there is a Milky Way between us, do you know?"

"I just like it! I just like teacher-student relationship, year-end relationship, can you control it!" I rolled his eyes at him, and stood up from the sofa angrily: "Watching TV yesterday, a man married a wife who His mother is still a year older. What's wrong with Mr. Lin, isn't he just older than me, when he waits for me, he is not yet forty, if he wants me, I will marry him..." Shameless and undisguised.After finishing the call, Cheng Shanan looked at me quietly, her eyes were serious and gloomy like never before.

"What about him, does he want you?"

Those seven words hit my wound heavily.

Yes, Lin Yuehe doesn't want me.

Even after three, five, or even ten years, he still won't want me. In his heart, in his whole life, there will always be only one Alan.

Thinking of this, I was extremely desperate and irritable. Seeing my ugly face, Cheng Shanan stepped forward and pulled my arm as if to comfort him: "Go play billiards, I have wanted to take you there for a long time. If you don't know how, I can teach you how to play billiards. you."

I threw away my hand bitterly, and gouged him with anger and resentment, as if he was the source of all the pain.

(End of this chapter)