The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The cold wind is still blowing outside.

Liang Rumeng sat on a small stool, burying her face in her knees, and didn't move for a long time.

The wind dried the tears little by little.

After the last bit of moisture had evaporated, Liang Rumeng slowly raised her head.

She stared at the half-open door for a long time before slowly turning on her phone.

The light from the screen made her squint.

Then, she opened the blacklist and unblocked Wang Meifen.

The last notification in the chat box is still there.

The other party has been blocked by you.

Liang Rumeng's fingertip hovered over the screen.

It paused for several seconds.

Finally, she typed out a line of text.

[Wang Meifen, is there any way to get Yan Cong to drive me away on his own?]

After the message was sent.

The reply came almost instantly.

【? ? ? 】

Are you finally willing to untie me?

[By the way, what does this mean?]

Did you two have a fight? Didn't you still go out and have fun today?

Liang Rumeng bit her lip.

I remembered Yan Cong's furrowed brows, which hadn't relaxed even when he was asleep.

She lowered her head and continued typing.

No, it's just... I feel that staying by his side right now would only put pressure on him.

I...can't bring myself to suggest leaving.

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Then, messages popped up one after another.

So you're looking for a masochistic experience?

I remember you haven't tried self-harming since you got together with him, right?

Liang Rumeng paused for a moment.

Self-harm.

That was a long time ago.

At that time, she always felt like something abandoned in a corner, unwanted and uncared for.

It hurts a little.

She then realized she was still alive.

Later, she accidentally told Yan Cong about it.

On the other end of the phone.

The boy, who was usually sarcastic and liked to act cool, was crying his eyes out.

That night.

He pleaded with her, saying each word carefully.

He begged her that no matter how upset she was in the future, she should call him first.

He will always be with her.

That feeling of someone truly caring whether she's in pain, scared, or whether something bad will happen to her.

They pulled her out of that dark place.

"Tick-tock—"

A tear fell onto the phone screen.

Liang Rumeng snapped out of her daze and quickly wiped it off with her sleeve.

She sniffed and continued typing.

Yes, I promised him I would never do anything to hurt myself again.

What do you mean by that?

I can tell you're really in love!

[Should we make him actively drive you away?]

[Masochistic?]

【…】

Tell me the method directly.

Yes, it does, and it's extremely simple.

What?

【Come and help me shoot that old man, then he'll find out!】

[Unless he's a total jerk, he absolutely can't stand it!]

How is it!?

Liang Rumeng's face immediately turned cold.

【Change to another one!】

I will never cheat!

What constitutes infidelity?

Emotional infidelity is also unacceptable!

They stopped for a while over there.

Liang Rumeng stared at the screen, her fingers clenching tighter and tighter.

A night breeze blew by.

She shrank back.

next moment.

Wang Meifen's information popped up again.

【Um……】

There's only one way left!

What?

That means nothing will change!

【? 】

Weren't you worried that your presence would put pressure on him?

Then you should stay by his side.

[Didn't he want to learn weapon crafting? Didn't he want to take care of his grandmother? Didn't he also want to marry you?]

He's now placing all his hopes on weapon crafting.

They want it here, and they want it there.

[Once he runs out of money on weapon crafting, he'll become increasingly impatient.]

[You just need to put on an act that shows you're not bothered by anything, only thinking about the present, having enough to eat and drink, not considering the future, and appearing completely naive and innocent.]

[A comparison of the two sides' conflicts!]

He'll definitely feel that your values ​​are different.

When the time comes, be a little more realistic and a little more greedy.

[Didn't you tell me that when you transferred all your money to him so he could buy milk tea, he cried his eyes out?]

【When the time comes, you just say you want this and that, and do it when he's already running out of money!】

[Note: You must adopt an attitude of, "Isn't it only right that you give me money to spend?"]

[Ideally, add the following: Your money is my money, and my money is still my money.]

By then, you'll have undergone a complete transformation, becoming vastly different from the person he imagines of you now.

He will definitely break down and break up with you.

At this point, gently pull the other person back a little; don't agree immediately.

Make him feel that you've truly changed and are only after his money; at that point, you can agree to it.

Because of your departure, his burden was lighter.

Whether you go back to working or dedicate yourself to weapon crafting, the pressure won't be that great.

Perhaps, he really can rise from the ashes and find a way out!

A long paragraph filled the screen.

Densely packed.

As Liang Rumeng watched, tears began to fall again.

She knew this method was bad.

She also knew how painful it would be for Yan Cong if she actually did that.

But she knew even better.

He's almost overwhelmed by life's pressures.

Grandma's illness.

The house that was sold.

The future of burning money in the Refining Tower.

And her too.

She is also a part that Yan Cong wants to carry on his back.

【Hey! So, did you get it?!】

Wang Meifen sent another message.

Liang Rumeng did not reply.

She turned off her phone and tiptoed into the room.

The room was dark.

Yan Cong lay on his side on the bed, his brows still furrowed.

Liang Rumeng stood by the bed and looked at him for a few seconds.

She really wanted to reach out and touch his face.

In the end, she simply bent down and took the pack of cigarettes and lighter from the table.

Less than ten seconds.

She went back into the courtyard.

The wind grew colder.

Liang Rumeng took out a cigarette, her movements clumsy as she held it.

I tried to light the lighter several times, but the flame was blown out by the wind as soon as it appeared.

She crouched down and used her palms to shield the fire.

"Click."

The fire was finally lit.

Mars flashed briefly in the darkness.

Liang Rumeng brought the cigarette to her lips and took a drag.

The next second, she choked and bent over, coughing until tears streamed down her face.

She quickly covered her mouth tightly.

I dare not make too much noise.

Because Yan Cong doesn't like girls who smoke.

So she quit.

But now.

For Yan Cong's future, she picked up the cigarette again.

Liang Rumeng leaned against the railing.

The wind ruffled the hair on her forehead.

She smoked intermittently.

The smoke dissipated from his lips and was quickly swept away by the wind.

She looked up at the stars in the sky.

Those eyes, which had just dried, slowly became wet again.

"Baby~"

Her voice was very soft.

So softly that only she could hear it.

"If I do this, it can really help you stand up again..."

She lowered her head and slowly stubbed out her cigarette.

"Then hate me."