At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

He was dragged toward the enormous 1.8-meter double bed that should have been his.

"Sleeping in such a big room by myself, I can't roll off the bed no matter how I turn over. It's really boring. I might as well squeeze in."

Young girls always have many reasons, and they know perfectly well that what they say is just an excuse.

Unfortunately, when the clock struck midnight,

The two people lying side by side

The new distance has already been anchored.

Moonlight filtered through the curtains, gently illuminating the girl's rosy cheeks.

—Today is An Qing's victory.

【whee…】

Although it aroused suspicion in someone and almost destroyed their relationship, the greater sense of pity broke through the shackles under such an impact and advanced to a new level.

The two people were back to back, with the dividing line between the blankets.

It was the lowest level of defense he had built for himself.

[Life really is about being bolder; taking risks brings greater positive rewards!]

Under the cover of night,

Listening to the uneven breathing of the person behind me,

An Qing smiled.

-

……

Thursday wasn't a long day.

In Su Che's view of time,

Aside from working Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, the most anticipated part of the week is undoubtedly the last day of the week when wages are settled.

Ningye is used to receiving wages weekly.

It will be paid together with overtime pay.

Instead of releasing it once a month, that would suffocate Su Che.

Su Che didn't know if he was an exception, but seeing his colleagues complaining from time to time about their overtime pay being withheld, he was at least certain that his overtime pay was paid on time, unlike theirs.

Therefore, the remaining days, except for Saturday when I have to teach Gu Zhi, which is the most stressful, Tuesday and Thursday can be skipped seamlessly.

"Anqing, you don't need to cook today. I'll bring back some original recipe chicken and egg tarts for dinner."

"Yay!"

Under the smiling gaze of the girl, the man got up, quickly washed and dressed, and left the house in a rather disheveled state.

I didn't dare linger for even a second longer.

It's so fragrant and soft!

Having not slept a wink all night, he leaned against the door and sighed softly.

This also confirmed that the new perfume An Qing mentioned was a blend of shampoo, shower gel, and her natural body odor...

The four-pronged attack, combined, was truly irresistible to my senses.

[So hybrid attacks are all the rage now?]

Or is it that only An Qing is capable of doing these things?

Su Che couldn't make a judgment immediately.

But he understands that closer proximity often means greater psychological pressure.

From small to large,

Each time you get close to someone of the opposite sex, the resistance increases exponentially as the distance decreases.

Where does this resistance come from?

Is it innate personality or shaped by the environment?

I can't explain it myself.

But after being left at home by their parents, the only person they depended on suddenly leaving, no one cared about them at school, the neighbor girl they met by chance moved away one day, and being ignored when they mustered up the courage to send a private message... their mindset seemed to undergo a dramatic change.

Since then,

Refuse team invitations, don't add unnecessary friends, don't reply to messages from unimportant people, and treat classmates as if they don't exist...

If you don't care about me, I can also not care about the whole world.

Indifference seems to have become his only defining characteristic.

Now, this mindset has been gradually influenced by An Qing, who suddenly entered his life.

It's having a gradual influence.

-

"senior…"

"senior……!"

A voice calling from behind came from behind him.

Su Che stopped and looked back in front of the school gate.

It's always like this, actually.

Ignore other people's gaze while walking, and also filter out sounds directed at you.

Qin Nan has reminded herself of this more than once, and she is seriously trying to correct this bad habit.

Unfortunately, repeated attempts were unsuccessful.

"Oh, it's you. What's wrong?"

Su Che vaguely raised his eyes and looked straight ahead.

I saw a female student in a familiar school uniform skirt running towards me.

A few seconds later, panting, he stopped in front of me, holding something in both hands, and nervously presented it to me—

“You…you threw this away after your performance yesterday…I…I picked it up and returned it to you today.”

Her blushing cheeks and the height of her over-the-knee socks sticking out of her skirt...

The Schecter violin bag slung on her back exudes a youthful charm that's captivating.

it is a pity--

"Oh. A pick? Here, take it. I have plenty."

Having said that, without pausing,

Su Che turned around and continued walking forward.

They didn't even look at the other person for a second.

"……what."

Ling Yao stared blankly at her senior's retreating figure.

Watching him walk further and further away, I felt lost, unsure of what I had done wrong.

just,

With a heavy heart, I clenched the black and gold triangular teardrop pick in my hand, then clenched it tighter and tighter.

Until the palms are scratched and sore,

Deep indentations in the palm lines

Her aggrieved expression remained frozen in time with her full makeup.

-

[I treat others as if I have face blindness.]

Su Che continued forward.

Walking along the campus during the season when cherry blossoms are falling.

All these years, I've been living in a daze until now.

I can only remember a few images.

My childhood maid, Rojita next door, Nana's performance selfie, my favorite singer's profile card...

If it's someone around,

Recently, there's An Qing, the rebellious Yuan Xiao, the dangerous Gu Zhi, and the wicked landlady.

And my good buddy Qin Nan, and my roommate Lao Zhang,

That's all there is to it.

That's all.

The rest have long since faded from memory.

As the facial features gradually wear down and become distorted.

"I can't even remember what my dad and mom look like anymore."

Su Che looked at the cloudless horizon and gave a self-deprecating smile.

feel,

It's somewhat ridiculous.

In my memory, the security guard at the gate, Grandpa Fang, and the music store owner, Old Yang, are more recognizable in my mind than my parents.

This made Su Che begin to reflect—

Do I actually have parents?