They fell in love in high school.

Dou Manyu was flipping through old photos on her phone with her left hand, her bangs were a little longer on her forehead, she put down her phone with her left hand, and flicked the text behind her ear.

With his left hand, he slid through the couple photos that had stayed for a few minutes, his eyes were a little red, and the sudden vibration of the phone startled him.

It turned out to be a video call invitation from my mother.

He felt that his eyes were probably red, there should be tears on his face, and he spoke in a nasal voice, so he pressed reject, and then typed.

Mom replied quickly, and Dou Manyu clicked on the voice, and the middle-aged female voice said with care and distress, “Man Yu, what are you doing?”

Dou Manyu replied with another text, and her mother said, “When are you coming back? Your father and I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

Dou Manyu was speechless and could only type a paragraph.Mom sent another emoji of a baby blinking.

After much deliberation, I decided to go back and meet my family.

He is going to go home in half a month.

Longing becomes a disease, obsession becomes a demon.

One day, he turned on QIQ and used the trumpet to continue watching that person’s space, which hadn’t been updated for a long time.Just as he was engrossed, a WeChat message popped up suddenly. He opened it to confirm that he had read the name and profile picture of the person who applied for a friend. His heart was beating violently, and he didn’t know whether his body was cold or feverish.

He didn’t know why then, maybe deep down, deep down, longed for that person, and added the person he dreamed about day and night.

The other party sent a message: [Are you okay? ]

Dou Manyu watched for more than an hour, thought over and over, whipped his heart several times, and felt that he should let the other party suffer [-] points of attack, and replied: [Are you? ]

Dou Manyu felt a sharp pain in her heart, feeling that someone put a sawmill on her heart and cut her heart into small pieces according to size.

Who told him he deserved it.

He touched his cool “right hand”.

The person who sent the message had been waiting for more than an hour anxiously, his palms were sweating, and he hurriedly read the message as soon as it opened.

“…” He laughed at himself, couldn’t help but type the three words “Fengluoqing” with his fingers, and finally deleted it without replying.

Dou Manyu went home by train to meet her parents.

Thinking back to that day, after they communicated with each other, they traveled northward by train on a whim.

The train whizzed all the way, they sat side by side, holding hands tightly, bumping into each other’s passionate eyes from time to time, and the boy’s face turned red.

At that time, I wish I could go anywhere in the world with only each other for the rest of my life, eating the same bowl of food, drinking the same glass of water, sleeping on the same pillow, using the same wardrobe, and using the same mobile phone.

As long as you hold each other, you can travel all over the world.

At that time, the huge running noise of the train was like a flame exploding in the heart, extremely gorgeous.

At this time, his left hand was holding the shoulder bag tightly, and he felt the sound of the wheels rubbing against the rails was extremely shrill.The city where he lives is not very far from where his parents live, and the next stop is just around the corner.

Putting on the shoulder bag, squeezed off the train, and was about to take a step, when the right sleeve was suddenly grabbed.

He turned around in surprise, the visitor was very tall, about half a head taller than him.The black hair is combed back to reveal a smooth and full forehead, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, long eyebrows and handsome eyes, and the three-dimensional contours of the facial features are exquisite, very handsome.A dark blue coat over a black sweater with a stand collar made him look very slender.

It is out of the youthful, abstinent atmosphere.

His eyes are full of complexities, the most is looking at Dou Manyu in disbelief, his hands are tightly grasping the empty sleeves that seem to have no right hand.

Dou Manyu pulled up his sleeves and pulled them out, Sa Yazi was about to run, feeling that he was about to suffer, and within two steps, someone circled his shoulders.

Feng Luoting used brute force to bring Dou Manyu back to her car.Dou Manyu looked out the window all the way.All he wanted in his head was to make his ex-boyfriend give up and let him leave.

He thought that Feng Luoqing should have come to crusade.

The car stopped in a quiet area.

The car turned off, Feng Luoting opened the window, the cold wind poured in, and the white mist of his nose was clearly visible.

Dou Manyu felt that the other party was bullying him, but before he could react, his left hand was held by the other party, and his right sleeve was pulled over.

Feng Luoting crumpled his sleeve with his left hand, and finally couldn’t help asking: “What’s wrong with your right hand?” His tone was full of panic.

After three years, his first sentence was not a thrilling question of accountability and resentment, but a sincere concern.

Dou Manyu couldn’t resist Feng Luoting’s tone the most, his eyes turned red immediately, he lowered his head, and from the first time he saw Feng Luoting, he didn’t speak.

He felt that he could act a little colder, so he kept his tone light and stingyly said a word: “No.”

He originally wanted to say: None of your business, let me go.

But if he talked too much, he said it like rap.

Shut, shut your ass, ass, let me go.

Feng Luoting didn’t care about anything else, even if he felt cheap afterwards, he pressed Dou Manyu and said, “Your right hand was cut off? How did this happen? Tell me quickly?”

“Okay?” Unconsciously raising his voice, he tilted his head, seeing Dou Manyu’s teary eyes, eyes closed and trembling eyelids, and now he was even more flustered.

Dou Manyu was also very helpless in her heart, and really wanted to have a mechanical dance on the spot.

Feng Luoting knew that Dou Manyu was a very arrogant person, to be able to cry like this was definitely a great grievance.

Finally, Feng Luoling waited for a bucket of cold water.

“You, you… let me, I… I’ll go.” Dou Manyu thought to herself: It’s finally rap.

Feng Luoting froze, Ru Zhuo’s jaw tightened.