Su Yumian's back became farther and farther away. Yi Liao was about to continue chasing him, but was stopped by Lin Mingming and Lu Liangshu.

"Don't go over now, let her be alone for a while!"

Yi Jie paused for a long time, and finally couldn't hide the depressedness in his eyes. He asked his friend: "What the hell is going on?"

Lu Liangshu talked about the general situation seven years ago in a few seconds. He felt guilty. When Su Yumian was bullied, he only regarded it as a small conflict between girls and did not help. Most of the people in the class were afraid of Xu Rui's power in school, and they did not dare to take sides rashly.

Everyone was afraid that if they helped Su Yumian, they would become the one to be bullied.

So when Su Yumian transferred to school, the whole class brainwashed herself in the same way. She left because of her parents' job transfer.

After growing up, Lu Liangshu realized that the girl should have left with extreme disappointment.

After saying that, Yi Lan fell into a long silence.

When he spoke again, his voice was obscure: "All this happened during the time I left school?"

Lu Liangshu nodded.

Lin Mingming said: "Yu Mian didn't expect to meet you again, she was still a little afraid of you."

"……Afraid?"

Yi Liao thought idly, so she would look scared from time to time...

"Also, she is so painful every time she is in menstruation, which is also the root cause of the disease at that time." Lin Mingming drooped his head in frustration and asked in confusion, "Hey, tell me about you. When others asked you, why did you say you were with her?"

Yi Liao frowned and thought for a while: "Have I said that?"

"Sayed." Lu Liangshu also said affirmatively, "Have you forgotten? At that time, a boy from the next class said he wanted to chase Su Yumian, so that he would let others not think about it."

It seemed like the flint in my mind was suddenly lit, illuminating all the forgotten details, Yi Liao vaguely remembered this incident.

It was a boy from the opposite class. He was at the bottom of his grades all year round. He was one of the few gangsters in No. 1 Middle School. He smoked and fought in groups. It is said that his family is very rich and he relied on money to maintain his academic status in No. 1 Middle School.

He can't remember what the boy is calling now, but he only remembers that during lunch break one day, everyone in the classroom was exposed, and only he was left to write exercises alone. The boy suddenly brought a group of younger brothers to find him.

The boy said, "Yizha, right? What's your relationship with Su Yumian?"

His pen tip didn't stop for a moment, and his eyelids didn't raise his eyelids. While speaking, he wrote the problem-solving process "swish": "It's all your business."

The boy has been firmly on the throne of "big brother" for many years and has never been treated like this. He is angry. But because the other party is Yidao, he dare not act rashly, so he could only say, "I like her. If you two have nothing to do with each other, I will chase her. Of course, if you have something to do with each other... tsk, because you are Yidao, I will give it to you."

Yi Dao's pen twitched for a moment, and then he showed a contemptuous smile.

"Hey, no, what does this laugh mean? Do you look down on me? I tell you, don't think that if you have a background in your family, you can enter No. 1 Middle School, none of them are easy to use!"

Several boys surrounded him and wanted to overwhelm him with their momentum, but he was completely unmoved and continued to do his questions.

"Don't speak? If you don't speak, I'll pretend you agree. When I get her, don't say I haven't known you."

After Yidao solved this question, he started the next question and reminded the other party "friendly": "You'd better stop thinking about it."

"Yo? What?" The boy was in a state of interest and came over, "What are you two really a little bit? Yidao, aren't you so cold to girls..."

Yi Lan was too lazy to explain to such a person, so he simply shut up again.

But the boy refused to give in and asked repeatedly around him.

A few minutes later, Yi Zao finally couldn't stand it. When the other party asked the last time, "Are you really together with Su Yumian?", he stopped writing, raised his head, and impatiently sent a syllable from his throat: "Yes."

In the end, when the recording was passed to the teacher, there was only the last conversation left.

——"Are you and Su Yumian really together?"

--"Um."

All the memories of the broken line were connected together, and all the things that could not be understood were also found. Yi Liao suddenly turned around and looked at Xu Rui who was dozens of meters away.

Xu Rui shuddered.

Without getting close, just like this distance, she could already feel the indifference and disgust in Yi Lan's expression.

Yi Liao looked at her for a while, but did not speak, but pushed Lu Liangshu and Lin Mingming away, and he walked towards the second-year high school teaching building alone.

This is his second time to come to this building today, but he is completely different from an hour ago. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be in a dead sea, and he was lifeless.

Yi Lan is alone, but it seems that Su Yumian is everywhere.

When he was going up the stairs, he seemed to see the sixteen-year-old Su Yumian sitting on the steps, his hair poured into locks by cold water, and he hugged his knees and cried quietly; at the door of the classroom, he saw Su Yumian being locked up at the door by the teacher because of the school uniform jacket, and the students who were walking back and forth looked at her with ridiculous expressions, stabbing her self-esteem over and over again; beside the pool, he saw Su Yumian's white sneakers being thrown into the water, she was wearing only a pair of single socks, standing helplessly on the cold marble floor.

It turns out that her memories related to him were all gray in high school.

Su Yumian returned to his small room with a slow pace. The stove was cleaned up, and the unfinished ingredients in the refrigerator were arranged neatly. You could still vaguely smell the remaining scent of Yi Lan in Yi’s body.

Su Yumian sat at the desk, flipping through the documents casually, and suddenly saw her handwritten draft of the lyrics for Miyuki's new song. The handwriting was very messy, but she wrote it very seriously. Each sentence reminded her of her pious appearance at that time.

However, now that kind of piety is 200% irony.

The paper was still clamped with the words written by Yi Lan on her bedside that day. Su Yumian didn't read it, but she kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

The phone kept vibrating, and Yizha had fifteen missed calls. He couldn't get through, so he sent a WeChat message. Each message was very long. Su Yumian glanced at him and then exited.

After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her cell phone and called her father.

She hasn't called her home for a long time. She is drifting alone outside, and she is always worried about things that are more than happy. She is not very good at disguising. Instead of letting her parents know that they are worried, it is better to say a few less words and only choose the best ones.

Su's father was very happy to receive the call, and asked a lot of questions. Sometimes he was afraid that she would not eat well, so he wanted to send her food, and sometimes he was afraid that she would not be able to wear warmth, so he wanted to buy clothes for her. As she listened, her throat felt sore and she whispered: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Su's father was stunned for a moment: "Why did you suddenly apologize?"

"nothing."

"What's wrong? Are you bullied?" Su's father suddenly became anxious, "Be good, it's okay! Tell me, Dad will help you decide."

Su Yumian burst into tears and laughed, suppressed the crying in her voice, and pretended to be calm and calm: "It's really okay, Dad, I've been working very smoothly recently and I have worked with Guoshi. By the way, I saw your idol Zhou Qianxi a few days ago. I asked her signature and I will give it to you next time I go home."

"Really?" Su's father's voice also became excited, "Our daughter is really promising now, even big stars have seen it!"

"Where is my mom?"

"She is cooking, do you want to talk to her? I'll give her the phone."

"No need, dad, just help me say hello to her."

"Okay, okay, your mom has heard it, we are all proud of you."

Su Yumian laughed twice, and the sourness in her throat finally couldn't be squeezed and surged into her eyes. She sniffed in slightest.

Su's father said alertly: "Mianmian, have you caught a cold?"

"Ah... it's a little bit. It rained a few days ago, and it caught a little cold. I've taken medicine. Now it's almost gone." Su Yumian quickly wiped his tears.

"Why are you so careless? You have to add clothes when it's cold... Hey, have you worn autumn clothes and pants? I'll buy another one for you."

Su Yumian looked at the ugly-colored autumn clothes and pants in the closet, and twitched the corners of her eyes, and said with a dry smile: "I've already worn it! No need to buy it anymore. I've bought it myself. It's enough to wear it, enough to wear it..."

"Okay, do you want to have some snacks?"

The topic returned to buying things for her. It seemed that they had nothing to help now, and they could only express their concern and care for her by buying things.

Su Yumian looked at the tall buildings outside the window, listened quietly for a while, and suddenly said, "Dad, do you remember that before I transferred to high school, there was a male classmate named Yi Lao in my class?"

"Remember." Su's father's tone was as if he was talking about the neighbor's child. "Is Zhou Qianxi's son? That kid is very powerful, has good grades and a calm personality. I will never forget it. He seems to be quite famous now. I saw him introducing him on TV a few days ago."

Su Yumian swallowed even more and asked softly: "Don't you hold a grudge against him? After all, I transferred to school at that time..."

"Mianmian..." Su's father suddenly interrupted her and sighed, "Before you transferred to school, was he bullied you or instructed others to bully you?"

"……no."

"Do you still care about those things?"

"……fine."

"Did that matter have any impact on your current life? Will it prevent you from continuing to live?"

"Won't."

"Oh, that's all." Su's father seemed to pour a small bottle of wine and took a sip of joy. "What else can you hold a grudge? Life is short and you can't have time to enjoy it in time. How can you have so much time to hate others?" He paused and added, "You don't have to think that there is any hurdle that you can't overcome. In the future, you will gradually understand that it is not easy for everyone to live in this world. Your parents have suffered more grievances than you think, and your little bit is nothing."

Su Yumian took a deep breath and said slowly: "I understand."

Before hanging up the phone, her eyes moved from the dark tall buildings to the sky and whispered: "Dad, thank you."

I just made the phone call there, but I don’t know if I heard it.

Just as Su Yumian was about to put down his phone, he saw a group news from the calligraphy documentary project team popping up on the screen. The director said that they were about to set off to go out to take pictures of the origin of the four treasures of the study. It lasted for three days, including food and accommodation, but now a girl in the field was sick and could not go. She needed someone to replace her and asked everyone to help find someone.

Su Yumian had an idea and replied in the group: I, I, I! I can go! I am my own person, and I have experience in the group, and I can also prepare copywriting!

Director Guan waved his hand: OK, Su Yumian will be here. Send your ID card information and book your tickets for you.

After Su Yumian implemented all the business trips in the group, he realized that Yi Lan was also in this group.

The message Yi Lao sent her later was still unread, and the little black cat on the avatar seemed a little aggrieved.

She shrugged, threw her phone aside, and began to pack her luggage.

***

Regarding the shooting of the origin of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the location is in Z City, the hometown of ink and wash.

This is Su Yumian's first time in City Z. The weather is sunny and warmer than City B. It is not as crowded and busy as it is very suitable for shooting and creation.
To be continued...