"Xiao Wu, I, between Qingyi and me..." Tang Xiaowu ran in the night, Chen Fuyun chased her behind, and after catching up, he pulled her several times before finally speaking hesitantly.

"I know." Tang Xiaowu didn't look back, shook off Chen Fuyun's pulling hand and continued to walk forward, with disappointment in her voice.

"What do you know?" Chen Fuyun walked a few steps quickly, ran to her, pressed his hands on her shoulders, and asked seriously.

"I know you are a big radish in the heart!" Tang Xiaowu raised her head, red eyes, and said angrily: "Chen Fuyun, I hate you!"

"Me, Qingyi and I have only the relationship between my brother and sister!" Chen Fuyun couldn't argue for a moment.

"I always think so, but I clearly saw you holding her and she was sitting on your lap. You still said such sweet love words to her in such a gentle voice. I heard them all! I heard them all!" Tang Xiaowu's voice suddenly choked, like a little girl who lost her beloved toy, crying sadly: "Fuyun, shouldn't I bring you into our studio? Did I do something wrong this time?"

"No, you are right, it's mine." Chen Fuyun took a deep breath, opened his arms, hugged Tang Xiaowu, who was crying very sadly, and sniffed the faint fragrance between her hair, with a heavy voice.

"Chen Fuyun, I can't rub the sand in my eyes... I'm jealous. I really... I really don't want to see you and other girls doing intimate actions." Tang Xiaowu's head was pressed against Chen Fuyun's chest, and the pear blossoms were raining.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu. I shouldn't have hurt you. Don't cry, okay? I'm a little at a loss when you cry, and I feel very distressed." Chen Fuyun hugged her tightly, hoping to reduce her sadness.

"Chen Fuyun, before I met you, I was never moved by any man. I spent twenty-two years just waiting for a man who could make me love and love all my heart, and he could love me wholeheartedly until your appearance disrupted my waiting. I thought you were the brightest star Oppa mentioned, which could bring me meticulous protection, but I seemed to be wrong, really wrong. I shouldn't have dependence or fantasy, right?" Tang Xiaowu raised her head, looked at Chen Fuyun deeply, and said.

"Xiao Wu, I..."

"Don't say, I know that you like your Biyun because she is your childhood sweetheart. Your first love carries the most memories of your youth. Your landlord likes your landlord because she is the spiritual pillar of your down-and-out period. Her care for you makes you grateful for your whole life. I like Sister Shiyun because of her charming brilliance and unattainable haze. I like Qingyi because she is meticulous and intimate to you." Tang Xiaowu said.

Chen Fuyun was surprised. Really, as she said, she was really a fucking big radish! What is the right for a man who is so ordinary that he wants to melt into the dust to have a favorable attitude towards so many girls?!

"And I, I am just a girl who likes you but doesn't know how to get your heart. Leaving you, I'm afraid of losing, approaching you, and being afraid of hurt. Chen Fuyun, I'm very entangled, heartbroken, and disappointed now. You gave me a lot of hope, but I disappointed me again and again." Tang Xiaowu's emotions were a little out of control and she cried louder. Chen Fuyun really didn't know that feelings could make her, such a calm and calm Goddess Su cry so sadly without any reservation.

"I'm sorry." Chen Fuyun could only say the three most pale and weak words, because, apart from these three words, he could not give Tang Xiaowu any comfort. As Tang Xiaowu said, he had given her a lot of hope, but he also disappointed her again and again. Perhaps because he cared too much, or because he was too close, he became like this and was unbearable.

"Chen Fuyun, don't say sorry to me. I know, this is not your fault. Your personality has made even women like Shi Yun unable to completely avoid you when they meet you. She is a real proud daughter of heaven. Any man around her needs to be looked up to by ordinary people. However, she chose Suzhou and Hanshan Temple. After staying there for a few months, I think she is the same as I recruited you into the studio. She wants to be closer to you." After Tang Xiaowu cried, she suddenly calmed down.

Chen Fuyun was silent. He didn't know how to take over the conversation, so he could only listen to Xiao Wu continue talking in silence.

Tang Xiaowu looked at him, leaned against his chest, and suddenly stood on tiptoe, and took a bite on Chen Fuyun's shoulder. It was not until she felt that the tooth mark could stay on his shoulder for a long time that she let go, with red eyes and said to Chen Fuyun: "I think we should all be quiet."

"I understand, I'll leave." Chen Fuyun suddenly said.

Tang Xiaowu widened her eyes: "You are leaving?"

"I will come back when we all think about how to face each other." Chen Fuyun said.

"oh."

...

The night became deeper and Tang Xiaowu stood there, looking at the gradually moving farther away Chen Fuyun until tears completely surged up and completely obliterated her eyes. She seemed to have lost all her strength, squatting on the ground, crying sadly.

...

When Chen Fuyun packed his bags and left the studio, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. Tang Xin, Qingyi, and Xiaoyu were already asleep. Tang Xiaowu was holding a small pillow and sat quietly in the living room, her eyes scattered, as if she was thinking about something, and as if she was completely dazed.

Chen Fuyun walked past her with her luggage, and she didn't realize it at all. Chen Fuyun was unwilling to bother her anymore, and she didn't want her departure to bring her more sadness. Therefore, she walked out quietly with her luggage.

Tang Xiaowu suddenly woke up from daze, and didn't even have time to put on her shoes. Her fair feet trotted to Chen Fuyun and hugged him.

"Where are you going?"

“Go out for a walk.”

"Will you come back?"

"It should be."

"What should I do if you leave?"

"I will appear in the game, in the Abyss Demon Realm, we will definitely encounter it..."

Tang Xiaowu let go of her hand.

Chen Fuyun tucked her clothes, paused in the night wind, turned around, hugged Tang Xiaowu who ran out barefoot, and carried her back to the room with tears on her face.

With a bang, in the darkness of the disillusionment of the lights, Chen Fuyun turned around and walked out of Tang Xiaowu's room, dragged his luggage, and walked into the night.

After Chen Fuyun left, Tang Xiaowu got up in the dark, put on her shoes, ran out of the door, and at the intersection, she looked at the figure gradually moving away, tears flowed silently. In the silent night, she seemed to hear a song, a very sad and sad song that made her unable to stop her tears.

"The wind decides to leave, how can the clouds keep it? I once fought to the death and let go of my hands. Love is like flowing water, and it is hard to stop overflowing water. I am still standing at the intersection where you left and left..."

...

At two o'clock in the morning, the lights of thousands of families outside were already dim. As he walked through the street, Chen Fuyun's heart was empty. In the traffic flow in groups of three or three, he seemed to have heard an old song, a song that he had heard when he first arrived in Beijing, Chen Chusheng's "Is anyone telling you?"

"When the train drove into this strange city, it was a neon light I had never seen before. When I opened the letter you sent me when I opened the farewell, I suddenly felt extremely longing... Has anyone ever told you that I love you very much, and has anyone ever cried in your diary..."

It is true that this is not a particularly suitable song, but Chen Fuyun was a little stunned when he heard it. He had never cried at any time. He felt a fog appear in front of him, and the vision in front became hazy. The outline of the city also became vague with the water droplets dripping from his eyes, just like the "city of the sky" mentioned by those literary and artistic youths.

Chen Fuyun continued to walk forward, but suddenly felt lost and walked inexplicably towards the house he rented with Sister Jia when he first arrived in Suzhou. Then, when he looked up at the window facing the street, he saw a figure like him who had insomnia in this early morning night.

Chen Fuyun suddenly didn't want to continue walking forward. He found a clean place to sit down. In the gentle night wind, he lit a cigarette and sucked it deeply and shallowly until his whole body melted into the night. Chen Fuyun noticed that he hugged the night in Suzhou tightly and also hugged all the loneliness and loneliness in the night of this city.

That night, many people, like Chen Fuyun, had habitual insomnia.

Until the small amount of cigarettes left in the cigarette box turned into cigarette butts on the ground, Chen Fuyun raised his head and stretched, and then he realized that the east of the city had turned white, and behind him, there was a familiar figure standing.

Chen Fuyun rubbed his eyes, stared at her in the dim morning light, and took a few closer glances before he realized that she was really Lin Shiyun.

"You are homeless, right?" Lin Shiyun asked faintly.

"Of course... not." Chen Fuyun shook his head.

"Why? Has it happened to Xiaowu and the others?" she continued to ask.

"Not that, I just suddenly feel that life requires a journey that can go wherever you go." Chen Fuyun said casually.

"A good reason, it's almost dawn, you're at my doorstep. Don't you want to go up and sit down?" Lin Shiyun asked without comment.

"You... have been living here?" Chen Fuyun asked subconsciously, looking at the window that was still on but had no figure.
Chapter completed!