Sweet Nothings

Fifteen years ago, Haicheng, early autumn.

In the afternoon, the rainstorm suddenly fell, and in the evening, there were still sporadic rain falling in the sky, with the coolness of the bones.

Yun Qing held a transparent umbrella and stood at the entrance of Ninghua Middle School with his head sideways. His soft eyes passed through the sand and rain curtain and looked towards another school half a street away.

On the third day of the first year of high school, she had not yet obtained her school uniform. She wore her own white dress, which was under her knees, and showed a pair of thin legs that were thin and white. Wurun long hair was tied up with a milky yellow ribbon. Small and pure face.

Many students of Ninghua passed by, no matter whether they were freshmen or seniors, they all looked at her. Some boys pushed each other forward and talked to her with red ears.

"Classmates, are you waiting for the bus? I can send you."

"I can do it too, my car just came to pick up--"

Yun Qing was surrounded and subconsciously stepped back, shaking his head and saying, "Thank you, no need."

She was just about to change to another place, and a light footstep sounded behind her. The girl stepped on the water and ran towards the impure aiming seniors: "Yun Qing has a companion, I will go with her, no one needs to send it."

I did not expect a stone to stir up a thousand waves.

"...She is Yun Qing?!"

Ninghua Middle School can be regarded as the focus of all the high schools in Haicheng. The school style advocates freedom and openness. There are many academic tyrants with excellent qualities, but it has not been a powerful role in jumping from the second grade for many years.

This kind of news spread from the beginning of the new semester. The whole school heard that there was a new classmate in grade one called Yun Qing who had a good grade and a beautiful result, but most people had never seen the true content and guessed it in private. Anyone who studies well will not look beautiful.

However, the bustling long street at the moment is like a curtain of gauze rain.

The girl is pretty and graceful, stands under the umbrella, and has a very light fragrance, which is more dazzling than the person in the picture, and it is irritating.

Yun Qing himself... actually looks better than the rumors.

"Yun Qing, there are many people here, let's go over there."

Cheng Tian is at the same table with Yun Qing. Three days of getting along has caused her to fall into this gentle and meticulous beauty. Seeing her soft-hearted, she takes care of her everywhere.

Yun Qing was taken away by Cheng Tian, ​​and his eyes turned to the school gate half a street away from time to time.

On the same street, Ninghua Middle School is on the south, and Haicheng No. 4 Middle School is on the north. The gates are hundreds of meters apart, but the reputation and reputation are quite different.

One is the focus of the city, and the other is the famous "garbage dump".

Cheng Tian was anxious: "Why do you still watch the fourth middle school, would you really want to go?"

Yun Qing's fingers clenched: "I'll wait here first. When I see him coming out, I'll pass."

Cheng Tian was about to faint, shaking her white wrists, and exaggeratingly said, "You think clearly! Who is Huo Yunshen? Everyone knows! It’s wrong... He can’t even count people, it’s a demon!"

Seeing Yun Qing frown, she thought it worked, and continued to persuade: "Your junior high school is far from here, maybe it is not clear, Huo Yunshen is too famous, all said that he was mad, mentally abnormal, and even murdered and set fire. There are so many rubbish in the No. 4 middle school, and they are not as good as one in total."

"Wouldn't you just look at him looking handsome?" Cheng Tian was anxious. "Handsome is useless. Horror is the real thing. I have seen it far away. He was bloody in half and scared to death. You jump in." Ning Hua, so good, don't be punished by him, stay away from him!"

Yun Qing pursed her lips and pulled out her wrists without traces. She quietly said to Cheng Tian: "Huo Yunshen is very good, not as rumored."

That was her brother Yun Shen who was worried about from big to big.

When she was in junior high school, she couldn't get out of the control of the Yun family and couldn't come out to find him, so she worked hard. She jumped the level test to Ninghua, who was the closest to the fourth middle school, just to get right to him.

Yun Shen brother suffered too much, and was so stigmatized, she felt uncomfortable.

Cheng Tian stomped: "Why don't you believe it? He is a mad dog and will attack when he sees people!"

Yun Qing lowered his eyes: "Don't say so, we can still be friends."

Cheng Tian was surprised by her attachment.

The school crowd gradually dissipated, and the street became apparently empty. The position of the fourth high school gate, a tall and thin figure flashed in a trance, even if they were far apart, it could be concluded that it was him.

Yun Qing's heart jumped violently and waved his hand with Cheng Tian: "I'm gone, rest assured, he won't hurt me, see you tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she braved the rain and raised her skirt to run.

After three days of school, she waited for him near the Fourth Middle School every day. She knew that the Fourth Middle School was very chaotic. She didn’t dare to get too close, but unfortunately, she waited again and again and it didn’t work. Finally...

Finally there is hope to see him.

Yun Qing's cheeks had a shallow smile. She specially wore the skirt that Yun Shen brother liked and tied the hair band he sent. When she was in front of her, she must have the courage to pull his hand and tell him In the future, he is not alone.

It was getting dark, and the night after the rain was getting colder and colder, making people shivering.

Yun Qing hurried outside the gate of the Fourth Middle School, and the shadow had long disappeared.

She bit her lip, her white nose tip was a little bit red, and there was a layer of water mist on her long eyelashes. She dropped her head at a loss, lost her heart, and walked slowly along the road towards home.

Yun Qing had just been to Ninghua for three days and was unfamiliar with the neighborhood. When she walked for nearly a hundred meters, she realized that the surroundings were getting darker and darker, and she was wrong.

The street lights are gone.

Only dim light from the sporadic houses upstairs on both sides showed dim light.

Yun Qing grabbed the schoolbag nervously and tried to return immediately, but hit a sturdy body at the moment of turning around.

Sometime behind her, she quietly followed three or four strong boys, dressed in gas, with a cigarette in her mouth, and smiled dumbly.

"Come to help the brothers, I never expected to meet Yan Yu! Newly arrived in the Fourth Middle School?"

"Go, take the past and wait for the mad dog to clear it before getting her!"

Yun Qing's mouth for help was covered by the palm of his hand, and even dragged into a deep alley not far away.

She was struggling with fright, but as she approached, the scene in the alley clearly appeared in front of her. She suddenly froze, forgot to rebel, stared at the front, and burst into tears.

A group of people are fighting, or siege unilaterally.

The teenager in the middle, with her side facing her, was tall and thin, with thin red lips stained with bright red, and the light-colored jacket could not be seen as it was, and half of it was covered with blood and dust.

Seven or eight people blocked him, but he was sneering.

The curl of the lips is ironic and cold, and there is no temperature, and it is freezing.

When an iron bar hit him in the head, Yun Qing made a screaming scream, and he didn't move his footsteps. He greeted him empty-handed, grabbed the bar and grabbed it with force, and slammed toward the other party in the blink of an eye.

In the dark night, he was violent, cruel, and his eyes blinked without blinking, causing the other party's head to bleed.

The scene was suddenly in chaos, and the people holding Yun Qing cursed to join. She was also pushed into the storm circle during the push.

Yun Qing's vision was blurred, and she couldn't see anything else. There was only that person in her eyes, and she didn't notice the damage from behind her.

A stick with a thick wrist waved to her head in confusion.

She heard the wind and wanted to hide her time, closing her eyes tightly, but the offensive stopped suddenly in her ear.

Yun Qing opened his eyes in disbelief.

The light in front of her was blocked by the figure of the teenager. He was bathed in blood, and his dark eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, as cold as two nests of coldness. His slender arms were stretched out, and he held the wooden stick that was about to hit her. Flick.

"Brother Yunshen..." She was trembling and her voice was very small, completely submerged in chaos, "Cloud, Yunshen..."

Huo Yun glanced at her deeply, grabbed her by the shoulder, and pushed away coldly towards the back exit.

"Where did you come and where did you go back."

Only this sentence, he never looked at her again.

Yun Qing stumbled out to the police, and soon the sound of the siren came, and the red and blue lights illuminated the night.

The people inside who were still able to move were dispersed from other roads. The police took a few seriously injured people who were too late to run away, and the surroundings gradually returned to tranquility.

Yun Qing's umbrella was lost long ago, and her long hair and dress were wet with light rain.

She shivered and stood by the alley, holding a line of hope that Huo Yunshen was still inside, and wanted to go in to find him.

But before she could take her steps, there was a little scarlet fire, which slowly appeared with the heavy footsteps.

Yan Qing stared blankly.

The night was bleak, and the teenager's pale and beautiful fingers sandwiched a lit cigarette.

He didn't put it on his lips, just let it burn and walked out step by step.

"Cloud... deep."

Yun Qing whispered to him.

His blood was not dry, people were soaking in the rain, his facial features were sharp, and his deep brows quenched the madness and shadows that had not faded, which was particularly appalling.

Yun Qing went to grab his hand.

He avoided, and his eyes could pierce people.

Yun Qing endured sourness and said, "You..."

She wanted to ask, don't you remember me?

Huo Yunshen looked down at her from the top, interrupted hoarsely: "If you don't want to be beaten, just leave me far.

The author has something to say: See if you can be arrogant for a few days and smile.