When the wind is at its strongest, the cold air at night is also blown to swell, and the long untied hair curls and dances, like a pitch-black snake, spitting out a letter and scurrying freely, eager to try.Mouli raised her hand, brushed her fingertips lightly across her forehead, and slid to her temples, the covered hair receded to her ears.Smiling around the face, it is not warm, it is vainly clammy, gloomy, freezing to the bone.
Mo Xingyun shivered.
He said, "What the hell are you doing?"
She said, "What do you think?"
When asking back, Mouli leaned forward slightly.It was just an ordinary movement, but Mo Xingyun subconsciously leaned back.
She despised him even more.Mo Xingyun could clearly feel it from her sneer.
"Is it necessary?" he said. "Is it a coincidence?"
She turned sideways, her long hair disheveled by the wind again.This time, Mouli didn't tidy up.
He stayed where he was, stuck there stiffly, watching her leave.Mouli took a few steps back, turned around and walked away with brisk steps.When she went downstairs just now, she looked bored and exhausted, but now she regained her vitality.Did she take pleasure in the pain of others, and draw her spirit from their hardships?The world is so big, it is not surprising that there are such monsters.
Mo Xingyun returned to the car with heavy steps. After sitting back, he was in a daze for a long time.
What can he do?
Mo Xingyun started the car.
His school is two streets away from the university. Driving is easy to get congested, and walking takes too much time. It is such an embarrassing distance.Mo Xingyun took the subway there.
Since he was in college, he had a girlfriend who was studying abroad and they broke up peacefully.He also has a few close friends who invite him out for dinner and drinks from time to time.In the eyes of outsiders, he is outstanding, a little cold, but not lacking in loyalty.Some people appreciate him, and of course some people can't understand him.But adults are mature enough.
At least, much better than Minor.
When he was in high school, Mo Xingyun suffered a lot.
He went to boarding school.Adolescent children are the most complicated, and they have to live together, so friction is inevitable.He has many annoying problems. He likes to get up early in the morning, his movements are not light, and he doesn't respond to others' greetings.He was also naive at that time, at best it was "prince's disease", at worst it was "pretending to be coercive".The male classmates in the same dormitory hate him very much.
In Mouli's words, "people in our family have DNA that is hated."
Of course, fighting is wrong anyway.
Mo Xingyun was single and weak, and was beaten by himself. He told the teacher directly, but the encounter only changed from aboveboard punching and kicking to secret rubbing pranks.
Verbal taunts are fine, sometimes tripping him with a leg is a little too much.
Mo Xingyun felt that if he was angry, he would lose, so he tried not to lose his temper, but the effect was not very good.Those who hated him laughed and said unscrupulously: "It's just a joke, what about it?"
until that day.
That happened in the first semester of the second year of high school, and Mo Xingyun got into an argument with an annoying male classmate again.The other party grinned, and Mo Xingyun was also furious. Neither of them noticed that someone walked in from outside the classroom door.The black-haired girl silently walked to the podium and picked up the blackboard eraser.
"Hello."
Said Mouli, who is in the same school as her cousin and is a freshman in high school.
They both turned their heads.The two heads were so close, Mouli looked calm and threw it neatly in the posture of throwing a softball.
The blackboard eraser flew past Mo Xingyun's eyes and hit the boy next to him.Chalk dust was scattered everywhere, and the blackboard eraser fell off, leaving a stunned face: "Bitch, do you fucking want to die?"
The corner of the instigator's mouth turned up and he smiled indifferently.Mo Wuli calmly said softly, "It's just a joke, what about it?"
At that time, the sophomore in high school also wanted to pursue it back, but in the end it was nothing.
Later, Mo Xingyun and those people gradually reached a reconciliation.
His high school is divided into floors according to grades. He is the first grader higher than Mo Wuli, and he always takes classes on a higher floor.Sometimes, he would see her in the corridor.Among the crowd, Mouli smiled brightly.
At that time, her body seemed to be covered with pollen, and bees were always gathered around her.
Mouli once said, "People in our family have DNA that is hated."However, there is a second half of this sentence.
"except me".
Back in time, Mo Xingyun wanted to find Yi Siwei.
College, unlike high school, doesn't help, and trying to find someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.Mo Xingyun looked for acquaintances in advance and contacted the students here to inquire.
When asked about Yi Siwei, the other party was more sensitive than he imagined: "I know, he is very famous."
"Why?" As far as he knew, this was a doctoral student, and Yi Siwei was at the same level as Mouli, far enough apart.
"The professor likes him so much, take him to dinner and go boating with him."
"Can you give me his phone number?"
"Mobile phone number... Wait for me to check, I don't seem to have one. But I have WeChat. What can you do with him?"
"..."
Mo Xingyun found his account, the profile picture was a photo of him when he was a middle school student, and his appearance was a little green.A good-looking boy hugs a good-looking puppy. Anyone who sees this group photo will inevitably smile knowingly.However, Mo Xingyun did not.
He sent a friend request, and the other party didn't reply for two days.Mo Xingyun went to ask a friend, and the friend said, "Maybe he doesn't read the news."
Mo Xingyun could only find the right time and go to the university to meet him.
When he arrived at the destination, he exited the station according to the exit recommended by the electronic navigation, then exited the map and went there by himself.
He waited outside the laboratory building for a while.Many students from our school are also resting here, and Mo Xingyun is not conspicuous among them.
When Yi Siwei came out, he recognized him immediately.Mo Xingyun stepped forward, like a model agency, he knew that he was weird, but he had no other choice.
Mo Xingyun didn't want to be bumped into by Mo Wuli, but things backfired.She came out earlier than Yi Siwei.The sun was out that day, and the weather wasn't that hot, but she put on jeans and a sweater.She was discussing something with the teacher and didn't leave for a long time.
Yi Sibi left without waiting for her.There are three or four friends around him. Although they don't speak, they make sure that he is not alone.In this way, he and she are not so close.
Mo Xingyun returned in vain. After returning, he used the secondary card to register a small WeChat account, and sent Yi Siwei a friend request, saying "Stay away from Mo Wuli" as a greeting.
He picked a few red exclamation points from the emoji and added them at the end of the sentence, hoping that this would serve as a warning.
Mo Xingyun thought, that's all he can do.
He had a class in the afternoon and forgot to log out and log back into his previous account.After class, a reminder popped up on the phone.Mo Xingyun set up a notification, and the WeChat reminder does not display detailed content.He thought that Yi Siwei should have approved his application.Mo Xingyun made up his mind to tell him everything if necessary.
He clicked on the notification.
Instead, it was a friend request from someone else.
This is the wechat he registered with the secondary card today.
Mo Wuli added him as a friend, and wrote: "Cousin, why didn't you add me first?"
Mo Xingyun was so frightened that he almost threw the phone out.
In fact, Mouli didn't think much about dealing with him, but she had already expected that he would definitely do something.
In the past few days, she went for another injection, and then relied on medicine.The side effect of the drug is drowsiness. have learned it in pharmacology class and it is also written in the instructions.She hated falling asleep, so she simply wore less clothes, and it was easier to wake up in cold spots.
After Yi Siwei flipped through a part, he came to give her the dictionary. When he arrived in the study room, he found her lying on the table with her hands on the table, face down, motionless.
There are so many things that can overcome rationality, and antihistamines are definitely one of them.Mouli was still asleep.
She woke up, looking up from behind the wall of arms.The sunlight was harsh.
When sleeping, Mouli stretched out her right hand unconsciously, pressing her face on her arm.When she woke up, the first thing she did was to withdraw her hand.However, unexpectedly, the palm was caught.She instinctively overreacted, arching her back like a cat, almost jumping up, but his voice was always recognizable.
"Don't move." Yi Siwei said.
In an instant, she had calmed down.Mo Wuli took a closer look and found that Yi Siwei was sitting in the front seat with a serious expression.It was a strange sight, he was turning sideways, holding her hand with his left hand, and applying nail polish to her with his right hand.
Yi Siwei said, "Be patient until I finish painting."
She didn't ask him, somehow, she really listened to him, raised her arm, and stopped moving.
Mouli spoke with a teasing tone: "Your hand is quite steady."
He laughed sullenly: "I have learned this."
After painting, Mouli withdrew her hand.
The nails are gold with sequins, shining brightly.
The color of the sun is warm and reminiscent of the southern lands.
"Is it suitable for you?" Yi Siwei said, "I went to buy shampoo, and when I saw this, I suddenly thought of you."
He gave her the dictionary and got up to leave.She raised her head and asked him, "Where are you going?" As soon as she asked, Mouli hesitated.Such a question is too personal.Are they familiar enough to inquire about the itinerary and communicate with each other?
Yi Siwei also paused, probably thinking the same thing.
"I'm just asking, you don't have to say it," she said.
He replied: "Just to review."
Mouli watched him go out, and for a moment, she wanted to stand up.However, she held back.
How long does it take for nail polish to dry?
She was still sitting in the empty classroom for a while, when Mo Xingyun sent a message, and there were several missed calls.Mouli didn't want to talk to him.
Mouli was walking on the road planted with locust trees.
Suddenly, a person stopped in front of the road.
Wen Jing's reappearance is really annoying.The first time it can add laughter, the second time it serves as seasoning, and the third time it is a bit boring.
Mouli said, "What's the matter?"
"Let's get back together." Wen Jing said, "Shall we get back together?"
"No." Mouli bypassed him and walked straight forward.
Wen Jing turned around, put aside her self-esteem, and finally shouted at her back: "I... haven't I forgiven you before? You chatted with a teaching assistant, and you had an affair with a graduate student, right? I listen to youI've explained it, why is your bus so dragging now?!"
A few ambiguous words are regarded as slutty, and those who do not meet his requirements are sinners.Is the proof of love a collar around the neck?
Mouli turned around.
She walked towards him, her smile deepened as the distance shortened: "Yes, why? Do you know why I looked for them?"
Wen Jing didn't expect her to show such a face, her cheeks were hot and her hands were trembling.
She said word by word: "...because they can get hard."
The humiliation washed away his heart, and his brain lost his mind. Wen Jing didn't want to do this at all. He had such a plan before, but it was also in fantasy.
He took out a paring knife.
Wen Jing didn't want to hurt anyone, but just wanted to scare her, and wanted to see her change back to the obedient and obedient look before: "Bitch, you and Yi Siwei also ran for that thing, right?!Damn you!"
Mouli narrowed her eyes slightly, and slowly tilted her head.
Her bag was thrown over, and Wen Jing instinctively avoided it.At this time, he didn't hear the sound of something being pulled out.
A bag full of books fell on him, Wen Jing raised his hand to block it, then raised his head, and in the next second, a blunt object fell head-on.
Mouli clenched the stick tightly, took aim and swung it vigorously.Wen Jing was knocked down to the ground, the pain was overwhelming, and there were stars in his eyes.Whether he was cursing her to be damned, or whining and begging for mercy, she didn't stop once.
Searching for the places that Yi Siwei hates in his mind.She hates his voice, his appearance, his character, he is very hypocritical, and he must treat everyone as an idiot in private... What else is there?
Nail polish is full of flecks and it's spring.Spring is always very beautiful, but also very cruel.
Tired, she straddled the man, with her hands hanging beside her body, and raised her head to look at the sky.The sound of panting rises and falls, and crows mourn in the air.
Suddenly, Mouli had an epiphany, how inefficient, time-consuming and energy-consuming it is to inquire through others.She was too worried before and was too wary of Yi Siwei.It is not necessary at all.She can go by herself.
The person below suddenly whimpered.
Hearing the sound, Mo Wuli lowered her head, looked down at Wen Jing, and the short stick fell below her body.She swung the murder weapon and said when she slashed again: "I don't deserve to die."
The author has something to say:
From a practical point of view, it is easy to cause excessive defense when using the stick, so we must pay attention to it.