On rainy days, the sky is covered by thick, dark clouds, and it is gray and hazy, as if the whole world has lost its color. Raindrops continue to fall from the sky, hitting the windows and the ground, splashing water, and then quickly disappearing into the gray background.
The streets were deserted, with the occasional person hurried by, umbrella in hand, head bowed, seemingly silent at the sad weather. The distant scenery became blurry, everything shrouded in a layer of mist, adding a touch of melancholy.
Mu Xinrong sat alone quietly on the steps, his hands tightly wrapped around his legs, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if the whole world was pressing on his heart.
A cool breeze blew gently, rustling the leaves on the roadside, as if whispering some unspeakable secret. He just sat there quietly, maintaining this posture, without moving.
The streets were bustling with traffic and people, but all this noise had nothing to do with him. He seemed to be isolated in a world of his own.
Mu Xinrong suddenly no longer felt the cold raindrops falling down. He looked up and saw that the person coming was Ye Qingliu.
"Do you like getting wet in the rain so much...?"
Mu Xinrong just looked at Ye Qingliu without saying anything.
Ye Qingliu could naturally see through the things going on between them. Chao Youye's sudden transfer to another school must have been a problem. Mu Xinrong had become like this. It was truly a pity that two people who once loved each other would end up like this.
"What happened that day..."
After a while, Mu Xinrong told Ye Qingliu everything that happened that day.
"Qingliu... Is this really my wishful thinking? He said he doesn't like me anymore..."
As Mu Xinrong spoke, his thinking began to become dull and everything in front of him became blurry, as if blocked by a thick layer of gauze.
A faint voice came to his ears, like a distant whisper, but he couldn't make out what it was saying. Mu Xinrong tried hard to stay awake, but his consciousness slipped away bit by bit like sand in an hourglass.
Fortunately, Ye Qingliu was in time and supported Mu Xinrong. Then he took Mu Xinrong back.
Mu Xinrong lay on the bed, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep. However, the vague feeling of heat above his head told him that something was wrong and he was out of control.
He buried his head in the quilt, and actually always ignored Mu Xinrong's mental state. The moment his eyelids closed heavily, he seemed to see "him" walking towards him again.
"Mu Xinrong, you failed again, you know that?"
“Impossible! I…will never give up. I absolutely won’t give up…”
[“Why choose me? Why… There are obviously better candidates than me…”]
[“Why choose me…………”]
[“I don’t like you…”]
[“Your fate is already determined.”]
[“I find it so hard to love someone… I keep falling in love with you over and over again…”]
[“Even if… I’ve crossed thousands of reincarnations, I still can’t completely forget loving you…”]
“I just want him to be safe and sound, even if he… the person by his side isn’t me…”
[“From the very beginning, I already knew the ending…”]
["Warning...Warning...Repair mission failed...]
[“Warning…Warning…Life is under attack, life is decreasing…Life is decreasing…”]
“Mu Xinrong…Mu Xinrong…”
Mu Xinrong wanted to open his eyes in a daze, but found that his eyelids were extremely heavy. He seemed to see the smiling boy waving at him again.
"You have a fever..."
"Xiao Qingliu, why do you always bring people home casually?"
There was undoubtedly another slightly dissatisfied voice in the air.
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