Chapter 129 Feeling Sorry for Me (1/2)



Chapter 129 Feeling sorry for me

Wang Chuwei supported himself on the table beside him and stood up, clenching his hands around the edge of the table. The dull pain in his chest pierced his lungs.

The cold wind invades mercilessly with every breath.

Xiao Haohai took the coat from Xiao Wanying and put it on. The three of them returned to the stands and sat among a group of people in school uniforms.

Surrounded by a group of people, she was laughing and chattering about something.

Yingying, friends... so many.

Wang Chuwei knew that she was likable and everyone liked her.

He closed his eyes and left the playground.

Almost everyone in the stands looked outward, following Wang Chuwei.

"Is the senior not feeling well?"

Zhang Shiyue asked in a low voice, not knowing whether Xiao Wanying heard her or not, but no one answered her anyway.

After that, every morning you could still see him putting breakfast on the table to make sure no one else would come.

Maybe he had already left before she joined the class.

Wanying didn't want to waste it, so she shared it with everyone.

After getting the final exam report card, it was time for winter vacation.

Mom, Dad, and Aunt Meng are all on a business trip. To be precise, Mom and Aunt Meng are on a business trip, and Dad is with them.

Xiao Wanying was really at a loss as to what to do with the two of them. Dad seemed to be getting anxious when he didn't see Mom for a day.

Especially when Mom is invited to hold a fashion show abroad, Dad will definitely go with her.

No matter what job I put down, I will definitely, 100% follow it.

They came back before the New Year, about ten days later.

She is not young anymore and can take care of herself.

Wanying had dinner outside and strolled home.

A cold wind blew outside, and she wrapped herself tightly in her white fur coat.

It's snowing, and the snowflakes are fluttering.

She often took this route home, passing by an old alley with bare trees.

The tree is old and its branches and leaves are not as lush as before.

Wanying looked for a while and continued to walk forward into the community.

She was just about to take the key when she saw a familiar figure in the distance.

He stood in the darkness where the streetlights could barely illuminate him. The streetlights cast circular shadows on the ground, and he stood on the outermost edge.

The light was a little bright, and people could just barely recognize it as him.

Through the misty snowflakes, the dim yellow light between his fingers was bright in the dark night.

Wanying was stunned and took a few steps back to avoid turning a corner.

Last time she smelled the smell of cigarettes on Wang Chuwei, but she didn't expect it to be real.

He didn't notice her from a distance, and white smoke dissipated from between his fingers.

He looked down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the smoke, the boy's profile was weakened and hidden in the haze.

Wanying stepped back, guessing that he must have just returned from the laboratory.

Forget it, let’s wait until he’s gone before going upstairs.

It would be awkward to be in the same elevator with him.

The two haven't spoken to each other for more than half a month, and haven't even seen each other recently.

"Cough cough cough."

The sound of coughing broke the silence of the night, and Xiao Wanying couldn't help but stick her head out.

He bent down and covered his lips, and dazzling red blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripping down and exploding on the ground.

The blood dyed her eyes red as she widened her eyes, "Wang Chuwei!"

By the time Xi Wanying reacted, she had already run towards him.

Hearing the voice, Wang Chuwei turned his head and was stunned. He didn't expect to be able to see her at this time.

The blood dyed the seam between his lips red, which at least added a bit of color to him, but his pale face was terrifying.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Her voice trembled, and she stood on tiptoe to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.

When he was about to touch her, Wang Chuwei turned his head away, tears falling.

"Don't worry about me."

Originally, this sentence was spoken in an extremely arrogant tone, and his voice was so light that it disappeared in the wind.

It seemed like he was angry, but he didn't dare to be too angry.

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