His expression was not as relaxed as before.

Is this world a game?

There are new questions like this.

With a dying heart and some unbearable madness, I said the word 'no'.

That's when I decided to give up everything.

Don't care about anything anymore.

Two children died.

Youye is dead.

However, in the current situation, they were not born yet, and they didn't even know Yuye or themselves.

Everyone is alive.

But what’s the point of jumping the timeline like this?

Try to search for countless clues in your mind. In fact, there are many clues.

Some things can be determined after tonight. So don’t waste time thinking about it now.

Smoking a cigarette, Su Yao tried to search on his mobile phone to see if there was anything he missed.

I didn't see anything useful.

But I saw a chicken soup copywriting video that I can’t say is poisonous or not.

'If something like this happens to you in your life, then I'm sorry, this is your established script.'

'You will have two choices, one is to give up acting.'

"One is to continue to act out the bad script and act it well."

Is this a set script?

And gave up acting...

It seems that for me, it is simply an option that is excluded.

think.

The things a person can decide in his life may be less than 5%.

So what exactly is the five percent that you can decide?

Actually the answer is very simple.

When I returned to the apartment, I saw a man squatting in the corner with a squeegee on his phone, scraping away the dirt and grime in the corner.

"I bought what you asked for, and I also bought some other things."

Su Yao placed the bag on the neatly tidied coffee table and took out two pairs of gloves from it.

Put one pair on by yourself, and the other pair must be in front of her.

"Wear this to protect your hands."

“···”

I don’t know why, but she, who was still trying hard to hang the dirt just now, suddenly stopped moving.

Didn't look back either.

Just squatting there, my shoulders were shaking slightly at first, and then they were shaking more and more violently.

"?"

Su Yao walked over with gloves, and it was easy to see her wiping her tears. She seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and finally she let out a low sob.

Which one is this from?

Puzzling.

It doesn't look like she's crying for joy.

Seeing her crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, Su Yao didn't know what to say and could only squat there together, staring at the wall with nothing to do.

As expected of you, my moon. This wall is completely different from the previous one.

"sorry···"

It was so suspenseful that I finally heard her speak with a cry in her voice.

"Ah, uh-huh, go on."

Su Yao only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the corner again.

good.

It seems to be a bit obsessive-compulsive. Even the corner behind the cabinet was specially scraped. The dirty water is really dirty.

"I, ugh, I didn't think about what I was doing."

"Just come here thinking you are right..."

"I, I...wuwu."

"I really didn't think about getting anything. As long as I can stand up and be allowed to stay by Ah Yao's side, I..."

"Woooo..."

"Stop, stop for a moment."

Su Yao temporarily interrupted her casting, "Let me guess, first of all, did you tell others what happened just now?"

"...Eh?"

"Then someone gives you some thought, and you two hit it off and come to a very negative conclusion."

"No, no..."

"Really not?"

"without···"

His voice became very quiet, his head was buried low, and he stopped crying. He just sobbed like hiccups.

"It looks like I guessed it right."

Su Yao sighed and stood up first, holding on to the wall. "By the way, your legs are not numb after squatting for so long?"

"No, not numb..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to imitate Su Yao and stand up, but never wanted to lean back directly.

There happened to be a bucket behind me, so I leaned on it.

"Plop——"

The plastic bucket tipped over, and the turbid water inside spilled over most of her body.

Xia Xianyue got up and stood there blankly, her head lowered.

The sobbing was sporadic, and it seemed like I was about to cry again as my speed increased.

It's really strange.

Is there tear gas in this place?

"Okay."

"Don't be dazed. In this weather, don't you feel cold even if you are wet?"

"Go take a bath."

"Put on my clothes first."

"···?"

Xia Xianyue was pushed into the bathroom.

"As for the towel, if you don't mind it, use mine. If you don't like it, use your own clothes instead. There's no spare."

Su Yao went to look through the closet and found the cleanest one for her.

It’s not that the clothes in the closet are all dirty, but I always feel that they are not as clean as I remember wearing them. Most likely it’s a psychological effect.

Finding that she was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, Su Yao returned to the bathroom and still didn't hear the sound of water.

"If it's convenient, just open the door and take the clean clothes in. There are no separate compartments for dry and wet clothes. You will be naked when you come out."

"If it's not convenient, I'll wait outside for a while, then send me a message."

“···”

No response.

"Then I'll hang it on the door handle for you and pick it up later. I'll go out and stay for a while first."

"Wait, wait a moment..."
To be continued...