Fortunately, Yange is charged by the hour.

"I've eaten it already." Yange got up and packed his schoolbag. "Thank you, but I won't stay. I have lessons to learn in the evening, so I'll take a step."

"It's too late, eat and go." Fei Jiayu got up and held her hand to pack her schoolbag: "Eating a meal won't take you long."

The hand that was held by him seemed to be smashed out of his palm as if he had been shocked. She stepped back, her face instantly pale.

At that moment, he could even feel her body crumbling, as if it would fall soon.

"I'm sorry." He was busy and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to touch you, but since Zhang's mother has prepared meals, you can eat here. It won't delay you for long. The water can't be more normal. "

The last sentence clearly moved her.

Yan Ge lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently: "Um."

The restaurant was on the first floor. He went downstairs. The people behind him didn't even have footsteps. He walked a few steps and turned around to see.

She bowed her head and held the railing in one hand, and the white skirt swung as she lifted her feet, like a small white flower fluttering in the air.

He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms immediately, so that she could take root and no longer have to drift in the wind and rain.

However, the thought was just a flash.

She stopped at two steps from him and looked up at him and smiled: "What's wrong?"

He was keenly aware of it, her fingers pinching the railing.

She's here, afraid.

Why is she so afraid of him?

Eyes retracted indiscriminately from her fingers holding on to the railing.

Suddenly remembered that he and she had been indulging in the back staircase of the school. At that time, she was clutching the handrail tightly, and her voice was begging him.

...

He had heard those recordings, and he knew what the source of her terrified nightmare was.

Those once good for him were, in her eyes, a never-ending nightmare.

He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but this kind of uncomfortable, he could not show a little bit, he even had to pretend that he didn't notice anything, and looked up at her and smiled: "The steps in the house are a bit steep, so be careful . "

"Ok."

She responded softly, sighing clearly.

One meal, no other sound.

Until after dinner, he asked the driver to send her. She carried her schoolbag and put her mobile phone in the schoolbag. She took her red umbrella hanging from the hall cabinet and left without looking back.

He looked at her back, there was always an illusion that her steps were rushing out of a tiger's mouth.

He sat on the sofa in the living room and watched her leave. Then he went upstairs and returned to his own room.

Put on a headset and lie on the bed.

In her ears, she hesitated, and a soft voice sounded:

"I fell down when I was down the stairs today, but it was not seen by others. When I slept at night, the picture of him pressing me in the back corridor was terrible. I kept telling myself that it was a dream, but I ca n’t wake up all the time, I do n’t dare to cry, I do n’t dare to yell, I like him, and I am afraid of him. I feel like I have become two people, one is trying to please him, the other is anxious I killed myself, I do n’t know why I had such a dream, and my wrist was bleeding again when I woke up.