Jiang Zhihan sat on the bed, and his head was still dizzy after the hangover, but he was not sleepy at all. His bitten lips no longer bleed, and there were still fine tooth marks on it. Between the bed, there was still a faint fragrance of Wu Siyi's "poison".

Before he knew it, the sky was covered with white whites, and he threw the morning light into the bedroom. Jiang Zhihan rubbed his head hard, rubbing them more and more messy, but he still couldn't get a clue.

Yesterday last year was the day to confess his love; and today this year, not only did Ni Shang go away, but Wu Siyi no longer belonged to him.

I remembered the first encounter in the West Mountain, the heart-to-heart talk at the top of the mountain, the crazy shopping of the shop, the confession by the river, the rice she made for herself, the soup she made, the clothes she bought, and the tea she brewed. It seems that from the beginning, she was the only one who devoted herself to her wholehearted efforts. Could it be that she can only feel precious after losing it?

Jiang Zhihan didn't know how long he had been thinking about it before jumping out of bed. He accidentally saw the box on the bedside table. He opened it, and there was a mobile phone and a note lying quietly inside.

On the note are some sloppy handwriting of Wu Siyi:

I gave it to you so that you can receive information from the stock market at any time and make money well. Come on!

I will go to another place for an internship tomorrow morning, my dad arranged it. Well, remember to bring this so that I can find you at any time.

Siyi

Jiang Zhihan folded the paper stickers, carefully placed them in his close pocket, and then plugged the charger to charge his phone. Jiang Zhihan looked around and the key to Wu Siyi's room was not in the room. He thought about it, ran to the main house, called Wu Siyi's house, and answered him only the ringing ringing.

Jiang Zhihan hurriedly ate two bites of food, cheered up and practiced for an hour, and after a long time of staying, he put the charged mobile phone in his arms and walked out of the door.

The cell phone left by Wu Siyi gave him a glimmer of hope. He took it out from time to time. Thinking of the ringtone suddenly ringing, Wu Siyi scolded herself on the other side of the phone. But the cell phone was always lying quietly, without a trace of sound.

Jiang Zhihan walked on the street and didn't know where to go for a while. Going home? School, Library, Billiards Room? All these places flashed through his mind and rejected them one by one. It seemed that at this moment, there was no place for him to go or stay in the entire Zhongzhou.

Just like what he had taught Ni Shang, Jiang Zhihan casually walked onto a bus, changed another one, changed another one, took the terminal, walked down, but arrived at the high school campus during the Olympic School training camp.

On the campus of Zhongzhou Normal University, Jiang Zhihan walked aimlessly. On the grass in front of the library, college students sitting in groups of reading or chatting in groups did not mind the cold of winter at all. There were more people walking leisurely or walking on the road, including groups of boys, girls in groups, and couples snuggling together. Those girls holding their boyfriends' hands mostly looked ordinary, but often had a faint smile and unconcealed satisfaction on their faces.

Jiang Zhihan's eyes flashed across their faces, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart. A girl who is not so outstanding is worthy of happiness. So, maybe it is not necessary to bring happiness to one? Do those persistences come from memory fragments or imagined beauty?

Jiang Zhihan walked around Zhongzhou Normal University for a long time, left the school gate, stopped and thought for a while, and walked towards the city.

Jiang Zhihan pushed open the bar door and walked out. On his head, the name of the bar composed of neon lights was still flashing in the late autumn and early winter night.

It was dusk when he walked into the bar. It took him half a day to walk from Zhongzhou Normal University campus to the bar street in the city. As he walked, his feet were constantly and his mind was constantly turning, but the operation was like footsteps, with some mechanical and repetition, and more like an original single processor. Although he worked for twenty-four hours, his efficiency was very low.

Jiang Zhihan thought about this matter repeatedly, but his thinking was always in the same place and he could not get any results. Luo Yuejuan once told him that the past and people were over. No matter how good it was, he could only be remembered and not entangled. Only by grasping what was in the present can he have the present and the future.

So, is Wu Siyi the past or present? Should she leave her behind or try to save her?

There was not much external obstacle between him and Wu Siyi. The only thing that lies between the two was actually Jiang Zhihan's own determination. If he had made up his mind, Jiang Zhihan would not lack the skills to win back the girl's hearts.

Jiang Zhihan has been thinking about all kinds of thoughts many times along the way, but it can only make his mind more chaotic and confusing. Finally, he told himself, go to drink for a night, wake up tomorrow, let it go, let her leave, and try to do what can be saved. Thinking too much will not help.

Sitting in the bar, the only thing Jiang Zhihan wants to do is drink more and then have a good sleep. He hopes that when he wakes up tomorrow, even if his worries cannot miraculously melt away, he will be able to lose half of them.

When the wine is poured into the brain, there is no feeling at first, and then I slowly feel a little drunk. That is the most wonderful stage. The body seems to be floating, and the reaction begins to be slow, but it is easier to immerse yourself in the world you construct. Then, the head becomes heavier, the limbs become heavier, and finally even the eyelids become heavier.

Jiang Zhihan himself didn't know how much he drank. He opened his eyes in a daze and felt that the surrounding scenery was shaking slightly. He looked up and smiled and asked the waiter, "Have you finished drinking?" The other party nodded vigorously. Jiang Zhihan blinked, paid the bill, and left the seat with a shaking shaking.

After leaving the bar gate, Jiang Zhihan was blown towards the cold wind at night. He woke up first, and then his head became heavier. He looked around and wanted to find a taxi. After standing for a few minutes, he didn't even have a car, let alone a taxi.

Suddenly, a noise came from Jiang Zhihan's left. He was too lazy to pay attention to it, rubbed his eyes, walked forward a few steps, thinking whether he should go to the fork in front of the road, maybe it would be easier to take a taxi there.

With the sound of high heels hitting the ground with a hurry, a woman hurriedly walked by Jiang Zhihan. A place in front of her collapsed and was surrounded for repair. The woman accelerated her pace and wanted to get rid of the entanglement behind her.

Jiang Zhihan was about to embark on that repair road when someone pushed him from behind. He turned around and saw a small man walking past him cursingly, fucking your grandpa, don't block the way.

Jiang Zhihan frowned, but did not do anything, and just continued to walk forward. The small road he walked only allowed one person to walk. Halfway through, someone pushed him from behind.

All the clay Buddhas have a temper, not to mention that Jiang Zhihan is not a gentle, respectful, frugal and concise person now. He jumped a small step forward and gave way out, but his mouth was already pursed. At this time, the woman in front saw that the pursuers were entangled and had stopped. The two men behind walked up to her, looked at her provocatively, and breathed alcohol in her mouth, which seemed to be drinking a lot.

The short man said, **, I got divorced from my brother and came here to find a man? Where is your old man?

The woman wore a black windbreaker, with a graceful figure, a beautiful face, but her eyes were as cold as an iceberg.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the short man was even more arrogant and smelled of alcohol in his mouth, saying, "**, have you ever found a man after wandering around here all night?"

At this time, Jiang Zhihan happened to walk to the two of them. Hearing his dirty words, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at him.

The man looked Jiang Zhihan with a look: "What are you looking at? Are you a wild man? You haven't even grown all your hair yet?"

In Zhongzhou, the folk customs are so strong that there are many people who don’t talk about it. In addition, the effect of alcohol, it is not uncommon to curse randomly.

The city gate caught fire, which affected the fish in the pond. Jiang Zhihan was an innocent fish several times. Although he was a little slow to drink too much, he was not a person who was willing to give up. He didn't say much, and grabbed the small man's collar and lifted him up.

The man was caught off guard and was restrained with one move. The others were hung in the air and were stunned for a moment, unable to say anything strange. As soon as Jiang Zhihan let go, he fell to the ground. His companions watched from the side and wanted to help. Jiang Zhihan didn't say a word of nonsense, kicked him out and hit his knee joint. The man lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. Although the alcohol was slowing down Jiang Zhihan's cerebral, it was obvious that it was still no problem to deal with these two guys.

The man sat on the ground and finally remembered to fight with his mouth. As soon as he started to scold, Jiang Zhi looked at him coldly and said, "Damn it, teasing women in the street, believe it or not, call you and catch you in the bureau and squat for fifteen days?"

He had to argue, but was kicked to the waist, curled up and screamed in pain, and was scared for a moment, and he obediently closed his mouth.

Jiang Zhihan looked back at the woman. He was indeed drinking a little too much, and he didn't see clearly under the night. Jiang Zhihan said, "Are you leaving?"

The woman thanked her and turned around and left slowly. Jiang Zhihan's gaze was a little blurred. He blinked hard, narrowed his eyes, and looked at her back. He was dignified and elegant, and had a rhythm of swelling as he walked. He spitted out phlegm and thought to himself, if he really came out to find a man, it would be a top-notch.

The gust of wind blew and my head became even more dizzy. Jiang Zhihan was standing there in a daze, trying to distinguish the direction, but he heard someone applauding gently.
Chapter completed!