I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

Throughout the physical education class, Shen Yelan was a little bit unconscious.

Only when she was swimming in the water and couldn't hear the sounds in the stadium, she could be a little more normal and concentrate on the short course swimming in front of her.

Perhaps it was because of her suffocation. Today, her grades were exceptionally good, and she was almost close to being excellent.

In the past, she would not be so top-notch, because knowing that Lu Pei would definitely find herself an eye-catcher, once offended her in such an inexplicable place, it would be difficult for her to have a better life.

But since this ruin today—

Shen Yelan was suddenly not afraid.

She realized that no matter how cautious she was, for Lu Pei, as long as she was still alive in this world and breathing the same air as the other person, she would be upset.

Sometimes, there is no reason to like and dislike.

After swimming out of the water, Shen Yelan didn't even look in Lu Pei's direction. He looked around the stadium, only to find that the most dazzling light had been lost.

Sitting by the pool, she felt that all the strength in her body was exhausted, and she was disappointed in the physical education class.

She thought, she should have been hungry without breakfast.

…

God had a hard time with Shen Yelan today.

As school approached in the afternoon, the language teacher just asked her to recite after class. Passing through the corridor outside the classroom, she saw the sky outside, gray and dark clouds, so gloomy that it was about to rain in the next moment.

It's the weather she hates.

When she came back from the language teacher's office, as expected, there was no one in Lu Pei's seat. You don't need to think or know that this person hadn't waited for her and went home first.

Shen Yelan walked back to her uncle and aunt's house under the rain since she was initially tricked into this way. After two days of high fever, she hated rainy weather.

Even if she has always carried an umbrella in her bag since then, her antipathy to the weather has deepened into her bones.

The transparent umbrella surface spread out, and Shen Yelan carried her schoolbag and walked outside the teaching building, looking down at the road on the road, for fear of stepping in a puddle and letting water in his shoes.

As a result, by the side of the road, a taxi drove past, passing through a depression, splashing the muddy water up to a meter high—

The muddy water flew over, hitting the umbrella, and the rest fell on her school uniform and trousers, dampening the dark blue fabric and bleaching large pieces of black.

Shen Yelan stood there for a while with an ugly expression, and didn't even know who to classify this misfortune.

It took a long time before she took another step forward, picking up the small roads where vehicles can't get in.

When she didn't know where she turned, she suddenly heard a faint whining sound.

It's like a cry from an injured little animal.

Shen Yelan couldn't help but follow the movement, and after turning the corner, he was taken aback by the curtain falling into his eyes—

The fair-skinned girl was holding an umbrella, and the umbrella surface was tilted to the wooden box next to it. The splash of fine water fell on the ground. The box was covered with colorful floral cloth, and a fluffy yellow puppy was lying on her stomach, like a butterfly. Her ears hung down, eating the ham that the girl had fed, while sticking out her tongue and licking her fingers in kindness.

Then he made a milky voice: "Aw! Aw!"

Pointy, dumb and excited.

"Eat less, this is too salty, and it’s not good for your health. I’ll buy you something else? Okay?" The girl didn’t notice the extra figure not far away. She raised her hand and touched the puppy’s ears. Is unprecedented tenderness.

This person, who else could Xu Jiao be?

Shen Yelan inexplicably approached two steps.

Later, she saw the wound exposed on the puppy's forelimb, with deep bones visible.

"Is it hurt?" Shen Yelan asked aloud unconsciously.

Hearing the movement, Xu Jiao Yuguang looked up at the extra sneakers in her sight, and when she saw Shen Yelan, she nodded calmly.

Then it was gone.

Shen Yelan felt a moment of choking.

She has never been bored and would not take the initiative to talk to people. When the girl lowered her head to tease the dog again, she actually squeezed out the sentence:

"If this injury is not dealt with quickly, it will get worse. I know there is a pet shop nearby...you, are you going to?"

Xu Jiao's movements stopped, and she looked up again, her eyes looking up, as if she didn't understand why the two of them were clearly unfamiliar, why she suddenly became enthusiastic about herself.

After a pause, Xu Jiao said, "I'm waiting for the rain to stop. Now I have to hold an umbrella in the past. It's not convenient."

Hearing her extremely cold and pleasing voice, Shen Yelan's hand holding the umbrella handle tightly, hearing the hoarseness in her suppressed voice:

"I can hold an umbrella for you."

Why are you so nervous?

Shen Yelan was puzzled as she listened to her voice change.

Is it because of Xu Jiao's fierce reputation?

Before she could figure out her own psychology, the girl nodded her head, calmly handed her the umbrella, then leaned over and pulled her trousers, and then picked up the small wooden box with the puppy.

This time, Shen Yelan finally saw the true face of the tattoo on her right ankle.

Although there was a small half in the sock, the part that revealed it turned out to be a hollow cross, long and vertical, with thorns entwined around it.

The pure black pattern reflected the skin on her ankles almost pale, the extreme chromatic aberration impacted a strong visual effect, and the thorns surrounding the cross, like a light tainted by darkness.

It is holy and depraved.

The strong contradictions and contrasts gathered everywhere, causing Shen Yelan to stop breathing, until the umbrella in her hand was crooked, and the handle of the umbrella touched Xu Jiao's forehead inadvertently.

She recovered, but was shocked even harder. She dared not move, and her body was tense, for fear that she would kick herself out suddenly.

Xu Jiao stared at her blankly for a long time, and finally asked:

"Not going?"

Shen Yelan escaped the catastrophe again, looked hurriedly away, and hurriedly led her to the place.

She didn't dare to get too close to Xu Jiao, her arms holding the umbrella stretched out, covering most of the umbrella on the girl's head, and her shoulders were silently moistened.

However, she did not feel cold.

Keeping her eyes on the upright figure in front, she walked straight into the pet shop like this, she didn't notice until she was stopped by someone:

"Hey, this classmate, close the umbrella."

…

"In this case, you need stitches and a minor operation. You can go to dinner and come back in time. You don't have to wait here."

Wearing a white lab coat, the pet doctor looked at the sky outside and kindly gave advice to Shen Yelan and Xu Jiao.

Shen Yelan glanced at Xu Jiao and realized that it was time for her to leave, but she couldn't say goodbye, and stood beside her pretending to be deaf.

At this moment, Xu Jiao suddenly turned her head to look at her and asked without warning: "Please have dinner, what would you like to eat?"

Before Shen Yelan's brain could react, a rejection appeared on her mouth: "No."

Xu Jiao wasn't surprised at all, she didn't even look surprised, she calmly accepted her rejection, only looked at her up and down, and changed her words:

"I owe you personal love today."

"I have a chance to pay you back another day."

Shen Yelan... She was a little flattered.

In fact, when she refused, she already regretted it a bit, but when she heard this, she felt as if she had earned something better than a meal.

and…

Is this school's domineering temper much better than the rumors?

Holding an umbrella, she walked out of the pet shop, and returned to her uncle and aunt's house in desperation.

As usual, eat cold meals, and then take another three minutes to take a shower, soak everyone’s clothes, and throw them in the washing machine—this is her aunt’s unique habit of cleanliness. I feel that even the best washing machine can’t wash clothes. .

When she was doing things, her aunt would still talk about her next to her:

"Don't throw your socks in, they are dirty, and don't wash my **** and Pepe's..."

Shen Yelan washed the clothes in silence until he noticed that the shadow was approaching.

She raised her eyes and looked at her. I don’t know when Lu Pei was standing outside the toilet, looking at her with a weird look:

"When did you meet Xu Jiao? Shen Yelan, don't learn from those people, or I will tell my mother."

Shen Yelan remained unmoved, lowered her head again to wash clothes, and only responded casually:

"Unfamiliar."

Lu Pei breathed a sigh of relief and sneered again: "I think so, Xu Jiao hates people with good grades the most. She wouldn't want to meet someone like you."

Obviously it was true, but Shen Yelan felt extremely uncomfortable with the piece of her chest.

She raised her eyes solemnly to look at Lu Pei, but the other party had already turned and left.

…

Perhaps it was because the cut that she experienced today was too unusual. Shen Yelan's heart was always like a stone in a pool of stagnant water, and the ripples that sway made her unable to calm down for a long time.

After finally falling asleep, she had another dream.

In my dream, pink paper origami roses fell all over the floor.

And she pressed an obscure girl who instinctively felt good-looking under her body. The other person seemed very scared, pushed her away, and wanted to climb forward.

On the white and thin ankles, the black hollow cross is entangled with thorns, which is particularly eye-catching.

Shen Yelan stretched out her hand to hold the ankle like a demon, then lowered her head and leaned over—

"call."

In the middle of the night, in the small utility room, the girl suddenly sat up, raised her hand to prop her forehead, and lowered her head, as if she had a nightmare.

For a long time, she whispered doubts, as if talking to herself:

"Are you a pervert..."

The room was very quiet late at night, and no one could answer her questions.

She raised the corners of her lips, pulled the quilt back, and lay back, but closing her eyes, the beautiful, lustrous ankle appeared in front of her—

The flawlessness that I saw in the day changed its appearance.

The whiteness around the cross turned red. If you look closely, you will find that there are deep circle marks on it, and the color is so heavy that it can drip and bleed.