Second Hand Love Letter

The wind suddenly blew from the side of the rooftop, dazzling the loose hair of the two of them.

Obviously it was a simple look, but Shi Ran had the illusion that he had strayed into Chen Ruoyu's territory.

But she clearly came to this place first.

Shi Ran looked at Chen Ruoyu's gaze, and was not intimidated like Sun Lian was.

Compared with the subordinate relationship that has not yet been connected, the most recent relationship between her and Chen Ruoyu is the object of a one-night stand.

Ambiguous and estranged, it was temporarily closed on this small rooftop.

Shi Ran calmly took out her cigarette case from his coat pocket, waved at the woman who was looking at him, and said, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

When Chen Ruoyu heard the words, she retracted her gaze from Shi Ran, and stood in front of the railing with an indifferent expression. She didn't know where her cold gaze fell.

This reaction inevitably reminded Shi Ran of the scene when she closed her eyes in bed this morning.

Don't speak, don't answer.

Shi Ran is not someone who has to earn an answer for anything, and Chen Ruoyu will take it as her tacit consent if she doesn't say anything.

Shi Ran took a slender lady's cigarette from the cigarette case, and skillfully sandwiched it between the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

The silver-white square lighter made a crisp "da", and the blue outer flame wrapped in the crimson flame kissed the cigarette.

The silent flame slowly burned the white cigarette rod into gray as the woman's red lips sucked gently, and the smoke disappeared in the air with the smell of mint.

Shi Ran kept a friendly distance with Chen Ruoyu, leaning on the cold railing. The long hair is half-covered, casual but in a variety of styles, and there is a bit of unnoticed melancholy written in the drooping pupils.

Chen Ruoyu: "She doesn't understand."

A cold voice sounded from the quiet rooftop, Shi Ran was stunned, but quickly realized who Chen Ruoyu was talking about.

She lit the ashes on the cigarette **** with her index finger, looked up at Chen Ruoyu, and replied, "She used to do modeling before, but it was still children's modeling, and the crisis experiment will be finished sooner or later in her hands."

"A hundred-footed worm, die without being stiff." Chen Ruoyu said calmly.

Shi Ran heard the words, and the unwillingness in his eyes showed all: "But I never imagined that it actually committed suicide from the inside."

Chen Ruoyu looked at it and asked, "You have been playing crisis experiments for seven or eight years, right?"

Shi Ran nodded, "Seven years."

"You can let it go."

Shi Ran understood what Chen Ruoyu meant, but did not answer.

Leaning on the railing, she put the half cigarette in her hand back to her lips, and took another breath.

Shi Ran's eyes were filled with smoke. She remembered that on her twenty-fifth birthday not long ago, she was happy for a number for a long time.

That is "seven".

She liked Song Yi for seven years and was with him.

She played Crisis Experiment for seven years and is still working on the art team of Crisis Experiment.

But in the blink of an eye, these two things are like this smoke, and it dissipates with the wind.

Shi Ran didn't know when he went from coexisting with the "crisis experiment" unswervingly to becoming a rebel who now stands on the same front as Xiaoba and Ajiu and seeks a way out.

Most emotions cannot stand repeated torment.

She was like this with Song Yi, and it was the same with Crisis Experiment.

At this point, neither of them spoke.

The smoke in Shi Ran's hand burned silently in this space, and the world became silent.

Maybe it was because they felt that the two of them were too quiet now, or maybe it was because they didn't like to keep "giving up" in their minds, and Shi Ran took the initiative to ask: "What are you going to do next? MMORPG?"

"No, make cards." Chen Ruoyu replied.

Shi Ran thought for a while after hearing this: "The kind of Hearthstone?"

"Yeah." Chen Ruoyu nodded.

She looked at the half-lit cigarette in Shi Ran's hand, crossed the ethereal smoke, and asked, "Are you interested?"

It was like a trap that a hunter had carefully laid out for a long time, and finally Shi Ran, the little fox, walked in unsuspectingly.

The wind circled around and blew from the other side of the rooftop, blowing Shi Ran's long hair behind his ears.

She looked at Chen Ruoyu who asked this sentence in front of her, and was startled.

This little fox, who was at ease in the office, could not tell for a while whether Chen Ruoyu was asking if she was interested in her game or if she was interested in going to her studio.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, there was a sound of the phone vibrating on the rooftop.

Chen Ruoyu neatly took out the mobile phone in her pocket and put it to her ear.

After the people over there said something to her, she simply replied, "Well, I'll go back now."

Chen Ruoyu cut off the phone and was about to speak to Shi Rangang, but was interrupted by Shi Ran.

Not like a leader, but an old classmate, Shi Ran raised his hand holding a cigarette and waved to Chen Ruoyu, "I see, bye bye busy man."

With Shi Ran's movements, the wind lifted the long curly hair on the side of her face, adding a bit of laziness to Misty Smoke.

Chen Ruoyu looked at the fox eyes that Shi Ran raised towards her, and there was a calm ripple in her calm pupils.

Then Zhou Yuan in the office received a group message: [Chen Ruoyu: Today's coffee, please. 】

The sun is warm and the sky is clear.

It has been cloudy for several weekends in a row. This week, S City ushered in a rare sunny weekend, and the people in the sun are warm.

Shi Ran didn't feel like she couldn't get up from her extra comfortable new bed. She got up early this morning to put on makeup and went out with a large suitcase.

The taxi that had been reserved stopped on time at the downstairs of the loft apartment where Shi Ran lives now. The attentive driver wanted to help Shi Ran carry his luggage, but from a distance, he saw this brightly dressed beauty put the suitcase in with one hand. in the trunk.

Shi Ran smiled at the surprised look the driver gave her, "Empty."

Shi Ran's trip was not to see that the weather was good today and carry her luggage for an outing, but to take away all the things she left in the house she rented with Song Yi.

She wanted to take advantage of Song Yi to go out to sketch, and quickly move all the things she left there back to her current home. Otherwise, Song Yi always thought that this breakup with her was just a joke, and in a few days, she would go home with the cake she ordered and her homework to wait for her.

For this reason, Shi Ran made an appointment for her younger brother Shi Yu to come and help at the expense of a kaiseki meal.

Although Shi Ran doesn't go out for an outing today, there are indeed many families who go out for an outing today.

The driver looked at the lights in front of them that were on and off, and complained about today's road conditions along with the radio, but Shi Ran was not irritated.

She is distracted.

Shi Ran was a child without a family since he was a child. His father did not love his mother, and he was sent to his grandmother's house in the countryside as soon as he was born.

Grandma was an old-fashioned and dogmatic little old lady, and Shi Ran was a "bad girl" who was born to be rebellious. The two fought wits and courage, and the relationship finally eased up, and the little old lady left again.

When Shi Ran was taken home, there was already a younger brother, Shi Yu, who was about the same age as him.

He was held by his parents in the palm of his hand. Since he was a child, he was the only one who gave people the color, and no one else gave him.

Fortunately, Shi Yu didn't grow crooked in this home made up of a nouveau riche father and mother Dodder, and even added some angel buffs, helping Shi Ran a lot over the years.

But despite this, from the outsider's point of view, the Shi family consists of a family of three and a wild girl who was raised by a grandmother in the countryside.

That's why Shi Ran always wanted a home that belonged to her.

Even if it's small, it's the same as the loft she lives in now.

After being with Song Yi, she really regarded the house she and Song Yi rented in the university town as home.

She bought a bunch of large and small items to make the home as warm as possible. She did have a brief warm-up with Song Yi in that house.

Short to maybe a few days, less than a week.

Because Shi Ran still remembers a table of dishes she made on the weekend to celebrate living together with Song Yi, and the fate of them being thrown into the trash.

Thinking of Shi Ran being warmed by the sun directly above, his mood fell again.

If you go astray, how can you achieve perfection?

The driver also heard Shi Ran's low sigh, and took the initiative to say: "Do you want to go to school, little girl? Look at you, from the Academy of Fine Arts, right? Is painting very hard?"

"No. I've graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. I'm going to the rented house to pack my things." Shi Ran answered briefly and took out a small piece of bread from his pocket.

For Shi Ran, cigarettes can relieve worries, and so can small bread.

"Is this a job after graduation? The rent of the house in the high-tech zone is not cheap, right?" the driver asked again.

"I bought it." Shi Ran replied, with a lot of unexplainable gloom in his eyes.

This was originally a surprise she wanted to give Song Yi, but it became the backing for her not embarrassed after she left decisively that day.

The driver master couldn't understand Shi Ran's thoughts, and when he heard "bought it", he sighed: "The little girl now is really amazing!"

Just before he finished speaking, he analyzed the house like ordinary uncles and aunts: "But the loft's house doesn't keep its value. It's not worthwhile for commercial water and electricity. But it's okay for you young people to live, it's safe, and there's more Stairs are great for exercise, right?"

Shi Ran felt a pain in his heart when he heard the last sentence of the driver, and nodded with a wry smile: "Yes."

If she knew that she would have to climb up and down every day when she lived in the loft, she would never have made such a quick decision in the first place.

The driver's master is a very talkative person. With the gap of loft, he chatted with Shi Ran about the recent house price.

The car stopped and went along with the traffic, and the driver's topic around the house also changed one after another. Just when he was talking about reselling second-hand school district houses, the house that Shi Ran and Song Yi rented appeared in her line of sight. middle.

Fortunately, with the driver's master on the way, Shi Ran's depressed mood was much better. When paying the fare, she also collected the whole amount for the driver, one hundred and forty-three, and she paid one hundred and five.

The wind swirls the dead leaves and makes a rustling sound, and the mottled doorway of the old community is flashing with light bulbs with poor contact.

Returning to the place where he once lived, Shi Ran took a breath and walked into the unit door with the suitcase in hand.

Once you have entered the poor lane, you should know your way back and stop your losses in time.

It's just that Shi Ran didn't expect today that she would feel so regretful when she opened the door.

A slender, strange woman was sitting in a home that should have been empty.

She leaned slightly, and the sleeves of her sweater rolled up to reveal a slender, snow-white arm, and there seemed to be bloodstains where the light fell.

And Song Yi was squatting beside her, giving her medicine.

The cotton swab gently rolled across the bloodshot skin, and Song Yi's eyes were filled with concentration and tension.

- Concentration and tension that never belonged to Shi Ran.

The balcony door was open, revealing the chaos all over the place. The succulent landscape pot that was originally placed on the flower stand fell to the ground for some reason, and the delicate petals were sticking to the soil, which looked particularly embarrassed.

"Does it hurt? Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault, it's all her fault. I already said that this succulent is not suitable to be placed on a flower shelf, but she insisted on putting it here, and an accident happened today. , she is always like this, not careful when doing things..."

"Shi Ran, your pot of succulent is so beautiful! You can put it here, and watch it on the balcony at night, and you will feel much better!"

Song Yi is now intertwined with the voices of the past, piercing into Shi Ran's ears.

She just stood at the door and watched, never feeling that the light could let her see through everything like it does today.

The cold wind silently slipped into the house through the open door, expelling the warm heat one by one.

Song Yi was about to wonder how the door she closed opened, but she saw Shi Ran standing at the door with a suitcase.

The concentration and tenderness that was still written on Song Yi's face just now turned into surprise and panic, and half of the words were stuck in her throat.

She clenched the cotton swab in her hand tightly, stepped forward to grab Shi Ran's hand, and said, "Shi Ran, it's not what you think."