"Are you going abroad?" Qiu Qing'an asked while standing there, with a kind of forbearing calm on his face, and the cool eyes that made people frightened and uneasy.

"No. I..." He Yue was panicked, and when he said something, he suddenly had no way to say it. She calmed down and prepared to explain to him again.

"Heyue, if I don't notice, how long are you going to lie to me?" Qiu Qing'an laughed suddenly, his hands hanging on both sides tightened, and the neat paper was wrinkled into a ball.

"I didn't lie to you..." He Yue's eyes were helpless and was about to open his mouth.

"Didn't you lie to me?" He interrupted directly, and a sarcastic curve was drawn from the corner of his mouth, sarcastic.

"Then I'll ask you again, why did you treat me so well?"

He Yue was stunned, staring at his black eyes full of mocking, and something was clearly revealed in his mind.

She suffocated her breathing unconsciously, staring at him in a daze, her lips tightly closed, and she did not dare to make any sound.

This look was undoubtedly accusation in Qiu Qing'an's eyes. The curve of his lips disappeared little by little, and his face was cold.

"It's because of your dad?"

"I feel guilty when I hit someone, so I treat me well and make myself feel better."

"What? Now that love is finished, are you ready to go abroad easily and without any burden?"

This sentence completely knocked Heyue to the bottom of the valley. She felt cold all over her body, and she climbed up from her spine and shook her head instinctively.

"I don't...no, it's not like this..."

"I didn't want to go abroad..." This sentence choked in my throat and finally said it. He Yue was already in tears. The rest was left with no way to speak. It seemed that no matter how she argued, it seemed like she was making excuses for herself, which would only make people even more embarrassing.

When I first approached him, my motivation was impure.

What happened later had long exceeded her expectations.

It is my own fault now.

He Yue's lips opened and closed again, trembled for a few times, and finally became completely silent, his shoulders collapsed slightly, as if he was being tried.

Qiu Qing'an did not wait for her answer. The sentence that he did not want to go abroad became less important. Heyue had already given him the result.

The issue that made him feel like he was in his throat, in so much pain that he finally decided to blind himself and no longer pursue it, at this moment, in a resolute way, tear apart between the two of them bloodily.

Qiu Qing'an stared at the silent person in front of him, threw the paper in his hand to the ground, and asked hard: "Heyue, what do you think of me?"

He pointed at her with his fingers, repeated with gritted teeth, and his eyes turned red.

"What do you think of me?!"

He Yue stood stiffly in place, his ears buzzing, and in a trance, he heard Qiu Qing'an's hatred voice.

"Heyue, you will never feel at ease in your life."

"I hate you."

He Yue finally didn't know how she left Qiu Qing'an's house. A bus happened to be parked on the platform outside. She went up and sat by the window and cried in a panic.

Someone patted her on the shoulder and handed her a tissue. He Yue thanked her in anger. The sadness was like a flood that opened the gate, and it was hard to stop.

I don’t know how long I cried, my mind was dizzy, my eyes were swollen and I couldn’t see anything. The car stopped and the master spoke to her helplessly.

"Miss, I'm at the terminal."

He Yue woke up from the dream, stumbled out of the car, looked around, and didn't know where he was, but the surroundings were desolate.

She sat on the shabby platform, her brain was blank and dazed, as if she had cut off contact with the outside world, in a daze, and lost her ability to think.

The ringtone of the cell phone in her bag awakens her from this state.

After He Yue reacted for a long time, she realized that it was her cell phone ringing. She slowly took it out and saw that Zhao Yuan’s name was displayed on it.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Heyue finally couldn't hold on. As soon as he called out his mother, tears swept over again, and big ones fell from his swollen eyes.

"Mom, I don't want to stay here."

She shrank, covered her mouth, and cried loudly at her phone.

When Heyue came back, he kept locked himself in the room. Aunt Fang came up several times and looked at each other with a look. Finally, he shook his head and waved his hand and turned around.

No one disturbed him. He Yue slept in the dark for a long time, and finally Qin Feiyan came over to knock on the door. He Yue finally got up from the bed and sat in the living room with a haggard look.

"Broken up?" He looked at her for a while, asked, and he nodded.

"It's good, if you drag it on, you will only sink deeper and deeper." Qin Feiyan nodded, his face calm.

The happy eyes suddenly fell on his face, and there was still redness and swelling around his eyes, looking pitiful and embarrassed.

Her face was expressionless, she had a clear pronunciation, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"You told him?"

"I just called him to the restaurant that day." Qin Feiyan was not exposed at all and explained calmly.

"The day you came with Uncle Zhao."

Heyue fell into deep thought.

Although I had guessed almost the same thing, I was still in a daze for a few seconds when I got the affirmative answer.

Qiu Qing'an's abnormality started that night. His subsequent behavior made He Yue feel a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but it was forcibly covered up. He always felt that if he really knew everything, he would question himself angrily.

Then, the peaceful life completely let Heyue put aside his doubts.

She remembered that on the eve of the breakup, when the two went to watch movies and play basketball, Heyue couldn't imagine that Qiu Qing'an had already known the truth.

She wanted to laugh, but she showed an expression that was even worse than crying, and her eyes were wet and blurred again.

So stupid. Even so, I still can't bear to give up on her.

If he hadn't discovered the application form, would this matter be buried in his heart forever, without seeing the light of day, and Heyue would still stay in the illusion he woven without any consciousness.

He tried his best to hide the illusion of sadness, pain, and sorrow.

"Ayue, even if you hate me, I will do this again." Qin Feiyan spoke from the side.

"If he knew the truth and still chose to be with you, I would sincerely bless you. But if you kept hiding this matter, one day it will burst out, and then the pain may double."

"This is my business." He Yue looked at him and paused word by word.

"It's a matter between us. No matter what the final consequences are, it's all about me and him." Heyue realized that her tone was too extreme, took a deep breath, and his attitude was eased a little.

"Brother Feiyan, I can understand your concern for me, but please don't interfere with my life anymore." After saying that, He Yue did not look at Qin Feiyan's stiff face anymore, stood up and walked towards his room.

The matter of going abroad was going very smoothly. Zhao Yuan helped her prepare all the information and came to pick her up in person. In fact, she had prepared behind her back early and even asked someone to contact the school, but she was waiting for He Yue to nod.

At the end of August, Heyue packed her bags and flew to the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Before leaving, she sent a message to the number she had not contacted for a long time.

"I'm leaving. I'm sorry."

The tail of the plane swept across the clouds, leaving a long mark, which was clearly visible under the blue sky.

Qiu Qing'an raised his head and stared at that place. The white track pointed like a long arrow into the distance, and finally dissipated in the clouds.

I don't know which plane carried her to a place he couldn't reach.

The screen of the phone is lit up, and the sentence is still displayed on it.

He murmured.

"I won't forgive you."

It's the new year's enrollment season again.

The freshmen were like little chickens who had just come out of their nest, dragging their suitcases and looking around, their eyes full of curiosity and gaze at the new world.

All my youth is still young.

On the first day of school, the school was extremely lively, with people coming and going everywhere, and the enthusiastic seniors were leading the new students, making a prosperous scene.

Zhou Mi sat on the railing, shook her legs, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, and her gorgeous and beautiful face was full of nonchalance.

"These naive children will soon find that the teacher said in high school that he would be liberated after going to college, which is a complete deception."

"I am a freshman, and I have a high level of thought." He Yue turned his head and smiled and joked.

"That's right, our broken school is very perverted. We have a lot of classes every day. We know clearly that we are in college, but we don't know that we thought we were in the third year of high school!"

He smiled but said nothing, but Zhou Mi asked her curiously.

"Yueyue, how are you going to school abroad? Are you as perverted as us?"

"It's pretty good, but I'm very busy when I'm busy. The teacher often doesn't understand the lecture at the beginning, but it's much better later."

"Then are you happy to live with your mom?"

"Well, happy, she stays at home during holidays, unlike my dad, who doesn't see anyone all day." He Yue inevitably remembered the past, nodded, looked into the distance, and repeated.

“It’s really good.”

"That's good." Zhou Mi withdrew her gaze and sighed softly.

"We are pretty good too, that..." She hesitated for a while and said, "Qiu Qing'an is pretty good too."

He Yue's body paused, and in a moment, the sound came very lightly.

"Mimi, can I go to his school?"
To be continued...