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"It's so damn boring" Sun Yuhe complained as he took out a bottle of ice drink from the refrigerator.
The sweltering heat for several days has made everyone irritable.
"Where's Ah Hui?"
"Brother Hui hasn't gotten up yet."
"What time is it? Didn't I say that I was going to watch a musical with Huang Xinying" Sun Yuhe frowned, "I'm going out later, go and call him."
The waiter nodded.
At half past six, Huang Xinying received a hangover from Xu Hui.
"Why is this happening" Huang Xinying was slightly dissatisfied.
In the sultry weather, she ran up and down, and it took a lot of effort to get the two best seats from the group leader.
She spent the entire afternoon dressing up, but he looked so listless.
Looking at Xu Hui, "Is it okay?"
Xu Hui said nothing.
"The tickets are all gone, I have to go." Huang Xinying dragged him to the theater.
On the way, Huang Xinying regained her good mood, took Xu Hui's arm, and told him how she got the performance tickets from her competitors.
"When I was busy with the group, she didn't do anything. Now the show is about to start asking for tickets, how can she be embarrassed?"
Her little mouth never stopped, but unfortunately the people around her never responded.
Huang Xinying adapted to Xu Hui's silence and still chattered.
"Thanks to the good relationship between the team leader and me, her money-grabbing plan didn't succeed. I don't know what she thought about getting something for nothing." Huang Xinying hummed, showing off her small victory and little pride to Xu Hui.
"Does she deserve it? She doesn't deserve it at all!"
In the chaos, his eyes flickered.
Not worthy
The sharp claws drilled out from under the brain.
As long as you are still a human being, you deserve to go to hell.
You don¡¯t deserve a good life.
You do not deserve¡¡
The chaotic breathing became heavier.
Shaking her head vigorously, Huang Xinying pulled him inside, "We don't have to wait outside, I'll take you to the backcourt."
There is still some time before the performance, and the backstage is very lively. The actors are taking a rest, some are chatting, and some are singing.
Huang Xinying saw an acquaintance and said to Xu Hui, "Wait for me here while I go say hello."
Xu Hui lowered his head and came to lean against the wall.
In a room behind you, someone was playing a soundtrack, as if they were brewing emotions.
Through a door, people in the room were humming along with the tape.
Through the buzzing in his ears, subtle music penetrated into his ears bit by bit.
After standing for a while, he walked slowly and left the small theater.
Summer insects chirp, the vegetation is fragrant, and the campus is as tender as water at night.
Several classmates coming out of the library were walking past him, carrying schoolbags and talking and laughing.
He stood there for a while, then shuffled back.
godonhigh
heartypray
inmyneed
youhavealwaysbeenthere
The music just now, the vicissitudes and sorrowful voice of Cam Wilkinson are still echoing in my ears.
heisyoung
heisonlyaboy
youcantake
youcangive
Lethimbe
Lethimlive
His steps were weak because his body had been hollowed out.
When passing by her dormitory building, he looked up.