Another half a month has passed.

Ling Li had also recovered and returned to school, and the doctor was very puzzled, Ling Li's gunshot wound was healed as quickly as twice as fast as the others, it was incredible! As for Wu Lu's case, there was no clue, Guo Zequn deliberately backlogged it, fearing that a careful investigation would involve his falsification of evidence, so he stopped it.

This time when she returned to school, many people avoided Ling Li, for fear of getting into trouble for herself.

On the evening of December 22, taking advantage of the Saturday and Sunday holidays, Ling Li took a taxi home. Halfway through, there was a light rain outside, and the window was suddenly covered with tear stains, just like her heart, full of scars. In the bumps of the car, she cried silently.

Passing by the delicious restaurant, she couldn't help but stop and walk in. This is the place where she and Hua Yileng ate for the first time, but unexpectedly, it has long been a matter of right and wrong, and tears flow first.

She pushed the door open and stopped in front of the two-seater by the window, where they had once sat facing each other to eat, but that place was already occupied by a couple. The couple threw strange glances at her, as if to say, "What are you looking at when we are eating?"

She took a few steps back, and just stood waiting, waiting, waiting, and twenty minutes later, the couple checked out and left. Before leaving, the woman glanced at Ling Li in disgust, if it weren't for her, they wouldn't have ended so early, it was so annoying to be stared at and eat. Moreover, she always stared at her boyfriend, and her boyfriend seemed to be interested in her, and peeked at Ling Li from time to time. Afraid that her boyfriend's soul would be taken away by the vixen, she had to leave early. In fact, they didn't know that the position where the man sat was Hua Yileng.

She sat down without waiting for the waiter to clean up her things, sitting on the soft chair where Hua Yileng had once sit, looking at the table with a blank gaze. Memories come flooding back to me, and the bits and pieces that happened here, like a movie, were replayed over and over again.

"Hello, Miss, meet again, are you alone?" The waiter Xiaowen asked while packing up her things, she remembered this beauty, and she remembered the handsome guy who came with her, but he didn't come, but this beauty looked like she was out of love, very depressed.

"Yes......" hasn't seen him for half a month, and in the past month, she has only seen him twice, and she can finally understand what it means to live like a year.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Give me a bottle of red wine and two steaks."

"Okay, please wait." Xiaowen wrote it down with a note, two steaks? Maybe the person she was waiting for was coming soon, could it be the handsome guy from before? Ten minutes later, she brought the food, only to see that she was always alone: "Please use it slowly." ”

She drank cup after cup, and only a few sips of the steak on her plate moved.

She looked out the window, the rain was heavier than when it came, it was drenched and cold outside, and the warm candle flame was swaying gently in the shop. She thought about him, but tears dripped down her face......

It's almost ten o'clock, the store is not as warm as just now, there are a lot fewer customers, probably because of the rainy day, the glass is wet and wet, looking out through the glass, the world has become so unreal, hazy obscuring the outside world, because she blocks herself out of the truth, she is like a person who has lost the world, so helpless and hesitant......

She stayed in the delicious restaurant until the restaurant closed, and then she left in a trance, and the bottle of red wine was drunk by her, and she was a little drunk.

Ling Li stood up with her bag and staggered out of the restaurant, and the staff looked at her and watched her leave. The empty street, still oozing with a light breeze and drizzle, stepped out of the delicious restaurant, the street was silent, the wind was blowing, she pulled her collar, and walked on this desolate street, the distant traffic lights reflected on the wet and cold road, dyed with a red light. Drizzling, letting the cold rain run down her hair, her face was intertwined with rain and tears, she couldn't tell the difference between rain and tears, but the salty taste kept surging up from her throat, she only knew the feeling of being sad, and she really didn't know how to describe it......

Before she knew it, she walked to the square, and there was no one in the square.

He hadn't appeared for half a month, and when she saw the place where she had made good memories with him, a line of sad tears cut down her face......

The big clock in the square, which rings at 12 o'clock in the morning......