There is a disease called fear of winter

Zhisu lay on the table uncomfortably in class, those photos flashed in her mind, lips to lips, and memories emerged like sea water. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once, there were people who kissed mouth-to-mouth with people downstairs in her house, or it was not a kiss, but a bite, and that person was his father and now his mother. When her parents were not divorced, the two blatantly had a tryst downstairs in their house, and she was holding the five yuan that her mother bought her for soy sauce, and she stood at the entrance of the stairs, staring at the lovers kissing passionately.

As soon as class ended, Xinyan ran to the toilet to call her cousin and yelled at him: "You are still involved with that woman, and you still do that kind of thing?" Shen Xuyao, if you don't explain it to me clearly today, I'll break off your friendship! ”

"I'm busy right now, I'll call you later." He is also worried about these photos, but because he was arranged to attend the press conference next to her, why did he cause so much trouble?

"You...... You bastard! Before Xinyan could scold, she heard a busy sound from there.

She hurried back to the classroom, asked the teacher for leave, and sent Zhisu back to the dormitory. And Zhisu kept dragging her phone, trying to receive even a one-word explanation, but no. Until she climbed into bed and lay down, there was still not a single text message from him on her phone.

Xinyan saw that she was waiting for her cousin's reply like autumn water, so she called Shen Xuyao frantically under the pretext of going to the toilet, but no one answered.

Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! Men don't cherish it when they get it, and they don't even say a word of explanation, okay Shen Xuyao, if you ask me to do something in the future, I will pay you back, I am a puppy!

She was so angry that she turned off her phone, and when she turned around, she saw Zhisu covering herself in the quilt.

Annoyed, she turned on the computer, but saw the headline on the front page was "Fang Yiren and Shen Shao's kiss photos in K City flowed out". It's all nonsense reporters, and they still "leak out", as if the two have had an adulterous affair for a long time, it's obviously an accident, okay?

She couldn't help but click on it to take a look, the content was no different from what she saw in class, but there were a lot of comments from netizens:

Oh oh oh, my goddess, finally announced the relationship! Congratulations on sprinkling flowers!!

Oh my God, I can only bless the talented woman!

No wonder the goddess will take this scene, or make a cameo, it turns out that the drunkard doesn't mean to drink!

Bless a couple and give us a little prince or princess to play with as soon as possible!

……

The bottom was full of blessed comments, Xinyan looked more and more angry, and held back her stomach to complain. So she went up and posted a remark, but unfortunately there were a lot of people who sprayed her, and it didn't take long for her to find out that her trumpet was blocked by the bar owner.

This landlord can't be the water army invited by Fang Slut, right? Xinyan was so angry that she clenched her hands into fists and trembled, I don't know if Zhisu saw it.

Hey, it's all on the front page of netizens, how could Zhisu not see it?

At this time, Zhisu was indeed turning on her mobile phone in the quilt, and when she saw those beautiful words, her heart hurt so much, she couldn't lift her chest in one breath, and she had to use her hands to calm herself.

After swiping the page, she found that there were still people behind her who blew up the photos of her and Shen Xuyao last time, and compared her with Fang Yiren. Whether it is appearance, dress, fame, etc., every aspect is trying to belittle her, and some people even accuse her of being a junior, and P her photos are either full of knives or black ink.

In the end, Zhisu found that her photos on the Internet were all smeared so that she couldn't see her face clearly. She thought it would be good that no one would recognize her, so she covered the quilt, and silent tears fell down her cheeks, wetting a large chunk of the pillow on both sides.

Every night, Zhisu has a lot of dreams, all of them are pictures of two people kissing together, she is standing next to her, there are father and mother, there are also him and Fang Yiren. Later, there were photos of him and her that were turned into big-character posters, which were full of knife marks and swear words, and a basin of sewage was splashed on her head, so cold, but she couldn't wake up.

That kind of dream, intermittently, she woke up, her feet were shockingly cold, she touched her eyes, and they were still wet.

The night was dark, and her feet were as cold as iron, and no matter how much she used a hot water bottle, she couldn't cover them.

She thought she might be sick, a disease of fear of winter.

It was so coincidental that he called twice; She didn't get it, and he didn't hit again. After a few days, the film and television drama finally started filming, and a few scenes were selected in the ancient town where the two traveled last time.

In order to stir up the heat, the director also asked Shen Xuyao and even Guan Shu to show their faces in the promotional video, and this time the news report turned out to be "Shen Shao in K City visited Fang Yiren at night", and also wrote the rumors vividly, as if something really happened to the two.

Zhisu started the library, classrooms, and cafeteria again, she didn't go back to the dormitory much, and she didn't come back until half past ten every night, and the time when the whole school was powered off at eleven o'clock.

Xinyan wanted to talk to her, but she couldn't meet anyone, and even when she found that Zhisu was silent and in a daze, she would be distracted even if she sometimes asked her about the scope of the exam.

"Zhisu, what are you busy with every day?"

"Uh......" Zhisu was soaking her feet, and when she looked up, she saw Xinyan staring at her, "What did you just say?" ”

"I ask you what you are doing every day, and you can't see anyone?"

"Oh, review, the Japanese double degree exam is coming soon."

"Ah-yes, I'm going to hand in a couple of papers soon," she scratched her hair frantically, "it's over, I haven't even thought about the topic, I'm going to stay up all night, Zhisu, lend me your charging lamp." ”

"Okay." She wiped her feet, poured the water out, and her phone flashed as she climbed into bed.

It was Shen Xuyao's text message, asking her if she had slept.

She replied: Getting ready for bed.

After sending a text message, the power went out in the dormitory, Xinyan yelled, she was still squatting in the toilet, and she didn't even play with her mobile phone in order to read a book in a race against time, but unfortunately the power went out after only turning a page.

Zhisu stared at the ceiling in a daze, tossing and turning for several positions, but finally failed to fall asleep, and tossed her feet cold.

The mobile phone did not ring again, she hid in the quilt and went on QQ and WeChat, but there was no information. Eventually, she turned off her phone and leaned sideways against the wall, trying to find some safety and warmth, but her back and feet were still cold.

She thought that the quilt issued by the school might not be warm enough, and she would ask Senior Sister Mi to find a short-term part-time job tomorrow, otherwise she might not be able to survive this winter.