"Let's... break up." When Xia Yao said these words, his face was a little pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The coffee in his hand is steaming, and the tips of the fingers holding the coffee cup have been burned slightly red.

Sitting across him, Zhou Du stared at Xia Yao expressionlessly, and asked in an unhappy tone, "What do you mean."

Xia Yao lowered his head and did not answer.

Zhou Du stared at him for a long time, and said in a gloomy tone:

"I'm asking you what you mean."

Xia Yao took a deep breath and said gently, "Zhou Du, I don't like you anymore, let's break up."

"Don't like me?" Zhou Du's eyes were cold, and he said aggressively: "Why didn't you say you didn't like me when you forced me to be with you in your senior year? Don't like me? You've been with me for seven years, and now you're telling me that you don't like me anymore?"

Zhou Du's remarks were like a sharp knife, stabbing Xia Yao's heart and slowly bringing the filth in his heart out in the broad daylight.

It was true that he used the means to force Zhou Du to stay with him, but after so many years, he knew that he had done something wrong. If a person does not love you, it is useless to force him to stay by your side.

He now realizes his mistake, so he wants to let Zhou Du go.

After listening to Zhou Du's words quietly, Xia Yao tightened the fingers holding the coffee cup slightly, lowered his head, and repeated softly: "I'm going to break up with you."

" Shut up !" Zhou Du suddenly stood up from the chair. He got up, "Do you think it's a pleasure for me to be with you?" He raised his voice, and the eyes of the people around him immediately gathered on both of them.

"What are you looking at!" Zhou Du shouted at the onlookers, then grabbed the jacket on the backrest and walked out.

As soon as Zhou Du left, Xia Yao's straightened back suddenly bent down, his eyes were a little moistened by the mist rising from the coffee, and he blinked vigorously.

What he didn't expect was that Zhou Du didn't step outside the door but instead turned around and came to stand beside him.

Xia Yao looked at Zhou Du who appeared in front of him again with a bit of surprise.

Zhou Du looked a little impatient and said to Xia Yao: "What are you doing sitting stupidly here? Let's go home!"

Xia Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I... will go back by myself."

"Go back by yourself?"

Zhou Du's tone rose again, "How can you go back with so much snow outside? You still have to live with me after you go back." Xia Yao slowly got up from the chair and followed Zhou Du with his head down.

As soon as the two of them walked to the entrance of the coffee shop, Zhou Du stopped again. He frowned as he watched the heavy snow flying outside, pulled the scarf off his neck, turned, and put it on Xia Yao's neck. Before Xia Yao spoke again, he turned and opened the glass door of the coffee shop, and walked into the heavy snow.

The heating in the car was fully turned on, and the smell of Zhou Du on the scarf slowly wrapped around the tip of Xia Yao's nose in the narrow space. He lowered his head and buried half of his face in the scarf around his neck.

They were silent all the way when the car stopped at a red light intersection, Zhou Du asked. "How long"?

"What"?

"I asked you how long the separation? I know, it's a lie that you have lost interest in me, Then Why? For what, because I didn't spend Christmas with you the other day? I said that there was something that day, and that night I was really in the company, working overtime. I have a holiday on New Year's Day, and then we will go out together again—"

"Zhou Du." Xia Yao Interrupted him aloud, "Do you... love me?" He turned his head to look at Zhou Du, and asked softly.

Zhou Du's ear tips suddenly turned red. He coughed and said, "Why are you talking about this?" Then he suddenly reacted, hooking his mouth and quickly glanced at Xia Yao next to him, and then turned his head to look ahead and said, "Do you want to hear this? Really, how do you look like a little girl, you are so grown-up, and you still talk about love and love all day long--"

"You, Do you love me?" Xia Yao interrupted him again.

"You, if you want to hear it, then I love you." Zhou Du squeezed the fingers of the steering wheel firmly.

Xia Yao turned his head in despair, and said softly: "I see ."

The snow was getting heavier and heavier as if it wanted to obliterate the city. Xia Yao felt a little tight in his chest, so he opened the car window slightly, and the cold wind poured in from the car window.

"You're not cold?." Zhou Du reached out and raised the heating in the car a few degrees.

As soon as Xia Yao was about to close the car window again, from the corner of his eye he saw Zhou Du's frightened expression while throwing himself over him.

With a "boom", Xia Yao lost consciousness before he even had time to feel the pain.

The surrounding area was very noisy, Xia Yao felt that he can't breathe, he seems to be lying on a table, many people are talking, but he can't hear a word.

When he opened his eyes with all his strength, he found that there was no one around him.

In the empty classroom, only the electric fan was spinning, and Xia Yao stared at the blackboard in front of him blankly. The setting sun dyed Xia Yao, who was sitting alone in the classroom, a layer of gold rims through the window.

This is... his classroom?

Why did he appear in his classroom? Isn't he with Zhou Du on the way home?

Xia Yao stretched out his hand and looked at his palm. The watch on his wrist caught his attention. He hurriedly raised his arm to the front, and the time displayed on his watch was -

17:30 on September 12, 2008.

This date made Xia Yao feel a little familiar, and he suddenly realized that this year was the year he was in his third year of high school, and this day happened to be his eighteenth birthday.

Birthday...

Xia Yao had no time to think about why he returned to high school. He hurriedly opened his seat and looked for a diary.

There was no grey diary in his seat.

That was in Zhou Du's seat. He remembered on his birthday this year, he stuffed the confession diary into Zhou Du's seat.

Xia Yao straightened up quickly, walked quickly to Zhou Du's seat, and then opened his drawer.

No. It's not here as well

Xia Yao lowered his waist and turned Zhou Du's seat in and out several times without finding the diary.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Someone suddenly yelled at the door.

Xia Yao looked up from Zhou Du's seat in a panic and saw Wang Hao standing at the door of the classroom at a glance.

Wang Hao quickly walked to Xia Yao's side, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside from Zhou Du's seat.

He looked at Xia Yao up and down, and asked with a dark face, "What are you doing, are you stealing something."

"I..." Xia Yao was just about to explain, and Zhang Yang and Zhou Du, who followed Wang Hao, walked in from the door.

Wang Hao quickly pointed to Xia Yao and said to Zhou Du, " just turn through your drawer to see if anything is missing."

Zhou Du's eyes instantly fell on Xia Yao.

"I didn't." Xia Yao quickly explained, "I lost my thing, and I was just looking for that thing."

"Eh, what do you mean, why did you turn through the drawers of Zhou Du if you lost something? Could it be that you think that Zhou Du stole your thing?"

Zhang Yang quickly pulled Wang Hao and motioned him not to say anymore.

Zhou Du took a meaningful look at Xia Yao and asked: "What did you lose."

"A book."

"Heh." Wang Hao let out a sneer, "Who would want your book."

Zhou Du did not respond to Wang Hao. He continued to look at Xia Yao and asked, "What book?"

"A... notebook with a gray cover, very old, and no signature on it."

Xia Yao pulled the corners of his clothes nervously. He remembered that Zhou Du didn't see the diary that year. He put it in Zhou Du's drawer after school and was discovered by his buddy Wang Hao. He was taken away by Wang Hao at the time. And was a beaten in the toilet, and then the matter was gone.

Later, Zhou Du found that he was beaten by Wang Hao. And, he offered a drink to him, saying that he was apologizing to him on behalf of Wang Hao. It was also at that time that he came into contact with Zhou Du.

He had a crush on Zhou Du for two years, but he didn't dare to say a word to him. When he exhausted his life's strength to put the diary full of love words about Zhou Du in his drawer, the protagonist didn't seem to find it.

"Did you see it?" Xia Yao's voice trembled slightly.

"No." Zhou Du spit out two words faintly, and then asked, "Why do you think your notebook appears in my drawer?"

Xia Yao opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it. Could he tell Zhou Du, That he put the book in his seat on purpose?

Zhou Du glanced at him, and when he saw that he didn't answer, he didn't delve into it. He picked up the school bag on the side and said to Wang Hao: "Going home."

"Eh? Just go home? Don't you want to play today?"

"not play"

The classroom was calm again.

After Zhou Du got home, he took out a notebook from his schoolbag.

He stared at the gray diary for a while and then stuffed it into the desk drawer.

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