Chapter 22 Chapter 7 Panic Wang Haiyan (4)

Chapter 7 Panic Wang Haiyan (4) it's dark. I don't know if it's getting dark abnormally fast today, or I'm ignoring the passage of time.I didn't look at my watch when I got on the bus here, and I didn't look at my watch when I got here, and I didn't look at my watch when I was with Qin Yu—this period of time passed abnormally fast, but also abnormally slow.I almost completely forgot the passing of every minute and second, but simply and very clearly felt that Qin Yu's attention on me was rushing away with an unimaginable speed.I seem to be living in a strange world, where there is no time, only the sound of the river flowing in the same direction.Until now, I pushed Qin Yu into the car back to the city, heard the sound of the motor starting, and felt the wheels vibrate under my feet, and I returned to the original world; I raised my wrist to my ear, Listen to the regular "tick" sound of the minute and second hands, trying to calm down your panic.

Although I have persuaded Qin Yu and took him on the way home, I didn't feel any better because of it, nor did my panic subside.I vaguely feel: between me and him, there is something now - something, or someone... I can't tell.Once the panic has broken ground, it begins to grow endlessly, and it won't stop, let alone shrink.I was terrified, growing up so big, I had never trembled so much.Last time my tablemate died, I was also afraid, but I can admit her leaving, and I can accept it—no matter how difficult it is; but now, I can’t admit that he is leaving, I refuse to accept his leaving, I miss him Stay, I want him to stay, stay—but there's nothing I can do.As soon as he got into the car, he avoided me far away. I stood in the frontmost place, behind the driver, and he stood by the back door; I didn't have the courage to approach him, because I knew that he would run away again, escape further.

It was getting darker.In the urban area, now should be the busiest time, strings and strings of neon lights have been lit up, lovers should start dating—my sister probably smeared her lips again, and hurried to the disco, right?But here I am - an old car driving on a dark road, driving straight ahead, seeing almost the same scenery on both sides, almost thinking that the car will never stop - that's fine, no matter how far away , at least with him - as soon as we got out of the car, I felt like we were really going our separate ways. I stood all the way, staring blankly at the shadows outside the car window.The headlights hit the roadside trees, and the lower half of the trunk was covered with mottled white paint. When the light shined on it, it faintly emitted a bluish-white light, which was so shiny that it was somewhat translucent.There are buzzing voices in my ears—mostly with foreign accents; in front of my eyes are the endless black shadows of unfamiliar houses, shrubs, and fields, breathing gently in the early summer breeze.The street lights on the side of the road were extremely far apart, and the lights in the car were not turned on. My whole body seemed to be soaked in darkness forever, without relief.I wish the car hadn't stopped - I didn't want to get out of the car, I wanted to spend a little more time with him, even if it didn't make sense.

I've been making up my mind to ask him a question, and I've been waiting for that resolution to come.I really want to ask him: "What the hell is inserted between us? What?"