Chapter 148

Shen Yuqing vomited again and again. At the end, she could hardly vomit anything

To be sure, what she vomited was just a mouthful of sour water. No matter how hard her stomach was, there was nothing to vomit.

Shen Yuqing squatted on the ground for a long time, then stood up from the toilet, twisted the faucet, looked at the continuous flow of water, looked up at himself in the mirror, and found that he had already vomited tears on his face.

Shen Yuqing stares at the woman in the mirror. She suddenly feels strange. She can't accept it. Such a woman will be Shen Yuqing herself.

In the past, no matter how sad she was, she would not end up in this predicament. Now, she is thinner than before, and her curled up fingers can clearly see her white joints.

Yes, she has never eaten since she ate that piece of bread at the entrance of the talent market and went to the bar for a drink yesterday. How can her stomach bear it.

Shen Yuqing still remembers that an Yanmo once said to her, "Shen Yuqing, you've lost weight again, but you're not so good-looking. You need to eat more, round... "

Memories of the beginning, full of doting words, through the love of this man.

With those sweet words, he directly took Shen Yuqing's hand and ran to the restaurant. He ordered all her favorite food together. Whether she could finish it or not, he set up a large table in all kinds.

An Yanmo is such a man.

As long as he thought about it and said it, then he will go to realize it and complete it.

Just like before, when Shen Yuqing said she was thin, she would take Shen Yuqing to eat all kinds of delicious food, not just verbal and superficial care.

However, an Yanmo clearly said that he would always be by her side when he married her. This sentence later became like a joke, and an Yanmo, who always said and did, also violated it.

Shen Yuqing now thinks, no matter how good-looking it is, she is abandoned by an Yanmo after all. After the wedding day and night miss with lonely, how can she not thin.

This night's stomachache made Shen Yuqing unable to sleep well. She tossed and turned like she was asleep, but she could clearly hear the wind outside. In winter, the wind is blowing outside the window. With the wind, she has a dream.

That night, Shen Yuqing dreamed that the sky in Shanghai was covered with snow. It was not very big, but the snowflakes were like tiny feathers falling on the dusk streets, shining on the roofs of green tiles and white walls.

This light guides Shen Yuqing to walk along the street. She wants to see if the world behind the light is the world she wants

She looked up at the sky, snowflakes falling on her hair, her eyelashes, the tips of her shoes. Spread out her hand, snowflakes fall on the palm of her hand, she tightly hold, and then open to melt completely.

She stood in the middle of the city, as if standing on the street in old black and white photos, the street was covered with snow. She was standing in the snow, alone.

She saw an Yanmo, who was smiling at her in all kinds of tenderness, wearing a plain down jacket and a blue scarf, walking slowly towards her step by step from the snow in the distance.

Standing in the same place, Shen Yuqing heard the wedding march, remembering the blessings from his relatives and friends when they passed through the center of the church, then remembering the whistle of the train, and then the train slowly went away.

The blue scarf covers the small half of an Yanmo's face, and the snow falls on his shoulder circle after circle. He walks with a smile, as if he wants to get to Shen Yuqing's side quickly. After a while, he speeds up his pace and runs over.

Shen Yuqing looks at it dully and smiles like the crescent moon in the night sky. She smiles like a simple child.

An Yanmo ran closer and closer in her eyes, her pupils dilated and contracted, but an Yanmo did not stand beside Shen Yuqing, but passed her by and ran further behind her.

Shen Yuqing lost her smile, she closed her eyes, tears in her long eyelashes with crystal clear ice. She turned around and yelled: "an Yanmo! An Yanmo

An Yanmo stops and turns his body. His eyes are still warm. He pulls up his face and shows a smile. The smile is so familiar that Shen Yuqing is intoxicated

However, how can the city of Shanghai snow so easily? And how can an Yanmo suddenly appear in Shanghai, in front of her eyes.

When she wakes up from her dream, Dongfang is white. Shen Yuqing touches her stomach, which seems not so uncomfortable. But this dream makes her feel real and makes her feel bitter. Anyanmo finally runs to a place far away from her. They are like two intersecting lines, which are unrelated lines. After crossing, they go to their respective tracks.

Shen Yuqing didn't dare to think about it any more. She simply washed and rinsed. She went downstairs to the convenience store next to the hotel, heated a box of milk, soaked a bowl of instant noodles, and then went back to the hotel.

I was very tired last night because of stomachache and the whole dream. I didn't have the heart to clean up and look for a job, so I went back to sleep.This sleep is very shallow, like a ghost bed, and this is the time for people to travel. The hotel is probably occupied by tourists to Shanghai, and the corridor is very noisy. But even if there was a little noise, she could detect it, but she was too lazy to move. Towards noon, Shen Yuqing slowly opened her eyes, took her wallet, casually put on a down jacket and walked out of the hotel.

After walking about 500 meters, Shen Yuqing went into a bank and took the money and put it in her wallet.

Then, Shen Yuqing walked into a small alley along the stone road. There was a stench in the alley, just like the food that had not been put in the refrigerator for a long time was slowly moldy.

Shen Yuqing couldn't stand the smell, but for the sake of her heart, she still held on, put her hand over her nose and looked at the old buildings.

The big red word "tear down" on the wall seems to tell the story of xiaonongtang. She is also as dusty as she is, and eventually abandoned by people.

Shen Yuqing stood in the corner of the wall and gazed quietly for a while, but her eyes seemed to be dyed by the red. Her eyes were red. She blinked her velvet eyelashes, and a tear was in her eyes. After a long time, the tear did not fall down

However, Shen Yuqing didn't want to leave. This small alley seemed to be a fate for her to encounter, and it also made her sad.

Shen Yuqing thought in her heart that maybe loneliness is their destiny.