The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 da da da da da da, the dark clouds outside the window have been brewing for so long and are finally willing to let down the accumulated rainwater.

　　 Scattered drops of water smashed a small piece of water on the ground, which was quickly absorbed by the dry road.

　　 The rain gradually increased, and the color of the concrete pavement gradually deepened. The water droplets seemed to be connected in a line in mid-air. Sitting by the window, you could not even see the faces of passers-by below.

　　 The rain has changed from pattering to torrential rain in less than thirty seconds, and it was caught off guard.

　　 "In short, I can definitely take care of myself in life, don't worry."

　　 Ai Liang retracted his gaze and turned on the phone to look at the time, it was almost half past five.

　　 The departure time of the ticket is six o'clock.

　　 "Are there any questions? If not, I should almost go to the station."

　　 Ai Liang carried the travel bag on his back: "You don't need to come to send me off, you guys should go back soon, after all, it is rainstorm, and you may catch a cold in summer."

"and many more!"

　　 When Ai Liang got up, Yue Qihua asked, "...Will you come back?"

　　 Everyone was attracted by Ai Liang's confession and life experience. When they were fighting against Ai Liang's life experience, they subconsciously ignored Ai Liang's departure.

　　 The moment he put on his backpack, Yue Qihua suddenly reacted. Is this going to be a farewell?

　　 "If there are no special changes, I will probably live there forever."

　　 "Always...live on?"

　　 Yang Xingyue's expression was a bit sluggish, she subconsciously wanted to refute.

　　 But recalling Ai Liang's confession just now, he couldn't say a word, and could only use his fingers to firmly grasp Ai Liang's clothes corner.

　　 "Taxis are hard to find in this weather, so make an appointment as soon as possible."

　　 Ai Liang put her hand on the smooth back of Yang Xingyue's hand, gently splitting her fingers one by one.

　　 Ai Liang is gone.

　　 Yang Xingyue stared at the stairs in a daze.

　　 The atmosphere on the table returned to a stalemate.

　　 "Sister Hua, Ai Liang is going to leave soon, and doesn't plan to come back, what are you going to do?"

　　 Fang Xiaoxiao asked Yue Qihua.

　　 And Yue Qihua has been staring at the table, silly, she doesn't know if she listened.

　　 "Although you can contact with your mobile phone, it is always difficult to meet. What do you plan to do? Continue like this?"

　　 Yue Qihua still did not answer.

　　 "Xingyue, what do you think?" Fang Xiaoxiao saw that Yue Qihua kept silent and threw the question to Yang Xingyue.

　　 "After three years of high school, do you plan to continue to linger? Or do you want to give up this relationship?"

　　 Yang Xingyue, like Yue Qihua, looked at the stairs where Ai Liang left as if time had been frozen.

　　 The two people's performance like a stone man aroused Fang Xiaoli's dissatisfaction.

　　 "I'm back!"

Fang slapped a stingy slap on the table. This slap took a lot of effort. She managed to endure the pain and said, "Do whatever you want, say whatever you want, this is the last chance! "

　　 The bodies of the two of them shook suddenly, and they looked at each other together, and what caught their eyes was Ma Yu's taxi order.

　　 "It's already past five o'clock, and Xiao Ai's ticket is at six o'clock, so I must hurry up to do something."

　　 Ma Yu put away the phone and said.

　　………………

　　 Ai Liang walked alone on the pedestrian street holding an umbrella.

　　 Although it is rainy weather, the pedestrians on the road are like programmers' hair, sparse but not without.

　　 ticked, the feet wrapped by the power of mind stepped on the thin puddles and made a slight crisp sound. This is a traveler’s ballad.

　　 Bang la la, raindrops fell from the air and hit the concrete road. This is the accompaniment of drifters.

　　 Ai Liang boarded the bus, and it happened to be off work now, so the bus was crowded.

The umbrella was dripping with water and wet the trousers of strangers. I don’t know whose clothes were left with the scent of laundry detergent. Under low-temperature air-conditioning, you can clearly feel the heat emitted by other people, and the air-conditioning with a strange smell Blowing on the top of the head and stroking the hair.

　　 Outside the car, under the rain, the traffic continued to flow.

　　The tires rubbed against the ground with stagnant water and splashed with waves of gray. Pedestrians walked in the rain with colorful umbrellas, adding a touch of color to the bleak streets.

　　 They make this gray world look less dark.

　　 swaying, Ai Liang got off the train at the station. He held the umbrella and took the ticket at the ticket gate.

　　 Then Ai Liang opened the backpack and took the hermit's knife out of the bag. Don't put it on the waistband, so that the backpack can go through the security check.

　　 About twenty minutes before boarding the bus, Ai Liang found a seat near the ticket gate, sat down and closed his eyes for a nap, quietly waiting for the car to arrive.

　　 If nothing matters, no one would choose to ride in this kind of weather.

　　 And no matter where you want to go at this point, it's time to get into the night when you get there.

　　Therefore, there are very few people in the waiting hall. Apart from Ai Liang, there is only an old man sleeping with his bag and eyes closed and a young woman carrying a satchel.

　　 The faint snoring sound of the old man and the light music played on the cell phone of the young woman echoed in the quiet waiting hall.

　　 The raindrops hit the outside of the air conditioner quickly and eagerly, accompanied by the faint music from the young women’s mobile phones and the refreshing breeze from the ticket gates from time to time.

　　 All this makes people can’t help but get a good night’s sleep.

　　 Maybe it was because he was about to get out of the shackles, or the environment in the waiting hall was too comfortable, and Ai Liang rarely felt a trace of sleepiness.

　　 Step on, Step on.

　　 This sleepiness quickly disappeared.

　　 The sound of rapid footsteps came from the security checkpoint.

　　The steps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of Ai Liang.

　　 Listening to the slight gasp in front of him, Ai Liang opened his eyes. It was Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue.

　　 "Did you come to see me off? It's better to go home in such a heavy rain outside."

　　 Ai Liang looked at the two of them with a light sigh, and then handed over two handkerchiefs with both left and right hands, but no one took it.

　　 Yang Xingyue took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. Not far away, Xiaoxiao and Ma Yu didn't come over~www.wuxiahere.com~ just watched them quietly.

　　 The old man slept farther away and slept more deadly. He didn't hear the movement here, and the young girl quietly looked at Ai Liang and the three through the cover of her mobile phone.

　　 This kind of scene is like the heroine in a romance drama with the help of a friend and finally catches up with the heroine before boarding the plane after untold hardships.

　　 Except for the heroine, it’s a little weird.

　　 "Ai Liang."

　　 Yang Xingyue spoke first.

　　 "Is there anything else?"

　　 1.8-meter Ai Liang stood up and looked down at her face slightly.

　　 Maybe it was a taxi in the rain. Yang Xingyue’s hair was a bit moist, part of the hair was tied together, and her bangs were tightly attached to her face, but this did not affect her appearance, instead she felt like a beauty going out in the bath.

　　 "I won't ask you if you can stay, because even if I ask, you won't answer, right?"

　　 Yang Xingyue had a bitter smile on her face, and her voice was so weak that she was easily covered up by the rainstorm.

　　 "Yeah." Ai Liang's expression did not change, and he hummed as if replying.

　　 "Ai Liang, do you know that you and Huahua have always been the first and second in our class, and they have always thrown my third place far away, as if there is a sky away."

　　 Yang Xingyue began to talk about when everyone was just assigned to a class.

　　 "To be honest, I have been hit by Huahua since I was a child. I didn't intend to take the exam very well at the beginning. I was satisfied that my previous grades were barely mixed into the experimental middle school and Huahua went to the same school."

　　 Ai Liang didn't interrupt her or chime in to agree, maintaining the calmness of a listener.

　　 "But I found that I couldn't even do this."

　　 Yang Xingyue talked about her embarrassment as if she laughed at herself.