He held up a small flower umbrella that came from the piggy car. Look at this guy's taste? Zhuo Yang cursed in his heart as he walked on the dark and slippery campus. The rain fell on the branches on both sides of the road, and then gathered into big drops.

Big drops of water fell to the ground, and some dropped on the umbrella cloth in the dark night. The sound of "bang bang" blended with the "rustling" of raindrops, like the rhythmic drumbeats in light music.

The winter rain is like mist and smoke, floating lightly on the floor tiles on the campus and on the dead branches and leaves, soaking the ground and the day. The mist that comes with the rain is like an insoluble mosaic, hazy.

Everything in front of me.

The street lights in the distance emit dim orange light, like the red eyes of drunkards, and the lights form a cold halo in the rain. Occasionally, one or two listless lights shine through from the buildings next to the road, like people.

Tiredness while dozing off.

Zhuo Yang is still very excited now. He won a big victory in the C-League, coupled with the excitement of alcohol and beautiful women just now, he doesn't want to go back to the lonely bed in the dormitory right away. He likes to breathe in the cold moisture like this.

Air.

It was already late. Zhuo Yang walked aimlessly in the rain on campus and came to the dance building unknowingly. He was very familiar with this place. The dance building contained the classroom of Risakova and her third-year students in the classical department. Except for competition days,

He would often come here to wait for Raisa after class, and then go to the restaurant to eat together hand in hand.

There is a rather large terrace on the roof of the five-story dance building.

There should be no noise from the rain on the terrace, right?

Slowly walking up the stairs, when passing by the second floor, Zhuo Yang saw the door of a large classroom ajar. It was usually used for vocal exercises such as chorus. The large classroom was very large, with chandeliers on the ceiling.

There are seven or eight groups, but at this time, only the innermost group of small chandeliers are on, making most of the classroom dark.

Zhuo Yang walked over curiously and gently pushed the ajar door open.

There was no sound from the door.

The corridor is dark, and the door is also dark. There is only a little light at the end of this classroom on the entire floor.

Zhuo Yang glanced around the classroom casually, but there seemed to be no one there.

What careless guy forgot to turn off the light? He thought to himself.

Just as he was about to step into the classroom and turn off the solitary lamp, Zhuo Yang saw the two people in the corner.

There is a circle of single-person sofa in the corner, and a man is sitting on the sofa. The man is very strange.

The man's pants were down to his ankles, and his lower body was half-lying on the backrest of the sofa. On the carpet in front of him, a woman was kneeling, with her head buried between the man's legs, and her beautiful golden hair.

The short shoulders rise and fall slightly as the head rises and falls.

The woman is Rysakova!

Rysakova seemed to feel something. She stopped and looked at the classroom door doubtfully, but there was nothing and no one there.

She stood up, walked to the door, and looked into the dim corridor. It seemed that there was a vague figure turning down the stairs, but there seemed to be nothing. Rysakova hesitated for a while, shook her head, maybe she thought

Is that too much?

She closed the door gently, and there was a towering man waiting for her inside.

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The winter rain dripped slowly into the soil, like tears of mercy from the sky, mixed with a touch of desolation and a touch of melancholy, floating towards the green banana trees. In the dark night, it seemed like there was a boy holding a flower umbrella.

Walking alone in the continuous rain of tears, the tears condensed on the tips of the banana leaves dripped into the sad drizzle.

Zhuo Yang didn't know how he got out of there, and his mind was in chaos. Although he was still just an inexperienced young man, he knew what those two people were doing.

Zhuo Yang didn't know what kind of emotions he was feeling now, anger, sadness, despair, entanglement, pain, nausea, desolation, disappointment... It seemed that he had no emotions at all, but also seemed to have a little bit of them all. Zhuo Yang seemed to be walking on

The body in the rain is empty inside, with no emotions, no consciousness, and no internal organs.

The night became darker, and the boy gradually walked away holding a small flower umbrella. His figure could no longer be seen clearly in the mist and rain. Inside Zhuoyang's empty body, a hint of sadness slowly appeared, and then slowly spread, and then occupied the entire body.

Body.

Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, so they fall in love with the upper floors and forcefully talk about sorrow in order to compose new words.

Every immature teenager has experienced some ups and downs in life, but how can a teenager's emotions be profound?

I thought heart-wrenching rock music was pain, I thought chasing a butterfly among flowers was sadness, I thought watching a tearful movie would give me an understanding of sadness, I thought a love letter would be extremely desolate after being torn into pieces by my deskmate.

However, at this moment, when all the negative emotions came together, there was only sadness. For the first time in his life, seventeen-year-old Zhuo Yang felt truly emotionally sad.

This is not sadness, nor anger, nor pain.

It's just simple yet profound sadness!

Zhuoyang is a simple person who divides things simply.

After coming to Hannover, he heard about the legend of Rysakova, and he also gossiped about her interesting anecdotes when chatting with Mark. But after he and Rysa fell in love, he simply separated Ryshakova.

For the legendary Rysakova and the Rysa in front of me, or for the Rysakova who knew me before and the Rysa who fell in love with me.

In his subconscious, they were two different women, one existed in the scandal that had been circulated, and the other was real and living in front of him.

And in the scene just now, the two Rysakova became one.

Zhuo Yang is a clear person who loves all the beauty in the world.

Does Zhuo Yang love Raisa? The answer is undoubtedly yes. Beautiful, sexy, passionate, cute, fashionable, smart, and tender, these are the labels Zhuo Yang puts on Raisa in his heart, and they are also all his feelings for Raisa.

Does Raisa love Zhuoyang? Zhuoyang believes that she loves him. He can understand the tenderness and love in Raisa's eyes, and often holds her in his arms. Raisa puts her ear against Zhuoyang's chest and murmurs

Muttering to himself: Zhuoyang, I love you, I love you...

First love will naturally form a sense of perfection and ritual deep in a young man's heart, and may even become a self-justifying fantasy dream.

The perfection created subconsciously made Zhuo Yang ignore the age gap and psychological experience difference between him and her, as well as the rumors circulating among the people.

Zhuoyang is a proud man who refuses all attempts at humiliation.

He didn't go to break up the dirty spot, he didn't get angry and attack the ugly spot on the spot, just like those heroes in the old version of "Water Margin" he watched when he was five years old, everything would be clear with one knife.

The aloofness and pride deep in his bones made Zhuo Yang feel that it was a humiliation to continue to face that scene. No matter whether he was gentle or violent, it was an insult to himself.

So, Zhuo Yang left quietly, or in other words, he escaped silently.

Escape is one of the oldest and best behaviors of human beings. In order to escape and fight against the pursuit of Neanderthals, Homo sapiens invented stone spears; in order to avoid the attacks of wild beasts, primitive humans built semi-cave houses; the ancestors of human beings

In order to escape the hunger caused by the decrease in food, they left the coast of Africa and traveled to the entire earth.

Each of us is unconsciously escaping from poverty, ignorance, responsibility, darkness and depression.

Zhuo Yang's departure is a kind of escape. If he takes action in anger, it will also become an escape. An escape from the love he once had, an escape from the kindness his father inherited from him, and an escape from his own heart.

How can we avoid escaping? Only by bravely facing one's own heart and bravely admitting the truth in one's heart, all actions will change the nature, turn into challenges, and become desires. Just like our ancestors!

Bravery is the most noble quality of human beings!——Zhuo Tongtong

Zhuo Yang walked aimlessly in the rain. The rain became heavier and heavier, soaking his trousers and back, and small water droplets began to flow from his head. The icy rain on the cold night made him begin to regain consciousness. Zhuo Yang was very cold.

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The sad mood and cold body left Zhuoyang at a loss. He had no experience to deal with such emotions. However, what can he do if he has experience?

When negative emotions are pervasive, people need to vent. Some people choose alcohol, some choose to indulge, some choose violence, and some choose to talk.
Chapter completed!