The Beautiful He Doesn't Talk

47

After finishing the drip, Lin Muan's body temperature finally dropped. Kapok glanced at the watch on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock and she was about to leave.

Lin Muan immediately grabbed her hand, panic in his eyes, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the dormitory," Kapok answered naturally.

Lin Muan stubbornly held her hand. His misty eyes looked at her like this without speaking.

It's like a child who wants to get what he loves in the most rascal way.

Kapok pulled up the corner of her mouth and smiled gently.

"Let go."

"I'm leaving tomorrow..." he said aggrievedly.

"What does it have to do with me?" Kapok shook his hand away.

"Mianmian--" A trace of injury flashed through his eyes and he whispered her name and stopped talking.

"Go back and have a good rest." Kapok faintly instructed, nodded to Zhao Di next to her then opened the door and walked out.

Her figure disappeared from the line of sight without nostalgia. Lin Muan lowered his head slumpedly. His bangs covered his eyes, his expression unclear. Zhao Di watched him for a few seconds and stepped forward cautiously.

"Let's go back..."

Lin Muan was silent. Zhao Di had to stand with him for a while and couldn't help but persuade him, "It's useless for you to sit here--"

People won't be unable to come back either.

"Shut up!" Lin Muan frowned and glanced at him coldly. His face cold and impatient. He didn't look like he was in front of Kapok at all.

Zhao Di lowered his eyes angrily not daring to speak again.

Kapok returned to the dormitory. The rare thing is that a few people were not asleep. As soon as she opened the door, the three people lying in the bed jumped up and exclaimed, "You're back!"

"Huh?" Kapok looked over in confusion.

The three of them got out of bed and surrounded her round and round. Song Tang leaned over, his expression unpredictable.

"Guess what your predecessor said to me today?"

"Ah..." Kapok was stunned for a moment and then immediately reacted. Frowning slightly, "Why would he talk to you?"

"Yes ." Ah! I'm also surprised. I'm so excited to talk to a star for the first time!" Song Tang clenched fists with both hands and a little star appeared in her eyes.

"Stay steady, Brother Song. The set can't collapse," Li Jun hurriedly went to her chest.

Song Tang took a deep breath and calmed down.

"He said--"

"Don't you already have a girlfriend? Why are you still here to pull and pull with other girls."

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha"

Song Tang leaned forward and backward with a smile, out of breath

"Do you know how I got him back?"

Kapok looked indifferent, "I don't know."

"I said, hahaha, I am a female!"

"Oh."

"Hey, what's your expression?", Song Tang laughed enough only to realize that there was something wrong with her. Under the light, Kapok stood there blankly, eyes dark.

The three looked at each other and Li Jun couldn't help but explain.

"That was when they were shooting at the school, Song Tang embraced the two of us watching the excitement. Lin Muan suddenly came over somehow and we were all shocked--"

"Yes, yes and later Song asked his girlfriend who was who then he left without saying a word with a bad expression felt that he would faint in the next moment." Su Ming added.

"Mianmian, Mianmian?" The three people looked at her worriedly. Kapok stood there with the same expression as Lin Muan in the afternoon as if he was going to faint the next moment.

"I'm fine, let's go to sleep." Kapok said lowly, looking dazed. Some stupidly took her clothes and went into the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, the sound of pattering and dripping sounded covering all the sounds inside.

Kapok leaned against the wall and whimpered while covering her mouth and couldn't help thinking of Lin Muan's appearance not long ago.

He shrank and cried in the car heartbroken. She didn't understand at the time but thought it was the physical torture of the illness. Now thinking about it, she was really angry and distressed.

If she guessed correctly when Lin Muan returned to China last year, he must have seen Song Tang with her.

Kapok looked at the person in the mirror and cried and laughed. There was a large swath of water around her feet which wetted her upper. The shower was still pouring water in a patter. She squatted down, tightly ringing. Hug herself.

When Kapok woke up the next day, her eyes were a bit tingling but her mood was almost calm. She woke up to class as she did in the past. Her expression could not be any strange.

It is like the calm after the high tide, except for a few remaining traces the previous turbulence is nowhere to be found.

The difference is that Kapok no longer pays attention to any of his news and sometimes even if she accidentally sees it, she indifferently ignores it.

Lin Muan would often call her and every time Kapok answered, she responded lightly. Listening to him talking about these trivial matters over there.

As if perceiving her indifference, Lin Muan was hesitant to talk on the phone several times and Kapok waited quietly for a while then hung up the phone.

The two seems on a tug of war, if you don't want to say it then don't say it. Just like this, the time passed little by little and it will go to extinction.

At the end of November, the weather dropped suddenly and the quilt was too late to be put on. Kapok was awake several times in the cold at night. She woke up in the morning and felt dizzy.

After washing and going out, there was a cold breeze outside Kapok wrapped the windbreaker tightly on her body and walked to the classroom against the biting air.

When class was over in the evening, her monthly period suddenly came and it didn't take long for her body to start protesting. It may be caused by the cold air remaining in the body. This time it was more intense than every time before.

Kapok was clutching her stomach and dying in bed pain.

Lin Muan called at this time.

"Hey, Mianmian..."

"Yeah."

"Are you over...?" he asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Kapok frowned and responded lowly. A little more indifferent than the indifference in the past.

"Then...what are you doing now?" His tone was cautious. Timid and cautious. The irritability surged in an instant and the raging force overwhelmed the sanity that had been for many days.

The nausea started from her heart, she said coldly, "Lin Muan don't call me anymore."

After speaking, she hung up the phone with a snap. Cosed her eyes bitterly but the phone was still tightly squeezed in her hand. Inside, and it didn't sound again for a long time.

Kapok twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly, let go of her hand and turned her back.

The room is getting dark a little bit. The three of Li Jun and the others have club activities today and it should be very late to come back.

Kapok fell asleep drowsily. She don't know how long it has passed and the hot water bottle on her hand has long since run out of heat.

The pain was still tirelessly coming from her lower abdomen. The torment made her feel relieved and her tight lips couldn't help but groan.

Kapok stiffened and did not dare to move.

The bell rang suddenly, particularly harsh in the quiet room. Kapok groped with hwe eyes closed and finally found the source of the sound under the pillow in the corner of the bed.

The white light of the screen illuminates a small space. Kapok has half-closed her eyes before she can see the caller ID and has already spontaneously connected the phone in her hand.

She put the phone to her ear and answered tiredly.

"Hey..."

"Mianmian——" The familiar voice broke into her mind and clusters of secret and excited joy suddenly appeared in her heart. At this moment, it seemed that even the pain of the body was relieved a bit.

"I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

A thread in her head broke instantly and Kapok opened her eyes suddenly.

"What?"

"I'm downstairs, can you...come down?" The words repeated in the mouth and finally turned into a simple and good word. Kapok hung up the phone and quickly sat up and jumped out of the bed.

Frowning forcibly endured the dull pain on her lower abdomen, Kapok bent slightly and walked downstairs. There were three or two students passing by on the open space in front of the dormitory.

Under a tree not far away, stood a familiar figure. The light was dim and she couldn't see his face. Intuitively, Kapok moved step by step.

As the distance got closer, his face gradually became clear and his black clothes almost blended into the night. The peaked cap was pressed extremely low, covering most of his eyebrows and eyes.

He lowered his head and stared on his foot as if feeling a bit, suddenly raised his head when Kapok approached and then frowned.

Lin Muan stepped forward and held her waist.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He looked at her worriedly.

"Let go," Kapok hung low. Staring at the hand on her waist, her face calm.

Lin Muan let go obediently.

"Are you uncomfortable," he asked again.

"What are you doing here?" Kapok asked directly.

He was silent for a moment before he said lowly, "You ignore me, I'm a little scared." The wind blew, the leaves above his head rustled and the less bright moonlight penetrated through the branches and leaves and Lin Muan lowered. He stood in front of her as if confessing his mistake.

The thin shoulders droop slightly. Revealing a snow-white neck and the jaw line is exquisite and perfect.

Kapok watched quietly for a long time then slowly made a sound.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Don't ignore me," he raised his head. His dark eyes filled with panic.

"Good." Kapok nodded lightly.

"Where did you come from?" she asked again.

"Beijing."

"Does your agent know?"

" Yes."

He raised his eyes and glanced at her secretly then added, "He is a little angry."

"Yeah." I was also angry.

Standing for a long time made the pain more obvious. Kapok had no intention of entanglement with him anymore. She slightly frowned and asked, "Can you go back quickly?"

Lin Muan's face instantly reappeared like that. Injured and fragile. His long eyelashes trembled slightly and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

His lips moved and his voice was inaudible as if screaming, "Then I... see if I have a ticket."

Lin Muan took out his cell phone and called Zhao Di. Kapok was waiting for a while then he ended the call and stared at her. .

"There is still a plane at 10:45. I will take a taxi right now...maybe it's still not too late."

He finished speaking but he didn't move. His big eyes staring at her with small expectations shining in it.

The whole face was alive with those eyes.

Kapok nodded, "Okay, then I'll give it to you."