If you don't study, you're just a mailman if you travel a million miles

The ride home from the hospital was fifteen minutes, and it took me fifteen minutes to digest what I had just heard, but I still couldn't believe my ears.

　　Luo Yi Zhou's words were like a burning bright red needle in my temple, making it so painful that I couldn't think.

　　Back in the Greenleaf neighborhood, when I pushed open the door, I saw Shin Shin lying somewhat irritably on the sofa in the smoke-filled living room, smoking, with a faint greenish tinge under her eyes, a glance that told me she was sleep deprived. When she saw me open the door, she instantly sprang up from the couch like a little monkey.

　　"Where have you been? Why didn't you come back all night? I called the school and couldn't find you, my cell phone was off, I was scared to death ......" she asked in a crackling voice, I just watched her upper lip keep colliding with her lower lip, my head was "buzzing..." I grabbed her half-smoked cigarette from Shin Shin's hand and put it in my mouth. I grabbed her half-smoked cigarette from Shin Shin's hand and put it into my mouth and took a sharp puff.

　　I had never smoked a cigarette before and was choked to tears and coughed incessantly as Shin Shin snatched the half-smoked cigarette from my hand and extinguished it.

　　She patted me on the back, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong? Say something! Bastard!"

　　"Hey, hey, hey, Huanhuan, don't you cry! I'm telling you, I don't know how to comfort people!"

　　"Don't cry, at least tell me who bullied you, I'll go and help you take revenge ......"

　　I leaned my head on Shin Shin's shoulder, tears and snot smeared on top of her favorite little bunny pajamas, I sniffled and said, "Shin Shin, I don't even know what in the world I can believe in right now."

　　This was the first time I spoke to Shin Shin about Luo Yi Zhou.

　　I once loved a boy so much that it hurt like hell, and his name was Luo Yizhou.

　　I've forgotten how I got together with Luo Yizhou in the first place.

　　At that time I was with Luo Yizhou for a whole year, I didn't think he would remember our days together like a little girl. I didn't even try to calculate how much time we had spent together.

　　It was only that day when Luo Yi Zhou called me and asked me to wait for him at the bar. I asked carelessly, "Is it your birthday today? Hasn't it already passed?"

　　Luo Yi Zhou on the other end of the phone said indignantly, "Li Huan, can you be any more idiotic?" Through the phone, I could imagine him gnashing his teeth.

　　I went to the bar called "Bubble", which was the first time I came to this kind of place. The air was mixed with the smell of cigarettes, liquor, and perfume.

　　And my Luo Yi Zhou, he was standing at the bar, wearing a black jacket, quietly watching me.

　　With Anya's help, I put on a little light makeup and borrowed her little gift and high heels. Under the lights, I think I must have looked embarrassed.

　　Luo Yi Zhou looked at me for a long time and didn't come over. It wasn't until I frowned and called out to him that he reacted and came over to me and asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

　　"It's ugly?"

　　He nodded thoughtfully, "Very ugly indeed."

　　I gave him a cross look and stopped talking while he suddenly approached me and kissed me on the cheek with the smell of alcohol. He lowered his head and whispered in my ear, "Lihuan, I have a gift for you."

　　"Where?" I immediately held out my hand towards him.

　　He frowned again and said, "It's in my coat pocket, take it yourself!"

　　I excitedly felt in his coat pocket for a long time, and finally found a small box, and hurriedly took it out. When I wanted to open it, Luo Yi Zhou stopped me: "Why are you so unromantic? Go back and open it again!"

　　I muttered a few words before putting the delicate box into my bag. Luo Yi Zhou was drinking a glass of wine that smelled good, and I wanted to have one too, but he ordered me a glass of lemonade.

　　Seeing my indignant face, Luo Yi Zhou suddenly smiled, he smiled beautifully, showing his small tiger teeth.

　　He said, "Lithuania, I ......"

　　He didn't finish his sentence when his phone rang. He still had a smile on his face when he pressed the call button, and then gradually the smile faded away.

　　He hung up the phone and said to me seriously, "Lithuania, I have to leave now, you wait for me for a while, I will come to pick you up later to go back."

　　I looked at him and vaguely felt that something had happened, I didn't ask any more questions and nodded my head. Before Luo Yi Zhou left, he urged me word for word: "You can't drink, you know?"

　　If I had known that night would lead to such an outcome, I would not have come to the appointment.

　　I waited for two hours at the bar but didn't wait for Luo Yi Zhou, and when I called him, his phone was already off. I didn't dare to go away, afraid that I would be anxious when he came back.

　　When I drank my fourth glass of lemonade, I waited for the police officers.

　　What I didn't expect was that they would find a small packet of ecstasy in the small box given to me by Luo Yi Zhou in my carry-on bag.

　　I looked at the little packet of pills unbelievably and was suddenly confused.

　　I was taken to the police station where the fierce police interrogated me: "Where did you get the stuff, did you get high or did you trade it? Are there any accomplices?"

　　I didn't know anything, I just kept shaking my head. And they thought I was challenging their authority, a female police officer suddenly came over and slapped me, and my eyes suddenly fell into tears.

　　They had seen a lot of these scenes and were indifferent. I was only sixteen at the time, so they called my parents to inform them.

　　I didn't say Luo Yi Zhou's name from the beginning, I believed he wouldn't do that.

　　When I was locked up in the gloomy detention center, I begged the guards to call me. Luo Yi Zhou's phone went through, but there was no answer.

　　"Beep-beep-beep-beep."

　　Each ringing sound was like a needlepoint piercing my heart, but Luo Yi Zhou did not answer my call. When I was numb, the phone was cut off at the other end.

　　I told myself that Luo Yizhou did not have his cell phone on him and he did not know. The cut-off was so loud that I couldn't convince me anymore.

　　Because I was under sixteen, I spent two months in the juvenile detention center. During those two months, Luo Yizhou never visited me, and I spent my sixteenth birthday in this gloomy environment, with my birthday present being punches, kicks, and cigarette scars from the girls in the same room.

　　During these two months, I had no food to eat. I would always wake up in the middle of the night, dreaming of Luo Yi Zhou's slightly upturned eyes, I could always hear my parents' heartbreaking cries and see the image of them kneeling at the police station, and I would always remember my parents waving the slap in my face and saying, "Li Huan, if you don't tell us who gave you the stuff, we will cut off our relationship."

　　Anya would visit me every week, but she didn't mention Luo Yi Zhou to me. I didn't ask about it either. I told myself that if he came to see me and explained to me why I would forgive him and believe him.

　　But for two months, Luo didn't show up, not even once.

　　I didn't go home, I didn't dare to go back to see my parents' worried and old faces, but I always got choked up when I heard their voices on the phone, and I could never forget how hysterical these two voices were in the police station. I seldom called home, but only sent monthly text messages to check-in. I returned all the money they sent me, and I went out to work by myself to earn tuition and living expenses, I didn't want to be a burden to them anymore.

　　I repeated my sophomore year of high school alone in S. City, met Liang Zicong, and then got into the University of D. Then later I moved out of the school dormitory and met Shin Shin.

　　I thought I could live out the rest of my life in a city I didn't like, and I didn't think Liang Zicong would be Luo's brother. I didn't think that I would be able to face Luo Yi Zhou with peace of mind. Every time I saw him I would find it difficult to breathe, like a hand covering my nasal cavity, making me die of suffocation.