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But I still found time every day to care about Ryan and told him to drink less.
Early one morning,when I received Ryan's call,I was still staying up late drawing.
He asked me to pick him up at the KTV.The environment there was very noisy.
After thinking about it,I went.
He rented a house in the community opposite the school.It used to be the love nest of him and Ava,I guess.
Every time I would take a taxi and send him to that rental house.
That day,he refused to get in the car and said he wanted to walk.
So I supported him and walked along the side of the road.
He was drunk but still conscious and knew who I was.
All the way,he kept repeating that Ava had been gone for a year and hadn't contacted him.She probably wouldn't come back,and that people should look forward and things like that.
I didn't respond and just listened silently.
When we were almost at the school intersection,he suddenly asked me,"Yoyo,let's be together?"
I knew that he didn't really like me but had developed a dependence on me during this period.
That night was during the transition from spring to summer,and the night wind was warm.
I looked at the face in front of me,which was both strange and familiar.
Somehow,I nodded.
We were together.
When we were together,I knew that there was someone else in his heart.
Whose youth doesn't have a first love or one or two people who can't be forgotten?
I didn't care.
As long as I could be by his side.
When I first graduated,I didn't know how to do housework or cook,and I couldn't take good care of him.
So we rented a house in the city center,where life was very convenient.
Once,I accidentally saw him going to work in wrinkled clothes.
I thought that my boy shouldn't be like that.
Since then,I have seriously learned how to do housework and even signed up for a cooking class.
In the following three years,I took care of him meticulously.
I would wash and iron the clothes he was going to wear the next day in advance,and I would cook breakfast and dinner in different ways.
The house was always clean and tidy,and there were always blooming roses on the coffee table.
As long as he was happy,I was happy.
Even a nanny or a pet would develop feelings after living together for three years,right?
I thought that Ryan might be looking for an opportunity.
An opportunity to break up with me without hurting me.
Forget it.Let me be the bad guy.
