When I woke up, I was beaten to death by a stranger

Chapter 24 Special

Later, when I returned to Moscow, I felt like floating in the air for a whole week. It was fine when I didn’t think of Valentin. Once the name came to my mind, I would be top-heavy and distracted that day.I didn't want to be too eager, but on the third day I couldn't help it, so I sent him a message. To my surprise, he replied immediately, but after asking "Does it still hurt there?" No more reply.I thought about it for a long time, and the question was correct. Could it be that he felt offended?So I tried to change the subject, but I didn't get any information.I was a little frustrated, but there was nothing I could do. I could only live my life in such a state of despair, flipping through a few text messages, trying to read some emotions from his short words, so as to seek comfort.

Later, I figured out that he doesn’t like to use mobile phone social media, and I’m just a one-night stand to him, so there’s really no need to contact me; it’s quite safe to think about it——when he needs it, it’s natural See you later.

A few days later, Andre came to me when he was bored, sat in the school cafe and watched me catch up with my homework, and told me what he had done these days with a straw in his mouth, and how many times he went to the bar to hunt for sex.My homework was about to expire, and I said without looking up: "Don't keep lying to me, little girl."

"Where did I lie to them? They did it of their own accord," he cried. "Besides, I didn't lie to the little girl."

I was typing furiously on the keyboard, and it took me a while to react suddenly, and I looked at him suddenly: "—Did you lie to the little girl?"

He bit his tongue and grinned complacently.Since I found out about my feelings for Valentin last time, Andre has never concealed this attribute of himself, and he is much more generous when looking at men on the street.I smacked my lips and said, "Tsk tsk. Where is it? The bar you told me about before?"

"Yeah, that's the one," he said.

"Valentin said there are frequent accidents?" I continued to type, "You change to something less messy."

"I don't know any other places. By the way," he said, suddenly put his elbows on the table, "Come out to play this Thursday?"

"I can't get out, I have an exam next week—"

"Brother is coming back to Moscow, let's play together."

I stopped what I was doing and repeated: "Valentin is coming to Moscow?" Then I added inexplicably: "He texted you?"

"Yeah, I call sometimes." He said, "Are you coming?"

I was stung, and I tapped the keyboard again. After a long while, I said sullenly: "I want to take an exam."

Andre left without staying for a while. I finished my homework and was about to go home. I found out that it was raining again outside. I didn’t drive today, and I was instantly irritated. I squatted at the door and smoked three cigarettes in a row before taking a deep breath. I put on my coat and hat and rushed into the rain. By the time I got downstairs, my lips were trembling with cold, I was drenched, and I quickly went home and took a hot shower.

As a result, he was unlucky this time and was still ill.In the middle of the night, I had a fever of 39 degrees. I got up and took antipyretics. I thought about going to the hospital in the morning. However, I was woken up at six o'clock with weakness in my limbs. After taking my temperature, I had a fever again. I had no choice but to call Brother Jun.Brother Jun began to scold me as soon as he answered the phone, and he continued to scold me after the injection and the fever subsided. What he said was that I was not studying hard during this period of time, and my grades plummeted. He asked me to focus on my studies. How can I be worthy of this? My mother, you have to stick to your ideals and things like that.

I lay down on the back seat weakly: "Brother Jun, I've come here, what else can I dream of?"

He squinted over and said, "Why, you still look down on Mo Da?"

"It's not like you don't know my situation." I said, "I'm at this age. I've been studying since freshman year, and I'm learning languages ​​again. What's the major in international relations? What's the use? Why come out? Be a diplomat ?—You all know that I’m here to dawdle.”

"What are you doing, don't say that. Moda's international relations are very strong, and how many people want to get in can't get in." He said seriously, and then sighed, "I know you want to go to the United States, but it's too cold here. I don’t like Russia; but since I chose it at the beginning, it means it’s the best path, and it’s not a dead end. What’s wrong with your age? You’re only in your early twenties, what can you do without studying? You’re smart and capable. Strong, professional and powerful, the road has been well paved, why not continue?..."

I don’t remember what he said later, because I was so dizzy and drowsy; before I lost consciousness, I still wanted to refute. There is no reason to continue, and there is no rush; I often think that in this state, even if I die tomorrow, I will have no complaints—of course, I will not really die, because I also have nothing to die reason.

These messy thoughts made me have a lot of uneasy dreams, and I fell asleep at home for nearly two days. Brother Jun asked me for leave and told me to recuperate first, and then talk to me after I was done.I originally planned to fall asleep this week, review and review when I wake up, and adjust my state after the exam next week, so I can't be as chaotic as before.However, on Wednesday morning, I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone, and I picked up the phone very annoyed: "Hello?!"

"Allo?" said the other end.

I was silent for two seconds, then suddenly turned over and sat up: "Allo?"

"It's Ivan?" There was a loud voice over there, as if outside, "I'm Valentin."

"Ah yes, I'm Ivan." I was at a loss and slurred my speech. "Ah, Valentin, hello, hello. What happened?"

His head was whistling, I couldn't hear him clearly, so I walked to the window: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now."

"I said, what's the password for your unit building, I'm downstairs in your house."

I pushed open the window suspiciously, and glanced down—a man was standing in the middle, without a hat or scarf, looking up.

What?What?I really panicked now, grabbed my clothes and put it on my head, and said in a hurry: "Wait, I'll come down to pick you up—"

Then quickly lost the phone, tidied the bed, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, grabbed two handfuls of hair and went down.He obviously just got out of the car and didn't wear a thick coat. I was quite embarrassed to lead him in: "The house is a bit messy, you can sit wherever you want."

"What would you like to drink?" I stood in the restaurant and began to work while talking to him, "I heard from Andre that you would come on Thursday, but you arrived today, huh?"

He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs: "Take two days off and come here to find a job." Then he said: "Water is fine."

I brought him a glass of water and sat down: "Then have you been staying in Moscow for the past few days?" After getting his nod, I followed the trend and asked, "Is there a place to live?"

He said yes, the apartment has not yet expired.I nodded in understanding.After that, I didn't know what to say, and I was speechless for a while.

Valentin lowered his eyes, sniffed, and finally said, "Ivan,"

"Huh?" I immediately turned my ear.

"I'm here to ask you." He looked uncomfortable, shaking his legs, "Do you have a health certificate? Anything is fine, and the blood draw list is also fine."

I froze for a moment: "Health—" Then I was hoarse and forced a smile: "Yes, do you want to watch it now?"

He lowered his eyes and nodded embarrassingly, and I took it to show him. He looked at each item carefully, and I pretended to be relaxed: "I'm not sick, don't worry. Otherwise, I won't wear a condom." Now, not so irresponsible."

He returned the report to me and thanked him briefly. I saw his obvious relief and felt entangled in my heart, but I felt uncomfortable that I had no position.After taking a sip of water, Valentin stood up and apologized for interrupting today. He should have told me earlier, and when he said goodbye, he said see you tomorrow.

I remembered that tomorrow is Thursday, and it is Andre's wine bureau that I declined.I watched him walk out of the unit door from the window sill, with brisk steps and curly hair; I think he must have not noticed that I was still sick at this time, nor did he know that I had an important exam next week, let alone what I wanted to do this week. He's lost his mind - I'm nothing to him, after all.I'm not that special at all.