It was already eleven twenty late at night.
Ren was still wearing his work suit and trousers, as he had no time left to be distracted. At this moment, nothing is more important than packing up the clothes and things scattered all over the place. You really have to take a look at the fifteen square metres of space that looks like it has just been pampered by a tornado, with the bed full of clothes, food and snacks on the floor, and the suitcase as big as a refrigerator lying in the middle of the room.
How should I deal with this?
No, no, it's not tidying up. You have to put everything in this room into the suitcase.
He first put the most important things that cannot be left out, Mika's favourite snacks at the bottom of the suitcase. Later, he found that the clothes and items stacked on top would crush them, so he took them all out again.
Ren has been busy since eight o'clock. What do you think he is busy with? He's just moving things in and taking things out, and he has been busy until now.
Ren, who had always been strong and decisive, seemed to have been exhausted by the cursed suitcase. He was left with only anxiety, indecision and deep feelings to look forward to.
He picked up a large bag of Mika's favourite snack, as he also knew that it contained the memories he couldn't bear to part with the most.
He remembered those afternoons when Mika waved her pen with her right hand and kept solving mathematical geometry problems, while her left hand kept picking out chips and stuffing them into her mouth. He wondered how Mika could focus on her homework and keep eating snacks at the same time.
He didn't know at the time that Mika was using snacks to cover up her expectations and disappointments. She didn't dare to raise her head and stare into his bright eyes. She didn't want to hear Ren say the word "Zoey", so she chewed snacks to digest it all.
But what Mika didn't know at that time was that Ren was using the word "Zoey" to build a bridge between him and Mika. As soon as he said "Zoey", Mika would concentrate on helping him , Zoey doesn't know much about geometry, and Zoey likes banana cake, which were all excuses used by Ren to shorten the distance between him and Mika.
Ren likes to see a Mika who is attentive, as it adds charm to her; and Ren also likes to see another side of Mika who is clumsy, as it burns pity into his heart.
It's a pity that Mika was confused by disappointment and jealousy at that time. As long as she listened carefully, she would definitely hear the voice in Ren's heart.
"I just want to do my revisions with you, I just like being with you while wandering around in the kitchen." These words that were hidden in his heart and were too embarrassing to be spoken, never reached Mika's ears.
In the past eight years, after three thousand days of cultivation, Ren finally used his time to let Mika understand a little bit of his thoughts.
At this time, Ren knelt in front of the suitcase, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shook his head.
"Please fit in, please fit in." Ren muttered to himself.
He really wished that the suitcase could be bigger, not only to hold things, but also to hold all his thoughts of the past eight years in it.
At 11:59, Ren's roommate Alex finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"You don't want to take the flight tomorrow?" Alex held a cup of smoking black coffee and leaned against the door.
"It's okay." Ren had no time to look at him.
"Take it." Alex slid the coffee into Ren's hand, "Get out!" He then pushed him out of the door.
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