雨还在下，哗啦啦砸在促销棚布上，溅起的水花打在林薇薇脸上，凉飕飕的。她裹紧了身上的外套，怀里抱着那把半旧的拖把，感觉更重了，像块石头压得她喘不过气。旁边，王姐正拿着喇叭喊：“亲爱的顾客们，我们的双十一狂欢活动马上开始啦！地上有点滑，大家注意脚下啊！” 林薇薇扯了扯嘴角，想笑又笑不出来。这鬼天气， promotes the mood of depression more than the cold. She sighed and stuffed the rest of the half-eaten bread into her mouth. Bread is still bread, but after the fight with Shi Yuhan, she had a taste of diamond and felt that the bread in her hands was as hard as stones. "林薇薇，磨磨蹭蹭干什么呢？马上就到活动点了！" 王姐的喊声打断了她的思绪。林薇薇连忙道："来了来了，王姐。" 她一手抱着拖把，一手撑着伞，跌跌撞撞地往活动台走。脚底一湿，差点滑倒，好在她反应快，一把扶住了旁边的水泥柱。 "哎哟，" 她低呼一声，撞到了柱子上，胸口一阵发闷。心里烦躁得很，好像有什么东西堵着，不上不下。 刚才和时御寒的争吵还清清楚楚地在脑海里回放。她想起时御寒那张冷得像冰山的脸，想起他语气里的不耐烦。 "林薇薇，你到底有没有听我说话？"他的声音不大，却像带着千钧之力，砸得她耳朵发疼。 她当时只是想 explain, but she didn't get a chance to speak words. She just said: "I'm busy, Shi Yuhan, I really have nothing to do with you." 这句话像是一把刀，插进了时御寒的心里。他当时的眼神，黑得像幽深的夜，让她心惊胆战。 "你自由了？林薇薇，你自由了？"时御寒的声音带着一丝颤抖，那是她从未见过的情绪。