As usual, Han Yi sent me to the alley nearest to my residence. We stopped by an abandoned small flower bed. The dim light illuminated Han Yi's somewhat pale face. He was a handsome man, a man spoiled by women. I grinned and made a face at him. What I held tightly in my hand was the train ticket for 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. If he decided not to send me off, tonight would be the last time between us before I left this city. I wanted to make him laugh before we broke up. Han Yi looked at me intently, not wanting to smile at all. I made a weirder face again, but Han Yi still didn't smile. His eyes were unfathomable, so I turned my head. There was a rose that was growing like crazy in the flower bed, with large moon-white flowers blooming in disorder. During the day, there were always swarms of bees and butterflies flying around the flowers. Han Yi was just like that flower tree.
"You are just like it." I pointed to the flower tree and told Han Yi.
"Don't you think it's wrong for you to leave me like this? Ning Yushu." Han gradually reduced the distance between us to a short distance. I thought it was impolite for him to do so. However, thinking that talking about etiquette with a drunk guy was about the same as playing the harp to a gangster, I decided to give up teaching.