Chapter 52: The Tragic End That Never Ends

"We are different from them, they are destined, we are married. And in the future, there will be many little Lu Nansheng and many little Gu Beihuai. When the time comes, I will name the man, and you will name the woman. He began to look forward to the rest of their lives, and when the time comes, they will all raise Lu Nansheng as a princess, what should the white and chubby Lu Nansheng look like?

was slapped by Lu Nansheng angrily, glanced at her and said, "What do you think?" Do you think I'm a pig, or give birth to so many pig babies." Is it that easy?" he had now begun to think of her as a housewife, and she avoided him with disgust.

Suddenly, two stars in the clouds caught each other in an instant, interspersed and gradually moved away, sliding to two extremes that could not be paralleled. Like two people who love each other, they go through each other's tracks, and finally walk on opposite ends of the world, never to meet again in this life.

"Look, it's a pity! Just a moment, they were fazed... As a result, you see... One over there, one on the other" She gestured with two fingers, looking at the sad night scene in the night sky, not knowing that she had also become the scenery in his eyes.

"I'm here because there is a meteor tonight, so I want to take you to see it" Lu Zifeng pulled Li Mengqi to a grassy underground, he first found a good place to sit down, he took off his coat and spread it on the ground. He patted his coat on the ground, "Come and sit here, the ground is not dirty, and my clothes are on it." ”

She nodded, and sat down next to him for the first time the two of them were so close. It was as if the air was blowing through the tips of the noses of the two of them, conveying subtle fluctuations in their hearts in this way. It's like a thin stream sliding through the palm of your hand, and the young grass sprouts.

"I heard that there will be a meteor passing here at twelve o'clock tonight, I want to see if the wish I made can be fulfilled?" Lu Zifeng looked at the sky and smiled. The first wish I want to make is that I don't know if it's suitable to be friends or lovers to protect you? Lu Zifeng said silently to the sky.

She wrote on the paper, "Are you really as ordinary as I am?" and she remembered the last time they met, he had taken her to the first big dinner in her life. When she asked him if he had any money, he shook his head very honestly. She was originally worried that if she couldn't escape, she would mortgage herself and swap him out. After all, he helped her today, and she was very grateful.

At the end of the meal, he made a glance with her, signaling that after he had finished shouting one, two, three, she would take his hand, and he would take her out. She thought everything was too incredible at the time, and Lu Zifeng really ran out with her.

Although she was very frightened, such an adventure still caused a lot of waves in her heart, and her life with little ups and downs did not seem to be boring. She asked him why he was able to get out and not be imprisoned? He replied that he was used to eating overlord meals a lot, and that if she was a painter who did not enter the stream, he would be a street gangster.

But she really believed it, and also wrote a sentence on her mobile phone: "I am very happy today, a gentleman named Lu Zifeng took me to a hotel for dinner and had a very expensive but costless dinner." I'm so happy to meet such interesting people and would love to be friends" He leaned over to look at them, except for the photos he had forced her to note.

She also wrote, "Today is March 16th, he is my first guest, helped me get rid of the bad guys, I am grateful to him, remember to repay the favor." ”

She had apparently seen the contents of her phone's memo, and it seemed that she had forgotten it again. She always forgets a lot of good and bad things around her, and even forgets her mood, so she laughs most of the time.

"Why do you forget so many things, is it because of your family?" he asked nonchalantly.

Li Mengqi couldn't remember what the reason was, and she didn't know why her heart was suffocating, and even her blood was boiling at an accelerated rate. She had forgotten all the details of everything, but the memories hidden in her emotions were still there. She covered her ears and could only shake her head.

He didn't expect her to have such a big reaction, he subconsciously hugged her, and she shrank into Lu Zifeng's arms, like a flattered chick. "I was wrong, I was wrong... , auntie, I was wrong, don't scare me. I won't say anything, can you breathe in and exhale to calm down?"

She listened to his words and slowly calmed down, but her whole body was still shaking, but she regained consciousness. She took out her phone with some emotional instability, glanced at him, and wrote to him, "I don't know why, I can't remember, it just hurts." When I think about it, it seems like I have a deep hatred with someone. Even that angry self disgusted me......" She still smiled palely, trying to dispel something.

Lu Zifeng thought that he knew her very well, but suddenly felt that he didn't know her well enough, and maybe he never had time to understand her. Why do you have to laugh when it hurts? Why don't you remember those painful things hidden in your heart?

Lu Zifeng gently stroked the thin, soft hair of the person in his arms, just like her. It's like a flower in a greenhouse, but it doesn't feel like a warm place in a greenhouse.

But like this, his hands are like soft wattles, his skin is like clotted fat, his collar is like a grub, his teeth are like rhinoceros, his head is like a moth, his smile is clever, and her beautiful eyes are squinting, he thinks it is not an exaggeration to describe her like this. She does have a feeling of pity when I see it. He felt that she was more like cotton in an ice cube, soft and cold.

Lu Zifeng felt the slight tremor of the person in his arms, and he said, "I'll tell you a story about a meteor, you just listen to it as a joke, and forget about it when you listen to it." This is what my mom told me......"

But after reading the beginning of the story, he never knew the end, which his mother told him.

Because of fate, the boy and the girl have become classmates and are still at the same table, and they are very tacit complementary, the boy's English is very poor, and the girl's language is very poor, and it just so happens that their respective weaknesses are their respective strengths.

Although the girl was not particularly pretty, she had a mole on her face, and the boy often laughed at her and said that her mother did not care when she gave birth to her. I forgot to stick the mole somewhere else, but stuck it to my face. He nicknamed her "Black Sesame" because the mole on her face was exactly the size of black sesame seeds, but the girl was kind-hearted and she had a beautiful heart.

But what the boy didn't know was that on the way to play tricks on her, he unknowingly fell in love with her. He knew that girls were very fond of flowers, especially lilies. Because the girl's family was poor, she didn't have extra money to scrape together to buy lilies. And the lily is not a stationery box or anything like that, as long as you buy it, you can use it for three years and five years. But her seat was full of paper that she had secretly bought and paper lilies that others had learned to make.

She also "repaired" the flowers with a holster, and looked at them from a distance, except that there was no fragrance of lilies, all other conditions were satisfied. The mantra on her lips is "I'm going to buy lilies,"

So the boy had a very good wish in his heart, he wanted to give her a beautiful bouquet of lilies on the girl's birthday, and he spent most of the year happily every day with this beautiful wish, finally.

That day came, on the girl's birthday, very early in the morning he waited at the door of the flower shop, queued for a long time, and bought a bouquet of dew lilies, which was the first to be brought back in the morning, exceptionally fresh, and even the fragrance had the smell of fresh air.

He had woven a storyline that he had conceived a thousand times before, and when she closed her eyes in the candlelight, it should have been ten minutes after a certain class, or some staircase. Like all lovers who are in love, where they should go, and then a beautiful bouquet of lilies blooms in front of her eyes, and then the protagonist is him, intending to be the male protagonist in the girl's story. Say to her, "Let me go into your world", she looked surprised.

However, romance is like the prey targeted by a hunter, ruthlessly pierced by bullets, it takes a lot of courage for a boy to give flowers to a girl he likes, and the courage that the boy has accumulated for more than half a year is broken at the moment he faces the girl, because the girl did not come to school, and there is no reason to take leave, as if the world has evaporated, without any warning.

The flowers he had put in his bag were never taken out and given to her, knowing that he could not see her back home, but the boy still said to himself in his heart that I would be able to do it tomorrow. Because he was afraid of the ridicule of the girl for so long, the girl would reject him outright, and he was also afraid that the girl would tell him that he already liked someone, but that person was not him.

However, the next day he still did not have the courage to do it, and the result was that he deceived himself again with the same words, and he encouraged himself countless times to say that it was all right, young man, he must always be reckless in his youth. He was always waiting for the day to come.

However, what he never dreamed of was that the heavens were so cruel that he didn't even have a chance to dream for one more second to stop in his dreams. Even if you dream of one of her backs, it's fine.

But he couldn't wait for the day to come, the girl was swallowed up by the raging traffic on the way to school for the day, but his mind flashed the shadow of her walking across the road with a big grin, hurrying home. He also said that she didn't have the quietness that a girl should have, which no boy would like. When he finished speaking, she was still glaring at him angrily.

How could he be dead? He had just seen the girl preparing to cross the street, and he was waving at him with the steaming roast he had just bought in the morning. How could he die?

He didn't believe that the person was a girl, and that the person he loved most would be the one he had a girlfriend with...... When he approached, the paper lily that the girl had hidden in her pocket fell to the ground and stained, and the lily in his hand scattered to the ground.