"Boom...... Boom...... You're not good...... It's all your fault. ”

Zhang Yihang also thought that since they were all sitting on the ground, it was better to make a big fuss, maybe it would be better to attract Zhao Yihuan's attention.

However, even if you cry and make trouble, it is useless to change to a new way to be coquettish.

He just looked at Zhao Yihuan's back as he walked away.

Because Zhao Yihuan doesn't even look at him, even if it is a performance, there must be an audience, and if there is no audience, who will do it!

"Look, it looks like I want to cry without tears. ”

"No, it's the boy who doesn't flick when he has tears. ”

"Good men have ambitions in all directions, so it's good to stand up, and you have to add so many dramas. ”

Zhang Yihang needs to defend himself, because it is difficult to wait for an opportunity, sometimes, wait and wait, but it may not be able to turn the page.

Not every time you can say it clearly and clearly, so explain it as soon as possible, otherwise in a few days, small things can become big things.

Time is limited, opportunities are not available to everyone, and occasionally there will be fish that slip through the net, and it is also necessary to miss one or two to make him regret it.

So no matter how seamlessly your defense is written, as long as she doesn't tell you, she won't know.

Anyway, I understand the reason, I don't have enough time, so if I don't tell you, I just won't tell you!

At this time, Zhang Yihang followed behind Zhao Yihuan, unable to cry with tears.

It's okay, it's okay to stay in the back and cry together.

The reason why I don't cry is because my crying skills are too fake, embarrassing others, and also suffering myself.

Things will only accumulate more and more, until some of them remember it and remember it for a lifetime, some remember half of it, and forget half of it, so they directly fabricate new events and results in their minds, and some can't remember it and forget it.

Slowly, people always love to remember the past, and regain the bits and pieces of the past. It's just that things have passed, and they have gradually passed for a long time, and I don't remember how much of that thing is true or false.

Although the spring breeze is thin, it blows dark clouds to cover the crescent moon, and the sea water is slightly cool, but it steam to the white mist and cold dew.

"One morning white dew produces cold nights, and several spring rains bloom new shoots. ”

The spring breeze slowly sneaked in, but it also blew open a few clusters of leaf buds and flower buds.

"Maybe I forgot, so I never explained, or maybe I can't remember, so I can't find the reason, whether it's your fault or mine. Zhang Yihang is still obsessed with the things proposed by Zhao Yihuan at the moment, maybe he is a noble person who forgets things, such trivial things will be forgotten after sleeping.

Therefore, forgetting is forgetting, missing is missing, unless they can erase Zhao Yihuan's memory or show Zhang Yihang his life memoirs, otherwise, this will be a difficult chapter in their lives.

In fact, the atmosphere at this moment has already been rendered with a sad atmosphere, and the tears are a rain in the cold autumn, washing away the original warmth, and slowly, the temperature around it has dropped again.

Zhao Yihuan listened to the footsteps that followed very tightly, always keeping his eyes on it, and looked behind him from time to time.

Although Zhang Yihang didn't follow very closely, no matter how Zhao Yihuan sped up, she just couldn't get rid of Zhang Yihang.

He just followed me, looked at me, and hopefully kept his distance. Zhao Yihuan had no other way but to let him follow.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Yihang didn't lose it, and still followed behind Zhao Yihuan.

"I've been watching you, watching you, protecting you, but I beg you not to turn a blind eye to my love, because I want the same attention. ”

Zhao Yihuan knew that Zhang Yihang was still behind her, so she didn't dare to look back.

There is a subtle word between the words, so even if you love a lot, you don't dare to reveal half of your heart.

Zhao Yihuan didn't know why, the corners of his eyes were moist.

Maybe the spring breeze is too gentle and makes my eyes foggy, it may be that the spring rain is still wetting the corners of my eyes, or maybe I miss you too, so I can't help crying.