Chapter 212: What the Years Took Away

Sometimes, in this world, half of the people are laughing at the other half of the people, so all the people become fools.

"Lord, this time, you watch. Abin said.

"Xicheng, that small wine table, but waiting for you, you still have to give such a story an explanation, I don't want to bring back a dead man. Li Banruo finally put the cigarette to his mouth, but he was still reluctant to light it.

Abin smiled, how nostalgic, nostalgic made him want to live, there was no reason to live, no matter how much he resented the world, how he was overwhelmed by the nightmare of the night.

"I'm going back, waiting for me to go back. As he spoke, his eyes full of antiquity, like a flower blooming in the darkest despair, it was heartbreaking.

"So, don't die. Li Banruo clenched every word, perhaps knowing very well how heavy these words were.

Abin nodded vigorously, maybe they have gone through vicissitudes, but in a sense, at the end of the two departures, no one has changed in the slightest, maybe this is the rarest and rarest thing.

This reminds Abin of that West City, every person, every story, and every past in the West City, as if he found something from it that he wanted to live desperately.

The sunken past is generally evidence of a person's desire to live desperately, but most of the time, a person's life is more of an ethereal attachment.

Ah Bin looked at Li Panruo, as if he could think of what Pan Ye had experienced in the past two years, these two years, definitely not so easy to survive, maybe for those of them who live at the bottom of the rivers and lakes with nothing, it seems that only scars or pain can prove that they are still alive and okay or.

didn't want to talk about those things that were so heavy that he couldn't change them in his heart, Ah Bin sorted out his thoughts and asked slowly, "Master Pan, how is Xicheng?"

But this is really something that is not heavy, Abin shook his head in his heart, he didn't know, maybe it was just an excuse to escape another heavy paragraph.

Li Panruo gently bit the cigarette butt on the side of his mouth, his expression did not seem to be softened at all, but he frowned and said: "It's still like that, high, still high, nothing, still nothing, vulnerable, still vulnerable." ”

A very general answer, but what was messy about Li Banruo's expression, what made Li Banruo's expression become so complicated, which made Abin suddenly a little curious, but he didn't ask directly, he was afraid of touching something.

Of course, Li Banruo also noticed Abin's unspeakable secret, and continued to say silently: "I have such a feeling that since the Ninth Master left, the story of Xicheng has nothing to do with me as a bastard. ”

It sounds a little ridiculous, as if a person who has lived in such a river and lake, and even a person who has given up everything for this river and lake for most of his life, suddenly said one day that he forgot such a river and lake.

But Abin seemed to have a deep understanding of Li Banruo's words, he nodded slightly, and suddenly thought of something, a little empathetic, and a little selfish asked: "Pan Ye, how is Qiu Yue?"

The reason why Abin looked heavy when he asked such a sentence was because he knew very well that what he was asking was not just such a person, not just such a life, but a heavy relationship.

There is no doubt that his relationship failed, but the one that failed, and it was precisely because of this that Abin had a very inexplicable expectation, and it seemed that he hoped that there would be a positive result to fill his somewhat empty heart.

It was a little sad, but he didn't think it was ridiculous that the desperate traveler was desperately trying to grasp the last straw.

Li Panruo's expression was slowly frozen, under such a bone-chilling weather, it slowly formed a layer of ice, he smiled far-fetchedly, and then lit the cigarette that had been held for a long time in his mouth, and seemed to use all his strength to take a deep and deep inhale, and then slowly spit out a sentence, and said in a very calm, even calm voice that made people feel calm to the point of abnormality:" She is married, married to Li Qiuhe, she should have seen that man, he is a good man, the business is not big or small, the key is to have a good future, it is better to be clean, more than one level better than me, a bastard who lives on the tip of a knife and does not seem to have tomorrow. ”

And Ah Bin's expression seemed to freeze with Li Panruo's sentence, he knew that he might have stabbed *, he just looked at Li Banruo who said all this with a calm expression, and felt a little distressed, because he could roughly imagine what kind of story this was, but even if he or Li Banruo struggled to the point where he couldn't fight anymore, he still couldn't change the feelings that slipped at hand.

The harder you work, the more you can't hold the sand in your hand, and you can only speed up the flow of sand, which is an extremely simple truth, but most people can't really understand it in their lifetime, so there will be so many tortures, so much so that people don't know how to take a breath.

Li Banruo took a big gulp of such a cigarette, and said with a seemingly breezy face: "Don't feel too sorry for me, all of this is my own choice, it has nothing to do with anyone, for Qiu Yue, this is also her choice, and it is also the most correct choice, and only in this way, she can live such a life, don't say anything about meeting and hating late, and don't say anything about being born at the wrong time, I know better than anyone else, I can't give her anything, I won't in the past, and I won't in the future, it's better to let her go happily." ”

He said it very lightly, so frivolous that it made people feel like Li Banruo was joking, but Abin could smell the most primitive sadness from it, that kind of sadness, which came from the deepest part of the soul, and even made people give up the idea of struggling.

One day, when what makes your heart ache is no longer heartache for this, what makes you sad no longer sad for this, what makes you cry no longer tears for this, and what makes you happy will never be able to laugh, maybe only at that time will you know what this time has taken away, what has this life given, but is it really so?

Abin only knows that some things that are hidden deep in the heart will never be dimmed by the polishing of the years, and will always shine.

Pride or sadness.