Li's father was very unhappy, and mentioned the bastard matter of Lixiao in the past: "At the beginning, you were crazy in your brain, you didn't do a good family business, but you wanted to be a policeman, and you don't want to think about how your mother has come over all these years?

Li Xiao ate a few mouthfuls of food in silence and went upstairs, his room was exactly the same as when he left seven years ago, except that a nanny came in to clean it every day, and even the chair had not been moved. Lixiao trembled lightly and took out a small box with exquisite workmanship from the drawer, which had been sealed in the dust for so many years, thinking that he would not be able to touch his heart again, but the faint pain from the position of his left chest made him dare not breathe hard.

When the box was opened, there were some photos from the past, and on top was a photo of him with a good brother who was once a good brother, his name was Shu Yang. Shu Yang and their family are world friends, they have had business contacts since their grandfather's generation, and their lives have been arranged together since the days of milk babies, both of them are only children, so they regard each other as real brothers. Li stared at the handsome young man who was not inferior to him in the photo in a daze, tore the photo in half with indifferent eyes, took out a lighter and burned Shu Yang's photo to ashes. The following is a graduation photo from high school, at that time he and Shu Yang were estranged, like two enemies who hate to never see each other, and they want to fight to break the blood when they meet.

He was no longer in the mood to take a closer look at them one by one, and took out the photo that was pressed at the bottom, this photo was stolen by him from Shu Yang, once he was like a thief who stole a peerless baby, and he felt that it was inappropriate to put her photo anywhere, afraid of being spied on and afraid that others would see the thoughts in his heart, so he put it at the bottom, the girl in the photo was pure and clean, the ethereal aura was impressive, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his dark eyes seemed to be telling you a thousand wisps of affection even if he didn't speak.

She doesn't exist anymore, she lives forever in memory, that night has made a complete break with the past, where is there so much beauty in life, but people's lives are so long, so I can only choose to remember those good things, and in the long years to come, I can still have the courage to take it out and recall. The flames gradually swallowed her only photograph, inch by inch, as if he was trampling on his own heart, flesh and blood blurred. The firelight illuminated the pure and sweet smiling face in the photo, and it was imprinted in his heart through his eyes, and he was suffocated, and when he extinguished the fire with his hands, the whole person was completely sober. There was a huge pain in the palm of the hand that pressed the remaining half of the photo, and at that moment he began to collapse and could not extricate himself......

Have you ever had a crush on someone like this? From the moment you met her (him), it seemed that every breath was aching.

Have you ever had a crush on someone like this? You don't have to think about it, but it's always in your mind, in your dreams.

Have you ever had a crush on someone like this? Love her (him) to death, but it takes enough courage to even look at her (him).

Have you ever had a crush on someone like this? once regarded her (him) as the only one in this life, thinking that this was fate.

Have you ever had a crush on someone like this? Until she (he) is far away from your life, you realize that there is also a living passion that is far away.