End-time crisis.

When Lu Liangren rushed to the new home that Park Chanyeol had said, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she tried to calm her breathing, pushed the door and walked in.

There was no sound in the room quietly, Lu Liangren walked lightly to the study, but found that it was dark, and the sun was shining outside, but the curtains of this house were closed, and no sunlight leaked in.

Park Chanyeol's eyes are not good, he never allows himself to fall into complete darkness, but Lu Liangren has a feeling that he is here, he must be here!

Lu Liangren closed his eyes, tried to suppress the fear of darkness in his heart, and stepped into this room.

At the desk, she touched a man's hand.

"Chanlie," she whispered, "I'm back, but I'm late, I'm sorry." ”

The other party didn't speak, and Lu Liangren didn't speak.

It took at least five or six minutes before Park Chanlie spoke with difficulty:

"Why didn't you come yesterday?"

"Yesterday was my birthday, and it was also our wedding day, but why didn't you come?"

"The set of furniture you picked out last time has already been delivered, but you are not there, and I don't know how to place it. ”

"Your clothes are specially customized by Li Zhesheng, I think that a person who loves to be so lively must like Chinese weddings rather than Western styles, so I made a cheongsam, remember the last time you wore a cheongsam, it was beautiful. ”

"Not only did I call Bingjiu, Night Haze, Shen Jinghao, and Li Zhesheng, but I also invited my parents from the 113 base, and Nanzhi also brought you a gift, I didn't open it, I don't know what it contains. ”

"I know you're busy, so I've done everything I can to help you, I think you'll definitely come over there when you're done, and you won't have to do anything then, just dress up and marry me." ”

"But why didn't you come?"

Lu Liangren's heart twitched, and his voice trembled a little: "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I originally wanted to take you to meet my family, I really wanted to marry you." But Chanlie, lost in vain, my brother is gone, I have been busy looking for him these days, and I finally found him, but yesterday another sad thing happened and made me cry in vain. My brother never cried, although he didn't shed tears yesterday but I did, I knew that he was really broken, so I have been by his side, with him...... I forgot about it. ”

Park Chanlie clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually blurred.

Every word Lu Liangren said was hammered heavily on his heart, knocking out embarrassing and ugly pits.

Is that the difference? Is this the difference between loving and being loved?

Bian Baixian is loved by her, so she is obviously an adult in her twenties, and she has to look for it without sleep or food if she doesn't go home.

And he loves her, so even if it is such an important thing as marriage, she can simply forget about it.

"Chanlie, I'm sorry ......"

Lu Liangren wanted to pull him, but Park Chanlie shook off her hand and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it that when Bian Baixian cries, Park Canlie will be gone?"

His eyes were sore and swollen, Lu Liangren choked back tears, and held back not to cry: "Canlie, I'm sorry...... It's all my fault......"

"No, it's not your fault, you'll never be wrong. The rough palm touched her face, and in the darkness, Park Chanyeol's painful voice sounded: "You won't be wrong, you will only miss." My lover, why aren't you afraid of missing me?"

"Chan...... Lie ...... "Lu Liangren finally couldn't hold back his tears.

On the other hand, Park Chanyeol felt as if he had overestimated his own capacity.

Before, he thought that he was mentally prepared to accept the fact that the woman he liked had another man in his heart.

But at this moment, seeing her forgetting him in the corner for another man, the huge pain that swept in his heart immediately stunned Park Chanyeol.

Why is it so sore and painful?

Park Chanyeol coughed vigorously before his eyes blurred, then turned his head to take a deep breath to suppress the tears in his eyes.

He didn't want to cry, he didn't want to cry to this cruel woman, he wanted her love, not pity.

"I'm sorry, Chanlie, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to......" Lu Liangren was still apologizing, but all the language was so pale and weak, not to mention Park Canlie, even she herself felt that these words were insincere: "Canlie, you hit me, scold me, so that you can feel more comfortable." ”

Park Chanlie let out a sigh, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Beat you, scold you, so that I can feel comfortable? Could it be that Bian Baixian has done this to you before? But my stupid girl, you don't understand my feelings for you at all.

That feeling was so strong that I was scared of myself......

In the dark, Park Canlie made a heart-hugging gesture, handed it to Lu Liangren, and said, "I only have such a heart, you look at the injury." ”

**

Following.

"I have a negotiation with Shen Jinghao today, and you can find someone to play by yourself. ”

After a night, Park Chanyeol's mood has eased down, and only his dark eyes are still a little cold, not as warm as before.

Lu Liangren looked at his face, hesitated, and finally didn't say anything, only nodded.

Park Chanyeol lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast, half of his face was shining in the morning sun, and the other half of his face was buried in shadows, and his facial features were a little unreal.

After eating, Park Chanyeol went back to his room to change his clothes, and sat at the entrance of the gate to put on his shoes.

Park Chanyeol's body temperature is high, and even in the snowy winter, he still wears a special combat suit with a vest style, clinging to his body, like a moving hormone.

Lu Liangren's sharp eyes saw that there were scars faintly showing on his back, and he slowly reached out, but he froze at the moment when he was about to touch it, because Park Chanlie had already turned his head to look at her.

Lu Liangren's hand fell, she looked at Park Canlie quietly, and after a long time, she opened her mouth and asked, "Canlie, what do you like about me?"

Yes, what do you like about me? Do you like me to lose a big face when I broke the appointment on my wedding day, and I am reluctant to say a heavy word? I still remember when I first came to the last days, you told me that the most important thing for people in the last days is face, but you used to be born and die with so many scars to save face, and now you are trampled into the mud under my feet.

Park Chanlie turned his head and continued to put on his shoes, and said in a low voice: "Some people can't tell what's good, but no one can replace them." ”

Lu Liangren was silent.

About half an hour after Park Chanlie left, Lu Liangren's phone suddenly rang.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was Huang Zitao.