'Click', I don't know what fell to the ground, something shattered.

Hongluan lowered his head, cried and smiled: "Ah Lian, I thought you understood, I thought you would understand." ”

Lian Gongzi didn't answer, he was silent.

Silence is the silence that Hongluan is most afraid of.

She looked up suddenly, and saw Lian Gongzi's plain face that had not changed for ten years.

That kind of blandness pierced her heart.

Hongluan suddenly laughed, with tears on her face, she smiled: "Ten years, Ah Lian, we have been together for ten years, have you really never been moved by me?" Even a little. ”

Even Gongzi is still silent, silent like the stagnant water of the lake.

"Ah Lian, do you know that the one I want to marry the most is you!" Hongluan closed her eyes, but she couldn't stop the tears from bursting the embankment and crawled towards her neck.

She was sobbing, almost out of breath, but she wished she had drowned here, in this pool of water, more than in the future.

What sounded in his ears was the quiet voice of Lian Gongzi, "Luan'er, people and demons, don't fall in love." ”

Like a thunderclap in the spring, all the hopes of Hongluan were shattered, and the rain fell to the ground, shattered, and the soil could not be absorbed.

"Really?" Hongluan laughed and cried, as if she was crazy, "Really? Even Gongzi? That's what you're going to say to me? Shemales can't be loved? ”

"Yes."

Hongluan listened to his tone, and could even see his expressionless face through his closed eyelids.

"Okay, Gongzi Lian, Hongluan retires." Hongluan smiled, turned his head, and stumbled out, as if he was hiding from something, and didn't look back all the way.

Even Gongzi waited until he could no longer see Hongluan's back, then he squatted down and picked up the lotus seeds that had just been sprinkled on the ground one by one.

On the dry ground, there are circles of watermarks.

He muttered: "Luan'er, you are right, Lianxin, it's bitter......"

I don't know when his face was crawling with tears, but Hongluan kept his eyes closed and didn't see it.

Lian Gongzi picked up the lotus seeds on the ground before getting up, tilting his body, and pouring directly into the lotus pond.

Strangely, he didn't make a splash, but slowly sank and disappeared.

When Hongluan ran to the house, the tears were already dry, just sticking to his face, which was very uncomfortable.

She didn't care about this, but ran to the boudoir in a fit of rage, closed the door, covered her head with the quilt, and couldn't help sobbing.

Hongluan was crying and scolding herself.

"What's the use of crying! Hongluan, you cowardly fellow, don't cry. ”

After saying this, Hongluan cried even more fiercely.

"Forget it." Hongluan sobbed and muttered, "Cry, cry, cry, when tomorrow dawns, don't think about him anymore." ”

"Allen is a bastard, bastard!" Pinching the quilt tightly, Hongluan scolded.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow I'll forget about this bastard......"

I didn't eat lunch or dinner, Hongluan's eyes finally cried into a pair of walnuts, and she cried all her strength, lying on the bed, not moving.

The moon hung high in the sky, bright and round, but in Hongluan's eyes, it was extraordinarily ironic.

It's like an empty saucer, and laughing at Hongluan is nothing more than an empty one.

Covering his head, Hongluan was silent, but he couldn't help crying.

The quilt can already be wrung out of water, but Hongluan has no intention of letting go, she sobbed quietly, quietly, and no longer howled.

Outside the window, Lian Gongzi stood quietly in the moonlight, listening to the occasional two sobs from the people in the window, as if a hand was twisting his heart.