I am Song Jincheng, and Cheng Ming always said that I am a fox and am not moved by the world, but I know that this is not the case. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that there is no one who makes my heart pound and makes me feel like we are the same kind of people.

It wasn't until that love letter brought her to me, and it wasn't until she looked at me, that I suddenly felt that maybe life wasn't as boring as I thought.

Maybe I should be grateful to Li Jiayun, if he hadn't imitated my handwriting and forged that love letter, maybe I wouldn't have had anything to do with her in my life.

At first, I thought that this girl was not quite the same as rumored, and then Cheng Ming's relationship with her was better than I imagined.

It's just that when Cheng Ming sighed and was afraid that she would be bullied, he thought about those clear eyes and denied this point of view in his heart.

She is by no means a white rabbit, how can she be bullied so easily.

Gradually, her name appeared in her ears many times, and she still stayed in her corner so faintly.

The two of them have never seen each other again except for the first meeting.

Seeing the girl appear in front of him with a red face, he had to say that he was more or less annoyed in his heart, and he couldn't come to the quiet place that he had finally found.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he turned around, he saw her standing there gracefully, her eyes were clear and cold, and she was holding the guzheng in her hand.

looked at him calmly, and in the face of his question, he only answered lightly.

It's just that he never thought that she would take the initiative to mention that love letter, she looked at him with a blank face, but those eyes were infinitely bright, with a magic that even she didn't understand.

Those eyes, lonely and transparent, with the halo of the setting sun, softened her delicate face, beautiful and incredible, and those eyes were more like a lively splash of ink painting, tossing and turning.

He was lost in those eyes, half-resounding.

She was a little annoyed, but then she was suddenly distracted by something. At that moment, he felt that someone had taken away her attention, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his heart.

But she just looked at the man who was walking slowly, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, like a fox waiting for her prey.

She looked at the others, but asked him to play a game with her with someone.

He looked at the man who came over, a little sarcastic, and didn't know who he was sarcastic. It's just that he knows that his mood today has been affected many times by the person in front of him, which is not a good phenomenon.

He should be standing on a high place and watching others sink and turn, not with them.

But sometimes, some people, once they meet, are destined to be entangled.

For example, Li Jiayun and her, for example, Li Jiayun and Lin Jiao, and for example, him and her.

And what really made him feel that the two of them were very similar was in the public welfare activities, she coldly looked at the pleas of others, and coldly created a musical grave for that group of people.

She asked him lightly what he was most afraid of.

At that moment, her eyes made him unforgettable.

It was also at that time that he suddenly felt that this person was the same as him. Looking at the joys, sorrows and sorrows of others from a high place, a person walks between black and white.

When she learned that she was with Li Jiayun, the whole school was boiling, but he was the only one who saw it more clearly than anyone else.

In this love game, Li Jiayun lost, and he lost completely.

Because, her eyes have never changed. will always be cold and unmoved, but Li Jiayun will sink day by day.

So when she asked him to give her two invitations, he knew that it was time for it to end, and it was time for Li Jiayun to wake up.

She looked at Lin Jiao and Li Jiayun gently, gentle and cruel, but everything seemed to be expected by her.

Li Jiayun wanted her to enter the game, but she lost her heart.

And he, a person watching the play, didn't reduce himself to a person in the play.

Looking at her with a sudden change in breath, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart, and then he looked at the relaxation in her eyes. Watching her walk all the way out of the Song family's hall, he suddenly felt that maybe this time, not only would Li Jiayun never see her again, but he might not be able to see her anymore.

So he wondered if this person would not be Su Wan, and as soon as this idea came out, it seemed to take root in his mind, and he still asked.

And her suddenly cold face made him even more confirmed his thoughts.

Watching her admit it, his heart sank instead. If he knew who she was, he knew how to find her.

If this person is just a ghost, how is he going to keep her, and how is he going to find her?

Song Jincheng had never been afraid of anything before, and at this moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep her, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch the person in front of him.

Hugging her before she got used to his presence was probably the most courageous and regrettable thing he had ever done in his life.

But he heard her say, "I'm not leaving."

He wanted to say that this sentence in this life was the most beautiful word he had ever heard, and it was also the word that made him the happiest.

Later, he was always by her side, and she was always with him.

Even though nothing happened to them, he was satisfied.

Gu Jin, in this life, I can't let you fall in love with me. So, the next time you meet, can you like me a little more than in this life?

......

Gu Jin looked at the old man who was breathing weakly on the bed, and her fingers touched the fine lines at the corners of the old man's eyes, this person accompanied her from youth to gray hair.

Now that he was dying, she suddenly felt that human beings were originally a fragile thing.

As if sensing Gu Jin's touch, Song Jincheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Gu Jin, who had not changed much from sixty years ago, and smiled lightly: "I'm leaving, but I want to watch you go." ”

Gu Jin was suddenly sad and shook his head: "I promised you to accompany you to the last moment of your life." ”

Song Jincheng held Gu Jin's hand: "Don't be sad, this life is too fast, I don't have time to cherish it if it's fast, I'll be old." ”

"You're still the same as before, and I've always wondered if it would have been better if I hadn't left you behind. ”

Gu Jin felt that Song Jincheng's vital signs were getting weaker and weaker, and his hands trembled a little: "Jincheng-"

"I can't bear it..."Song Jincheng's eyes flashed with tears: "The rest of your life is so long, but I can only accompany you for such a short time, I am so reluctant." ”

I can't bear you, I can't forget and your bits and pieces.

Song Jincheng carefully traced Gu Jin's face and engraved it in his heart: "I'm afraid that you will be sad to see me go, so... Let me see you go. ”

So that I can leave this world with peace of mind.

"Don't. Gu Jin shook his head stubbornly: "I want to accompany you." ”

He has been with her all her life, holding her in the palm of his hand, and never asking her to do things he doesn't like. And all she could do now was watch him come to the end of his life, watch him die.

Song Jincheng smiled and bent his eyebrows, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes: "Then let's go together, okay?"

Gu Jin looked at Song Jincheng's eyes that were still doting, and said with difficulty: "Okay." ”

Song Jincheng slowly closed his eyes, the light dissipated in front of him little by little, and he thought: He can still hold these hands in the end, he is satisfied.

Gu Jin still left one step late, looked at the person who died with a smile on the bed, and left slowly.

In the future, no one named Song Jincheng was so good to her.