The family was also puzzled by Mo Feng's sudden emotional departure, but Liang Yu, who knew Mo Feng, knew Mo Feng's mood at this time, but he could only know, but he couldn't say anything? Maybe Mo Feng should be left alone.

Walking on the country road sprinkled with bright stars, although it is already cemented, but the soil that belongs to the countryside will always exist, and the quiet and comfortable that cannot exist anywhere is difficult to be polluted by heavy industry, if you want to relax, want to walk quietly, the night path will be the best place.

Autumn is not full of spring, there is no summer prosperity, some are just a desolation, a withering, perhaps the only consolation is the autumn harvest that can make every farmer look forward to it more and more, even if it is shrouded in darkness, you can still feel the excitement of the autumn harvest.

Mo Feng looked around as he walked, he hadn't taken a closer look at how many years he had lived like this, his hometown that had brought too much joy, there was no happiness in the days of struggle outside, some were just injured and injured, and there were not many things to be able to walk on the path without anything, maybe after the honeymoon, he would have to continue to struggle, and now the brand of grassland home is very strong in Inner Mongolia, and there will not be too much left for Mo Feng's newlywed holidays.

Looking at the distant sky, there is no so-called end, and of course there is no end to the human heart.

Mo Feng really didn't know why Bai Qing and Ina would come when he got married, and he specially told all the guests from Shanghai not to advertise, as long as they knew, who told Bai Qing and Ina about their marriage, Mo Feng couldn't understand, what was the purpose of telling the two?

The more Mo Feng thought about it, the more confused he became, coupled with the lonely departure of Ina, now Mo Feng is dripping blood, and the beautiful but sad song that Ina sings has always echoed in Mo Feng's ears, and the sound rings on Mo Feng's eardrums, especially the sentence, "After I don't have me, drink less wine alone, and there will be no one to collect the clothes on the windowsill." ”

made Mo Feng burst into tears again, remembering the past, remembering the picture of arguing with Ina, and remembering the clothes on the clothes rack in Ina's house, and the picture of Ina going to collect them.

The more Mo Feng thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, his heart ached, and he was also thinking about what Ina was doing at this time? Is there the same heartache as yourself, is there a single person like yourself who sheds tears that turn black and dark, maybe the tears will not freeze, but they will never stop flowing.

Mo Feng, who was walking, suddenly squatted down, covered his face and cried, in the dead of night, it can be regarded as a ghost crying wolf, Mo Feng's emotional tears that have been suppressed for a long time are flowing wildly, in the calm and comfortable night, accompanied by the barking of dogs, Mo Feng's crying is getting louder and louder, a man is crying so crazy, maybe it really hurts, maybe it hurts more than the moment when Ina said the breakup, because at that moment, he hurt her, not that she hurt herself, such pain, such a pain that he didn't want to hurt, Only by crying, by the autumn wind, with the autumn wind mixed with the dirt mixed with the leaves of the autumn wind to smear

"Nana, I'm sorry, although I love you, I can't love you, maybe that's our fate, right? Even if you didn't say anything, but I know that you have let go of your arrogant dignity to keep me, Nana must be happy, forget me, the text is written to the extreme, then our love has reached the extreme, then forget about it. ”

Mo Feng raised his head to the brightest star in the sky, and said in a choked voice, his tone had already flown away, and his voice trembled non-stop, perhaps Ina at the end of the day had already heard it.

After Ina left the wedding scene, she returned to Shanghai on the plane, at this time Ina was sitting on the balcony, drinking Mo Feng's favorite pure raw, the longer cans had been placed in a mess on the cold ground, and the thick smell of alcohol was endlessly diffused, mixed with unspeakable heartache, and poured into the sky.

And Ina is crying with alcohol, the alcohol is flowing wildly from the corners of her mouth, sliding her jaw, permeating her whole body, and the sad tears are not to be outdone, she can't stop crisscrossing her face, and the constant stimulation has long been without the slightest ruddy face, crying with makeup, crying away from the wind, but she can't cry away the sadness in her heart.

Ina has never felt like this, the pain of drilling the heart has always existed, maybe the moment she saw Mo Feng and Liang Yu standing on the stage, wearing wedding dresses, Ina was a little numb, but when she walked out of the tent, the so-called numbness had lost its medicinal effect, and the tears that could reflect the sadness had been flowing, from Shijiazhuang to Shanghai, all the way quietly and quietly crying, maybe the tears had dried up, but the heartache was in, the eyes would be endless, and the feeling of heartache had been burning hard, It is as if to burn all the love and hatred, and also burn the traces of the so-called love.

But after the fire burned, the love reappeared, the pain worked again, the tears flowed the same, the choking sound of pain was also accompanied, the pain was accompanied by tears, the choking followed the heartache, and it kept circulating, Ina sat irregularly, undignified sitting on the cold ground, one foot wearing high heels, one bare foot, the long hair that was about to reach the waist was messy, plus the three watches in the middle of the night, the lights were not turned on, and people who didn't know the situation thought it was a ghost?

Ina didn't say a word, only cried instead of the words in her heart

The cry of the wind drifted farther and farther, and finally was annihilated by the darkness, the sky seemed to be elongated, but it was even more dead and silent, and the black clothes all over the world also swallowed the lonely drunken crying Ina, and devoured it without hesitation

The same world, different places, the same time, different scenery, the same feelings, the same tears, choking may have become a farewell

In the next week, Mo Feng and Liang Yu traveled together, and they spent their honeymoon happily, Liang Yu's belly would get bigger and bigger at any time, Mo Feng asked Liang Yu to take care of it directly by his mother, and the crops that were not harvested were all spent money to find someone to help, Mo Feng couldn't bear to let the family continue to suffer.

Mo Yu and Zhang Zi also returned to Shanghai, Mo Yu continued to study, Zhang Zi was learning cooking skills, while taking care of Shanghai Town, when Zhang Zi was leaving, Mo Feng told Zhang Zi, take care of it, I will go back to Shanghai, and Shanghai will be the world of our two brothers at that time.

Zhang Zi and Mo Feng high-fived again, and then Zhang Zi returned to Shanghai with faith and passion, and Mo Feng continued to struggle for the grassland home, Hulunbuir store is very popular, Mo Feng is ready to open another store in Hulunbuir, let the popularity continue, and at the same time prepare to penetrate like other cities, there are seven stores in the tourist area The profit share is also enough funds, Mo Feng's rise to the road will take a big step after the marriage, and the so-called love, let the work wear out