The vast sky really brightened, the sun hanging in the sky was real and innocent, without a trace of nothingness, the lonely autumn wind blew, blowing up a leaf that had already landed, slowly drifting up, drifting to the balcony on the third floor where Mo Feng was.

At this time, on the balcony on the third floor, there was not the slightest sound, there was not the slightest movement, there was just a not very high but very annoying snoring, one after another, one after another.

The lonely autumn wind suddenly became irritable, probably not wanting to listen to the snoring sound that made his heart tickle, controlling the withered yellow leaves, and attacking the person who made the snoring sound, Mo Feng.

At this time, Mo Feng actually fell asleep on the balcony, the posture can be described as weird and funny, with the cold floor of the balcony as a comfortable pillow, and the warm sunlight as a quilt to bring warmth, the two legs naturally formed a big figure, and the corners of the mouth were painted with a comfortable saliva, and the snoring accompanied by the sound of the autumn wind began a battle without gunsmoke.

The sad withered yellow leaves have become a tool of the wind, only to see the fallen leaves slowly falling, just without a trace of error, falling on Mo Feng's face washed by rain and tears, the roughness of the leaves rubbed Mo Feng's haggard but uncertain face.

At this moment, Mo Feng suddenly straightened up, staring at everything around him in fear eagerly, and the words he wanted to say were not spoken, and he swallowed them alive in his stomach.

Mo Feng stood up slowly, Mo Feng was able to wake up also indicates that the wind has won, is Mo Feng really woken up by the friction of the leaves? Or is there something else, only Mo Feng himself understands.

After Mo Feng stood up, he looked at the dazzling sunlight and muttered, "Why am I here?" Where did Menglan go? Did you go to work? ”

Mo Feng shook his head, feeling a little dizzy, and then slowly walked into the room, saw everything familiar, what happened yesterday, immediately like a rushing spring water all emerged, spreading to Mo Feng's whole body, after remembering yesterday's events, Mo Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

Then he walked into his room and began to pack up his things, I don't know what Mo Feng is going to do? Mo Feng cleaned up quickly, as if he was hiding from something?

Soon Mo Feng packed his quilt, clothes, and all his things into suitcases, bags, and after completing all this, Mo Feng was a little out of breath, and sat down next to the desk he used when he went to school.

Mo Feng picked up the black gel pen with a calm face, and began to write on the letter paper on the writing desk, without a trace of contaminated white paper, with a messy but somewhat neat font, which immediately appeared on the letterhead, and the trembling and slender tip of the pen swam on the white letterhead, with a heartbreak sadness, composing the meaning of parting.

Dear Xiaolan: What I saw yesterday, and what you said, has been seared in my heart, although it is very heartache, but I will not blame you, I can only blame myself, just now I dreamed of you, dreamed that you are already getting married, wearing a beautiful wedding dress, is so charming, incomparable bride, but the groom is not me, I just silently watched you in the corner, looking at the familiar face and familiar smile, my heart is really not a taste.

Okay, don't say much, I'm Mo Feng is a three-nil man riding a broken bicycle, you choose to leave me, I don't blame you, because we have passed the innocence, I don't want other times, the troubles of the world, the temptation in my heart has eroded everyone.

Goodbye, we may become strangers in the future, strangers of all kinds, and I will move away from here in a moment, leaving this house full of sweet memories, leaving the place where thousands of thoughts can flow to me.

I hope you are happy and happy.

Mo Fengliu, who loved you once or now.

Mo Feng stopped his pen, trembling and heartbroken, some words were no longer clear, his eyes were already ruddy, and a little sad tears dripped out again, falling slowly, with a heavy breath, and fell onto the written stationery, leaving a trace of love.

Mo Feng didn't look at the letterhead, he stood up slowly, and looked up at the lamp that was already a little gray, in fact, Mo Feng was not looking at the lamp, but wanted the tears that quickly emerged to flow back again.

Mo Feng said lightly: "Tears are obedient, don't shed any more, there will be time in the future, let you flow well." ”

As soon as Mo Feng's words fell, he didn't look at the lights, he didn't look at the roof, but walked to the luggage that had been packed, picked up the guitar on the bed, and his emotions almost got out of control again, Mo Feng endured the heartache, carried the guitar on his back, pulled the luggage with one hand, and the other hand still had pain, and lifted the bag that was not too heavy.

Slowly walked out of the bedroom, and when he walked to the bedroom door, he looked back at everything he was familiar with, looked at the wallpaper posted on the white wall, and saw Jang Keun Suk's signature smile.

At this time, Mo Feng smiled, although his smile was not as charming as Jang Keun Suk, but it had a unique charm.

Mo Feng wanted to leave with a smile, leaving this place where he had lived for 6 years, without taking away a trace of regret, but leaving a deep regret.

That's it, life can be regretted, but not regretted, regret the expected happiness in the heart, regret is the happiness of the past.

With the sound of the closing door, Mo Feng said goodbye to this room, with the sound of the closing door, Mo Feng felt as if his heart was shattered by the sound of the door, and the indescribable taste surged up Mo Feng's broken heart, Mo Feng did not stay, and walked slowly downstairs quickly, struggling to walk on the somewhat dirty stairs.

At this time, a woman about 30 years old walked up the stairs, and happened to meet Mo Feng who was going downstairs, this woman was the owner of this house, the so-called landlord, with a pair of charming almond eyes, a very delicate face, a slender and hot figure, and a charming charm everywhere.

But until now, I am still single, I don't know why such good conditions, I don't look for a man, in the past, Mo Feng and Menglan also introduced a lot of men to the landlord, but this beautiful landlord has no one with him.

When the landlord saw Mo Feng pulling his luggage, he asked suspiciously, "Xiaofeng, what are you going to do?" How are you pulling your luggage, and what's going on with your forehead, is it hurt? ”

"Sister Yu, I'm leaving, I don't live here, I owe you rent, I'll pay you back next month, I lost my salary yesterday, okay?"

"And the one you don't want to touch when you have your forehead, it's not an injury, it's fine."

Mo Feng hid the pain on his face, a bright smile resurfaced on his face, and said with a smile at Sister Yu.

"What? You're leaving, what about Xiaolan, are you going too? Sister Yu said shockedly, and she didn't bother to ask how she was injured.

Sister Yu was obviously a little shocked that Mo Feng was leaving, after all, she had lived there for 6 years, and she would definitely be surprised if she said to leave.

Mo Feng stood at the top of the stairs, Sister Feng stood at the bottom of the stairs, and Sister Yu's seductive breasts could be seen at a glance, but Mo Feng would not pay attention to it at this time.

Mo Feng was really difficult to answer Sister Feng's words, it was really difficult to speak.

smiled and said, "Yes, she has to leave too, she estimates that she will come to pack her things in a while, Sister Yu, the rent." ”

Sister Yu knew that Mo Feng was obviously a little reluctant to leave, no matter what, she couldn't ask more, and Qiang Liu, looked at Mo Feng who was standing on it and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, what are you talking about, of course you can, Sister Feng believes in your person, and it's okay if you still have it, just come back and see Sister Yu more." ”

"Hehe, that's good, Sister Yu, two months' rent, I'll give it to you as soon as I have it, then I'll go first." Mo Feng said with a smile.

As he spoke, he was about to go downstairs, Mo Feng at this time really didn't want to stay a little longer, and if he stayed a little longer, he would remember the past and yesterday, which was really a torture for him.

Without waiting for Sister Yu to say anything, Mo Feng went down to the second floor in a hurry and walked out of the building.

Sister Yu looked at Mo Feng's eager back, and always felt that Mo Feng was very strange, so she quickly went downstairs, wanting to ask Mo Feng what was going on.

At this time, Mo Feng had quickly put his luggage on the tattered bicycle, rode the bicycle himself, and eagerly drove towards the road full of confusion.

The dazzling sunlight shone on Mo Feng, who was riding a broken bicycle hard, as if comforting him, and as if laughing at him, even the autumn wind that had already defeated him.

With the creaking of the broken bicycle and the groaning of pain, Mo Feng left this place full of happy memories and sad memories.

Sister Yu, who ran out, looked at the back that was gradually disappearing, and her beautiful face showed a faint sadness and inexplicable bitterness.

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