When Mo Feng heard Liang Yu's crying voice, he hurriedly wanted to get up, endured the pain in his body, looked at Liang Yu lying in his arms and said eagerly, "What's wrong with you?" Did you get hurt somewhere? ”

But Liang Yu kept crying, as if he had a feeling of joy and sadness, and he couldn't stop at all.

Mo Feng didn't understand why Liang Yu was crying, thinking that Liang Yu was injured, and regardless of the blood that had flowed from his head, he hurriedly checked Liang Yu's body to see where he was injured.

"Liang Yu, what's wrong? Is it hurt? ”

Mo Feng couldn't find any injuries, so he asked eagerly.

Liang Yu shook his head, indicating that he was not injured, but the crying continued, and the crying face was very pitiful, which made Mo Feng feel a little distressed when he looked at it, but Mo Feng, the elm head, really didn't know what was going on?

And at this moment, Liang Yu stopped crying, got up and looked at Mo Feng, with a hint of emotion on his crying face, and said to Mo Feng: "Why are you hugging me tightly?" Why don't you just die? ”

"Don't talk stupidly, you have to be happy and live happily, how can you die?"

Mo Feng wiped his tears for Liang Yu with his rough palm, and at the same time said with a complicated expression, Mo Feng's heart is not made of stone, Mo Feng understands everything Liang Yu has done for himself, maybe it is because Liang Yu is too good to himself and loves himself too much, Mo Feng does not dare to continue to stay by Liang Yu's side, as for why, because he is a broom star, he is also not worthy of Liang Yu to love him like this.

But when he saw Liang Yu's sad and haggard face, when he saw the hot tears that couldn't help flowing, Mo Feng wanted to hug Liang Yu tightly, not to save people, but to save his heart.

"If Ouyang Yina fell off the horse just now, would you also hug her tightly and not let her be hurt in any way? Tell me sincerely, but right? ”

Liang Yu suddenly grabbed Mo Feng's palm to wipe his tears for himself, and said to Mo Feng in a trembling voice, staring at Mo Feng tightly with his tear-filled eyes.

Hearing Liang Yu's words, Mo Feng did not speak immediately, but looked at Liang Yu, looked at Liang Yu's sad but stubborn eyes, and changed the topic and said: "You can't say the word death in the future, and besides, so as not to have any sequelae, let's go to the hospital to investigate."

Liang Yu let go of Mo Feng's palm, and then sat on Mo Feng's lap, staring at Mo Feng with hot eyes, and said firmly: "Without you, death may be a relief to me, Mo Feng, I love you, I have fallen in love with you since I first saw you, but I dare not tell you, I was defeated by my cowardly character, and secretly loved you for seven years, sometimes I think, maybe I am one of the crushes, Sometimes I decide that I want to give up on you, because it is too uncomfortable to love you, but I can't stop me from thinking about you, and my love for you is getting deeper and deeper, at this moment I finally said these words to you personally, I feel that my heart is not so depressed. ”

At this time, Mo Feng's eyes were already moist, although he already knew Liang Yu's feelings for him in his heart, but after all, he knew it from other people's mouths, and now that he heard what Liang Yu said, Mo Feng's heart couldn't help but throb, and the surging tears were always rolling in his eyes.

But Mo Feng didn't know what to say? I didn't dare to look at Liang Yu, I could only look up at the blue sky that was so close to me, but so far away, and looked at an eagle passing by, with the chaotic wind.

"Mo Feng, what the hell do you think? Do you want to stay with me? ”

Liang Yu saw that Mo Feng didn't speak, so he wiped away his tears, and said to Mo Feng bravely, and finally became brave, maybe the depth of love, when he is about to lose the qualification of love, will stimulate the so-called power, the power of love pursuit.

Liang Yu's straightforward words, as well as the hot eyes, and holding Mo Feng's trembling palm at the same time, all made Mo Feng more and more confused.

At this time, the wind on the grassland had disappeared, leaving only the hot sun, and the bright sunlight shone on Mo Feng's face, which also swept away the chaotic heart.

Mo Feng looked at Liang Yu, who was waiting for an answer, looking at the weak but firm face, Mo Feng said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I won't be with you, you go, go back to Shanghai, happy life." ”

As soon as the words fell, he firmly broke free of Liang Yu's tightly held palm, got up quickly, and walked towards the horse grazing on the grass.

Liang Yu obviously didn't expect Mo Feng to be so ruthless, he was stunned for a moment, holding Mo Feng's palm and still maintaining the clenching action at that time, sad tears surged out again, Liang Yu howled and cried, looking at Mo Feng's departing back, crying and asking why?

But he only cried for a while, and when Mo Feng's figure was blurred, Liang Yu stopped crying, did not wipe away his tears, just looked at Mo Feng, and his increasingly fragile face showed a determined look, perhaps there has never been such firmness, give up or continue, in this firmness.

In fact, the moment Mo Feng turned around, the tears that had already swirled in his eyes came out, there was no wind to disturb, no one to watch, secretly flowing, painful and permeated, and the traces he walked were engraved with a sense of helplessness.

I'm just a bastard, a scumbag who has experienced too many feelings and done bad things, how can I continue to hurt you, I can't, maybe my life can be peaceful without you, go back, your father loves you very much, you will let you fall in love with me, a reptile.

Mo Feng walked slowly, thinking silently in his heart, his legs seemed to have been filled with lead, and he couldn't walk, so he dragged it and left abruptly.

Mo Feng rode away on a steed, and didn't say goodbye to Liang Yu, just a word of sorry, the so-called sorry contains too many meanings.

On the vast and boundless grassland, only a lonely figure remained, and as it got farther and farther away, the figure turned into a black dot, getting smaller and smaller.

Shanghai, in the café, Bai Qing sat in the seat by the window, looking at the still hot Shanghai town, one hand kept stirring the coffee, the gray-brown coffee didn't know how long it had been spinning, it had already become cold, Bai Qing's face was slightly indifferent, and a little impatient.

At this time, a man walked into the coffee shop, walking towards Bai Qing by the quiet window, this man was in a straight suit, this person was Zhao Dong, who accidentally bumped into Bai Qing, and then knew Bai Qing.

Zhao Dong saw that Bai Qing had been staring at the small town of Shanghai, and his expression was inevitably a little unnatural, but he still forced out a smile and sat in front of Bai Qing.

"How's it going?"

Bai Qing didn't even look at Zhao Dong, and asked in a light tone, mixed with a faint eagerness.