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Ling Mengdie stayed in Ling Xue's room, and as the person entrusted by Duan Tian Wolf to perform various finishing duties in the final stage, it was also one of her duties to send her sister and Long Guohai safely to the Utopia Kingdom. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info//.s. Fastest Novel Search Network //

And now at this time, Ling Xuesheng was still in the office holding a meeting of the group company, not knowing that her sister was already in her room.

Ling Zhiyuan sat not far from Ling Mengdie, and said with some concern: "Is the bet a little too big this time?" ”

Ling Zhiyuan was originally just a person with mediocre qualifications, and almost all of his income came from his daughter, so the tone in which he spoke to her was always extremely polite, even a little awe-inspiring.

And Ling Mengdie didn't think much of his father relying on him for everything, although it was too abrupt because of the inconvenience of his father-daughter status, but he didn't have much respect. Especially when talking in private, it is even more unpretentious, and many times it is more like talking to subordinates.

Therefore, when she heard Ling Zhiyuan's question, she didn't explain much, but just said lightly: "The complexity of this matter is not something that my father can understand, so don't express your opinion." ”

Because he was accustomed to his daughter's strength, Ling Zhiyuan didn't feel how disagreeable his daughter's words were, but continued to ask: "Since you are so sure, then I ...... Am I going with you? Maybe it's safer that way. ”

Ling Mengdie shook her head and said, "There's no need for this, you might as well stay in China." Simon, no matter what they do, they won't touch you. That being said. It's a bit unpleasant, but father, you don't have any value to either Duan Tianwolf or Simon. ”

Ling Zhiyuan coughed a little embarrassed when he heard it, and said, "Anyway." I am responsible for Long Tianxiang's death, and I don't know if Duan Tianwolf will mind this matter. ”

When Ling Mengdie was subjected to abnormal treatment when she was a teenager, Ling Mengdie once revealed it to Ling Zhiyuan. But Ling Zhiyuan saw that his daughter had also learned a lot of skills from that person, and this ability could help him soar, so he turned a deaf ear. With this incident, you can know how selfish Ling Zhiyuan is in his bones, and this is also the reason why Ling Mengdie is difficult to respect and be confident in him. And at this time, Ling Zhiyuan's conversation once again showed his personal characteristics.

Ling Mengdie finally couldn't bear the impatience in her heart at this time. Raising his head, he looked at Ling Zhiyuan and said, "Father, please when you speak." Can you think a little bit about how others feel? ”

Seeing that Ling Mengdie was on fire, Ling Zhiyuan knew that it was inconvenient to continue talking at the moment, so he quickly stood up and said, "Eh, you can clean up for Xiaoxue in the room." I'll go outside and buy you some fruit. ”

Seeing Ling Zhiyuan get up in a daze, he was about to leave. Ling Mengdie sighed helplessly again and said, "Tianxiang's matter." The main culpability lies with me, even if Duan Tianwolf wants to punish him, it is me, and it is not your turn. ”

Hearing this, Ling Zhiyuan's originally cowering expression suddenly brightened, "You're busy, I'll go buy you fruit." ”

After Ling Zhiyuan left, Ling Mengdie lay on Ling Xue's bed a little tiredly and rested for a while. As soon as I closed my eyes. All kinds of past events from childhood to adulthood began to emerge in front of her eyes.

Since the last time she watched Duan Tianwolf's video, Ling Mengdie has always been stuck in various memories, and the most of them is the brotherhood with Xiaoxue, and the childhood sweethearts with the Long brothers.

I have to say that this time and again memories played a very key role in promoting Ling Mengdie's decision to fully cooperate with Duan Tianwolf. Ling Mengdie sometimes even wondered if Duan Tianwolf had put some kind of code that affected people's emotions in that tape, which could make people fall into nostalgia unconsciously. /.s. Fastest Novel Search Network/

However, no matter what, the most important thing is that Ling Mengdie does not regret her choice at all.

The reason why Ling Mengdie didn't regret it was not only because Duan Tianwolf was convinced that Duan Tianwolf would win, but also because she had shown a different version of herself from her actions during these days. A less ambitious, less ruthless, less scheming self.

Ling Mengdiexian, in fact, she prefers her current self.

"Anyway, you're a woman, you're still a woman after all. In women's words, only when you are a woman can you have real joy. Ling Mengdie was lying on the bed, her face facing the ceiling with her eyes closed, and Long Tianxiang's cheeks appeared in front of her unconsciously.

"Why didn't you think that way seven years ago? Why didn't you think that way seventeen years ago? ”

Ling Mengdie asked in her heart, this question made her a little overwhelmed, so she quickly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

Sitting idly, her head would still be cranky, so Ling Mengdie began to pack up her things for Ling Xuexian.

After a while, Ling Mengdie found a notebook at the bottom of Ling Xue's injured bedside table. When she opened it, the paper changed color slightly, and it looked like it was a vintage.

Ling Mengdie then sat on the edge of the bed, put the notebook on her lap and looked at it, she first flipped through it slightly, and then found that this was Ling Mengdie's diary. The diary is as old as two thousand and seven years, and the most recent is two months ago.

Obviously, this is a diary with a long time span, and her owner does not record it according to the time, but according to the mood. So, on this diary, sometimes there is a diary for days on end, sometimes there is no diary for months.

Although Ling Mengdie had already decided to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, she had not done too many bad things, and peeking at the diary was not a problem for her. Therefore, Ling Mengdie almost didn't hesitate, and began to look at Ling Xue's diary, anyway, she was idle, otherwise what would she do?

At first, Ling Mengdie was watching by browsing, until half an hour later. She had finally found a journal worth perusing.

"As usual, when I opened my eyes, it was already noon, and the morning class was already in the past.

Shook his head slightly. It hurts a little, but I'm embarrassed to complain about sleeping for too long and getting a headache because it really has nothing to do with other people. So I can only pout, and I sigh into the void, as if it is self-confession.

Ah, yes, my head hurts, what should I do? People who have a headache should take more rest, so let's sleep again, and so, the afternoon class is missed.

When I woke up again. It's already dusk.

I'm not a pessimist, but I love twilight, especially walking at dusk. I walked many times at dusk. It's the same path every time, so there's nothing special to say.

Every time someone says to me, hey, Xiaoxue, I saw you last time. When I was right next to the boulevard, I was at a loss. Because I have to pass by the boulevard every time I walk, how do I know which day he is talking about?

But. If he says, hey, Xiaoxue, the last time I saw you, you're wearing a yellow short-sleeved shirt with Chewag printed on it, a blue denim skirt. Then I will tell him, oh, I know, that day was the thirteenth day of November in the year two thousand and seven.

The reason why I remember these things so clearly. It was because on November 13th, I met a wolf on my walk.

There were three chances between us, the first time as an opponent, the second time as an opponent, and the third time when he was Soho's boyfriend. .s. Fastest Novel Search Network //

I remember saying to me the other day, "What a coincidence, you're here too?"

I remember that day he was wearing a white tracksuit.

And I know he won't remember what I said that day, or what I went through.

In Duan Tianwolf's eyes, there was only Soho.

Alas, it sounds like a jealous word......

Maybe there are some, but I understand the reason, just like I told Brother Dahai, sometimes, some people always need someone to accompany them.

All I should keep is to bless silently.

Love Him and all those who are near Him with all my might, and make His happiness my happiness.

With all that said, what exactly do I want to say?

Well, I'll admit, I had a dream this morning.

I dreamed that I had returned to the thirteenth day of November in the year two thousand and seven.

I dreamed that I had re-entered the shade.

I dreamed that he was still walking towards me in a white tracksuit.

I dreamed that he walked by my side and said to me, 'Xiaoxue, I've actually liked you for a long time. ’

When I woke up, I actually felt a deep sense of guilt in my heart, the feeling of stealing my best friend's most beloved Terusai, and the feeling of secretly taking possession of something that didn't belong to me at all.

However, in the end, I chose to go back to sleep, I wanted to dream that dream again, I wanted to see what would happen next.

Unfortunately, I didn't dream anything about the rest of the day.

Suddenly, I feel that I am ridiculous, and more importantly, I feel that I am pathetic, a person, when he really needs love too much, even if he knows that it is a trap of love, he will not hesitate to jump down. When a person is lonely for too long, a "I love you" is far more important than if you really love him.

I never imagined that a person like me would be willingly deceived by a dream full of loopholes.

At dusk, I was hungry and went out to the commissary to sell something to eat, and I saw in the distance that Sirius and Soho were also there. I was supposed to go forward, but I don't know why, at that time, looking at the happiness of Sky Wolf and Soho, I suddenly felt tired, as if I had been standing in that corner for the rest of my life.

I turned around and slowly walked away.

It's far away! I felt like I was too far away from the two people in the commissary, as if they weren't in the same world.

And I know that there, perhaps, there is love.

They're my best friends, and they are.

I want them to be happy, I want them to be forever, and I want to do everything for them.

But today, allow me to be stingy.

Damn, cry for what. ”

Ling Mengdie saw the last line of the diary for this day, looked at it carefully, and saw the page of the diary. In many places, the handwriting is a little blurry.

Just when Ling Mengdie felt extremely emotional, Ling Xue came back from injury, her first reaction after seeing Ling Mengdie was joy, and her second reaction was surprise.

"Oops. Sister, how do you peek at other people's diaries? Ling Xue rushed over and snatched the floor from Ling Mengdie's hand.

Ling Mengdie didn't fight, and obediently let Ling Xue snatch the notebook away, and said, "This is not very in line with your character." ”

As soon as she heard Ling Mengdie say this, Ling Xueshu knew that her sister had almost flipped through this diary, but she still pretended to be confused and said, "What doesn't suit my character?" ”

"Whoever you like, you have to be with her, this is your character." Ling Mengdie continued.

At this moment, Ling Xue had no way to dodge. She shook her head disappetively and said, "Who said, I never think so, loving someone shouldn't care if you can get her." ”

"But that's not what you write in your diary." Ling Mengdie said again.

"That was many years ago. Good no good? Ling Xue asked rhetorically.

Ling Mengdie blinked her eyes and said, "Why do I think you're lying?" ”

"Sister, you don't know much about this matter."

"I know you, and I know what feelings are all about." Ling Mengdie looked at Ling Xue intently and said. "Isn't that enough?"

Ling Xue was stunned for a while, and changed the topic, "When are we leaving?" ”

"Tomorrow morning." Ling Mengdie said.

At night. Ling Mengdie and Ling Xuesheng slept together, but Ling Xuesheng couldn't sleep all the time, tossing and turning on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Ling Mengdie asked.

Ling Xue replied, "I suddenly feel that the room is too quiet, why don't I put on some music." ”

Ling Mengdie asked strangely, "How come I don't know that you like to listen to music when you sleep?" ”

Ling Xue exhaled, "I just don't want to be too quiet right now. ”

"Can a person like you fall into the hope that the outside world will numb himself? I thought you just changed by age. Ling Mengdie teased.

"Huh." Ling Xue smiled and shook her head.

"You don't seem to be afraid of getting old?" Ling Mengdie said.

"Who says I'm not afraid? I'm most afraid of getting old, but I can't cry in front of you, can I? ”

"Is it because you have lost something more important than youth? It's like when someone cuts the ground with a knife, you don't feel bitten by a mosquito? ”

Ling Xue pursed her lips and did not speak.

At this time, Ling Mengdie continued to ask: "I love him very much." Right? ”

After Ling Xue hesitated for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to say, "Yes." ”

Ling Mengdie pushed Ling Xue's injury and said, "Then why don't you go and snatch him back, my sister has a lot of confidence in you!" ”

Ling Mengdie shook her head and sighed, "There's no chance." ”

Ling Mengdie sat up, pressed Ling Xue's shoulder, and said, "Why are you so unconfident? It's not like you. ”

"If self-confidence turns into self-deception, that's really sad." Ling Xue smiled bitterly and sat up.

Ling Mengdie paused slightly, "Then are you willing?" ”

Ling Xue looked at her sister by the moonlight, "It's nothing, isn't life like this?" There will definitely be some irreparable regrets that will accompany you for life, although reluctantly, but there is no way! ”

Ling Xue said as she pointed to the moon outside the window casually, "The moon is so bright tonight." ”

Ling Mengdie didn't let her divert the topic, "Why don't you work hard?" ”

Ling Xuesheng lowered her head and turned to look at Ling Mengdie, "Sister, have you ever loved Brother Tianxiang?" ”

Ling Mengdie's eyelids jumped, and after being silent for a while, he said, "It is precisely because I have such regrets that I don't want you to have the same regrets. ”

Ling Xue sighed and said, "You know? Sister - Love, many times it hurts much more than hate. Do you think it is a fair thing to work hard for your own happiness and thus cause trouble to be loved by others? ”

Ling Mengdie asked rhetorically, "Is this noble or desperate?" ”

"I don't know." Ling Xue shook her head.

Neither of them knew what else to say, and suddenly there was silence in the space of only two creatures.

This is a high-class residence, there are no voices nearby, no other animal sounds, not even the sound of the wind, so the silence is instantly expanded infinitely, and the two can even hear each other's heartbeats and the sound of blood flowing in the veins, which is a bit dull.

At this time, Ling Mengdie finally broke the silence, she looked at her sister beside her, and asked, "Is it this heartache that has been so desperate and diligently pursued for so many years?" Are you thinking that if you knew it would be like today, would you rather have never loved it? ”

Ling Mengdie smiled lonely, "Love is the molting of human beings, and its tragic end is inevitable." ”

Ling Xuesheng reached out and touched her forehead, but did not speak.

And Ling Mengdie continued: "Don't worry, time is invincible, it will destroy everything. Think about it, if time can't make us forget memories that we shouldn't, then what's the point? ”

At this time, Ling Xuesheng suddenly asked, "But, isn't the proof of survival those happy memories?" It's like that boulevard. ”

Ling Mengdie saw that when Ling Xue was hurting to speak, she turned her face to look at herself. And under the illumination of the moonlight, Ling Mengdie clearly saw that there was something bright flickering in her sister's eyes, "If you want to cry, you should cry, otherwise it will be hypocrisy." ”

Ling Xue sighed, her whole body softened, and she curled up and crawled on the bed like a butterfly that had only experienced a storm.

"To love someone is to be with her for the rest of your life! What bullshit, it's all self-deception. ”

As the words came out of her mouth, Ling Xue's tears finally flowed quietly, and the hot tears hit the cold marble beside the bed, faintly shining in the dark night.

Ling Mengdie, who was sitting beside her, did not persuade her, but silently gently pressed her hand on her slightly trembling shoulder.

"I'm sorry, sister, I was so weak that I cried in front of you."

"Crying in front of my sister can't be counted among the weak. Cry, tears are the greatest happiness! Ling Mengdie said.