"Do you think of me like that? Lin Mo, do you miss me like this? Lu Yifan was finally angered by Lin's words and said.

"Yes, otherwise, I don't know how to explain what I saw today." Lin Mo pointed to the bed and said in a cold voice.

"Lin Mo, sometimes, just because I'm too **you,** I'm afraid that you will be hurt, from the beginning, I tried my best to protect you, will you believe it? Like you, I want to be with you, even if there is nothing, as long as you are around, I believe that a qiē can start over. ”

"Me? **I? That's what you keep saying **My watch. Lin Mo hoarsely voiced.

Lu Yifan can't explain it, it's just passive acceptance, passive pain.

When Lin Mo walked to the dormitory with red eyes, she saw Sura who had just parked the car and got out of the car, she grabbed Lin Mo who was distracted, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Mo raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't stop crying, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sula, give me a cigarette to smoke, don't ask anything." ”

Sura turned on the car and let her sit in, and then, watching in the darkness, the polished flames were jumping, and only a little scarlet light moved up and down with Lin Mo's hand.

This time, no one said anything about breaking up, but Lu Yifan's eyes at that time suddenly made Lin Mo's heart suddenly empty, and she felt that this time, the two of them really couldn't go on.

Lin Mo is a Virgo, although she doesn't believe in horoscopes, but she can't allow her ** man to do things that are unfaithful to her, she doesn't know how other women are, at least she knows herself, her heart is not generous to that Cheng dù.

Every time I think of the past of the two people, the bits and pieces of the past that light and light appear in front of me. Pressed on her heart, the unbearable pain, because of **, so no impurities are allowed, the deeper the **, the more serious the injury.

She opened her mouth to say something to Sura. only to find that he even opened his mouth slightly. It can lead to tears, pain, overflowing every corner of the body.

She leaned on Sula's shoulder. Ren Qing smoked.

Sura's face was faintly outlined in the flickering cigarette butts, she was a woman who could feel distressed, a woman who was difficult to approach but had a warm feeling. Lin Mo likes her very much, she thinks. She can see through her sincerity and kindness hidden behind her indifference, under the solid exterior, and a heart that is more fragile than ordinary people, she is so imperfect in disguise. was seen through by Lin Mo, Sula is a person who needs ** love more than others, and her heart is so pure and warm.

She craves to be a**. But he was afraid of getting hurt, so he liked to wait and see. She also once said, "If you don't believe in **love, you won't get **love, and if you believe in **love too much, you may be deceived very badly, **love is also investment, and investment is risky!" ”

She was in such a feeling, tormenting herself, but pretending to be strong and invincible, the only flaw was the confusion in her eyes, spreading like a fog.

Therefore, when Lin Mo and Lu Yifan had an awkward quarrel, only Sula really comforted her.

She will listen quietly, without expressing any opinions, and gently hug Lin Mo into her arms, Lin Mo can see the cigarette she lit, in front of her, she feels sorry for you, just like piggybacking on herself.

Lin Mo always thought that when she and Lu Yifan were together, they were happy with each other, she thought that a qiē was so beautiful, two people who were in love, when they were in love, they looked at each other and felt happy.

Strive to live, work hard to move forward, strive to leave the past behind, move forward, but almost all of us will look back, look at the scenery of the past, the scenery we have walked through, it is also precious, they form part of our body.

"Whether it is the comfort of others or the distress, you must treat it as ridicule, so that you can learn to comfort yourself, because you are strong, you give it to yourself, and no one else can replace you." She raised her head and said, as if she was saying to Lin Mo, and as if she was saying to herself.

A very meaningful remark.

Sula smoked a cigarette and looked at the text messages on her phone, only a few short words, "I miss you!" Sura looked at the smoke in front of her, as if Dong Wenwen appeared next to Chen Jiajia in front of her, and suddenly, that little bit of emotion was left behind.

Lin Mo sat by the fountain in the park, looked up at the sky, the light at four or five o'clock was not very strong, and the intensity was so strong that her eyes hurt, and there was a slight cool water sprinkled on her body, and she sat there in a daze.

She stood there, looking at Lu Yifan who came over, her eyes were very painful, as if she had entered the sand, and her relationship with Lu Yifan was also, since then, she has sanded the indelible sand, like a pearl in a mussel, either conceived into a pearl or tortured to death.

She jumped into the car as if she was running away, and then looked at Lu Yifan from the rearview mirror with painful eyes.

Sula stepped into the church again, she still remembered the first time she entered the church, the night was very thick, she wandered aimlessly, as soon as she looked up, she saw the church, stepped in, the whole church was there to worship, thousands of people sang hymns there, it was really beautiful, she listened quietly, and her eyes were inexplicably wet.

When she came out of the church, Su La put her hand in her pocket and walked along the way back, when suddenly her hand pulled inexplicably, and then she felt her thick palm wrapping her, so warm that her frozen hand had a temperature in an instant, and the corners of Ni Kaitong's mouth were slightly hooked in the very dark night.

"Sura, I've been with you all night." He said, and then put Sura's hand stubbornly into his pocket, holding it tightly, Sura's eyes couldn't help but redden.

She didn't even feel the footsteps at all, she didn't want to speak, or, she was afraid, she spoke, and she lost this feeling, maybe, as soon as she opened her mouth, she expected the end.

They walked quietly down a street, and Sula looked up and watched the road stretch on both sides of the street.

Ni Kaitong was overjoyed, just because Sula didn't push him away.

"Thank you." She finally stopped, cleaned up her mood, and then took out her hand from Ni Kaitong's pocket and put it into her own pocket without temperature.

"Lala, don't look at me like a stranger." He sighed a little, and then continued, "I'm still the same me, or your me, and I haven't changed." ”

Sula raised her head and looked at Ni Kaitong's face, not sad, the face she remembered was exactly the same, she smiled, took out a cigarette, lit it, looked at Ni Kaitong's clear eyes that seemed to be dyed through the smoke, and said, "But, that's just you." ”

Ni Kaitong was stunned for a moment, reached out and grabbed her arm, raised his voice a little and shouted, "Why, Sula, why did you know that we were originally because of a misunderstanding, and since you know, why can't we be together now." ”

"The reason is very simple, because at this moment, I am sad, not because of you, but because of Dong Wenwen, do you understand?"

Disappointment flashed in Ni Kaitong's eyes, and he felt a very cold gust of wind blowing in front of him, which was Sula's resolute eyes.

"Sura, do you have a crush on that man's money?" He roared, almost insane.

His words aroused the anger in her eyes, and the flame intensified, she raised her hand and slapped Ni Kaitong without pity, saying, "I'm not short of money." ”

"Why on earth is that? What attracted you to him, and what made you choose him over me? Sula turned and strode forward.

"Because you're naïve."

"He has other women, he is very afraid of him, in front of that woman, he is not like a man, even if it is, you ......" Ni Kaitong looked at her arrogant back and said.

"That's my choice, and it has nothing to do with you." Sula didn't turn his head, turned his back to Ni Kaitong, and then said very coldly, "I'm **Dong Wenwen, even if he has a fiancée!" ”

"This is you, Sula, no matter how bad others say, what you think will not change, no matter how good others say, you don't think it is good, it is the same, you are like this." Ni Kaitong smiled slightly bitterly.

Sula, who was standing there, stiffened her back and quickly recovered, "Don't mess with me, you know me very well." ”

"Sula, if it weren't for Dong Wenwen, would you still ** me? Just like it did back then. "The past came back to his eyes, the sweet and beautiful days that had been.

"Since you can't do without, what's the use of saying this, Ni Kaitong, I'm standing in front of you, I'm no longer the original Sula, it's been two years, some things, some people, I can't go back."

"Yes, really. I'm still here, you're still there, we're all still a** each other, you can't fool me, I can feel it, you're still a**mine. Ni Kaitong slowly walked towards Sula, Sura lowered her eyes, his words seemed to gently want to dredge her frizzy heart, but how careful, wanting to smooth out, she felt pain when she was pulled.

"Don't be naïve." Su La pulled the bag tightly, left Ni Kaitong and left.

Lin Mo unconsciously picked up the mobile phone, even if there was no phone for a day, he didn't feel anything in his heart, but now, every second feels so long, he can't be serious when he sits there to eat, tilts his head, listens to the noise of the canteen, looks at the smiles on people's faces, and feels the mobile phone in his pocket ringing from time to time, takes it out to see, and then puts it in, with a little loss and sluggishness in his eyes.

The food in front of her was tasteless, and she just repeated the action mechanically, and she didn't have any appetite.

Suddenly, I thought of Yuan Shan, and made a phone call, prompting that I couldn't get through.

I was lonely and overwhelmed on the weekend, I didn't even have a person to talk to, looking at the couples in front of me, when I graduated, there were a few couples, who could still be together, looking at it, thinking of what I saw, thinking of the usually warm Lu Yifan, sitting there unconsciously wet my eyes. (To be continued) R640