When Liang Xue and Xiaopang arrived at the hotel, it was already more than two o'clock in the night, and after the two of them were settled, Liang Xue slept in a room with me, and Xiaopang slept in one room by himself.

Changchun at night, there are no bright lights in big cities, and there is no night market that makes people forget to leave, and the city at this time is more quiet and moonlight.

I slowly fell in love with the city and the people in it, but when I was sure of my heart, misfortune always came.

Liang Xue stroked the broken hair on my forehead, this action reminded me of Fang Wenke, and even more of Zhao Jun.

I grabbed Liang Xue's wrist and subconsciously hesitated.

"What's wrong? Having a nightmare? Liang Xue asked with concern.

"No, it's just this action???"

"Well, I understand, you're feeling uncomfortable!"

I leaned over and nodded.

"Actually, I was uncomfortable too, it felt like the star I had been following suddenly went out." Liang Xue turned sideways, facing the moonlight of the window, five fingers deep.

"You see, in the past, Zhao Jun was the bright moon in front of me for me, and I could only see my five fingers clearly when I followed him." Liang Xue continued.

"And now? This bright moon is gone! I asked rhetorically.

"So I'm not suitable for the night, I'm more suitable for the dawn, and the little fat is my big sun!"

"I envy you!"

"Where's your sun? What about Fang Wenke? Liang Xue lowered her arm.

"My sun has suffered a total solar eclipse, and my world has gone completely dark."

"At least you still have our friends."

"Won't you blame me?"

"No, we know, you're sadder than anyone else." Liang Xue hugged me from behind, that kind of warmth was comforting.

"Let's go to bed early! I have to get up early tomorrow morning to go to Zhao Jun's funeral! ”

"Well, good night then!"

"Good night."

In this way, with the moonlight of the window, Liang Xue and I slowly fell asleep.

I still remember the memories of Zhao Jun and I having a long conversation under the moonlight at the window, when the spring breeze was still a little cool, and the tale curtains were crumbling.

Nowadays, seeing the moon and thinking about people.

After four hours of short sleep, Liang Xue gently woke me up behind me, urging me to get up quickly.

The morning light was not dazzling, the sun had just awakened, and the light came through the layers of mist, illuminating all the furnishings in the house, illuminating my defiled appearance.

"You are really too haggard, cheer up, at least let Zhao Jun rest assured in the sky." Liang Xue shook my arm, and there was a mandatory strength in her eyes.

"Yes." I nodded weakly, got up and got out of bed.

When I walked into the bathroom, I turned on the faucet, and the sound of running water rattled and washed my nerves in my brain.

I fixed my gaze on my left hand, my ring finger still imprisoned by the ring, but it was a little far-fetched.

I took off the ring, tucked it into my pants pocket, and started washing.

After Liang Xue and Xiaopang and I finished packing, we took a taxi to Zhao Jun's funeral site, which was not far away, but when we arrived, we found that the ceremony had already been carried out halfway.

Liang Xue and Xiaopang walked directly into the scene and bowed, but I stood at the door indifferently, not daring to step in.

After Liang Xue and Xiaopang bowed, they turned around and saw me stiff, so they walked straight to my side.

"Why don't you go in?"

"Fang Yun is inside! If I go in like this, she'll probably kick me out. ”

"Fang Wenke is also in there! Do you want me to call Fang Wenke out? ”

"No, he's got to stay there! I'll just stand here, I'll wait here for a while. ”

"Okay, Fat and I went in first, if there's anything, you can call the two of you."

"Well, don't worry!"

After Liang Xue and Chubby left, I hid alone in a remote corner, looking at the photo in the center of the bouquet.

Zhao Jun in the photo is smiling very sweetly, his dimples are obvious, and when he smiles, his eyes are narrowed into a line.

It was as if he was standing in front of me, not far away.

I inspected the scene and saw Fang Wenke and Fang Yun guarding the side, Fang Wenke had been doing his best to support Fang Yun, the corners of his eyes were dry and red, presumably he must have cried a lot last night.

I didn't dare to move forward, for fear that he would see me, and even more afraid that Fang Yun would see me.

I am a sinner through the ages, no doubt about it.

At the end of the morning ceremony, Liang Xue took me to the private room of the restaurant and told me to sit here and not go anywhere.

After an interval of five minutes, Liang Xue brought Fang Wenke in, she looked at me and smiled, and then said to Fang Wenke: "I think you two should have a good talk, at least open the knot in your heart, and I will go out first." ”

After Liang Xue left, Fang Wenke closed the door of the private room.

He stood by the door with a dejected face, leaning against the wall.

"The walls are all white ash, and your clothes will be dirty." I tried to figure out the topic and opened my mouth first.

"It's okay, you can wash it if it's dirty." Fang Wenke lowered his head, his fingers playing with the buttons on his black coat.

"What about our feelings? Can I still wash it if it is dirty? ”

Instantly, Fang Wenke raised his head, he looked at me with a helpless look and said, "I also want to wash it off, but it's so difficult." ”

At this time, Fang Wenke's eyes became more and more red and swollen, and his tears invaded the corners of his eyes again, and the liquid kept swirling in his eye sockets.

Seeing this, I cried unconsciously, I was also sad, I was sadder than anyone else.

"I'm sorry." I sobbed.

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry? It's not your fault either, if he hadn't sent you off in the first place, maybe it wouldn't be what it is today. Fang Wenke wiped away his tears and glanced to the side.

"Yes! If Zhao Jun hadn't sent me that day and didn't stop the knife for me, the person who died today would not have been him, and the person who died should have been me. ”

"I didn't mean that???" Fang Wenke explained with some embarrassment.

"I understand, in fact, it's too late to say anything, it was I who killed Zhao Jun, made you lose your brother, and even made your mother lose a son. I know that all the fingers are pointed at me now, and I don't expect anyone to understand me, I am indeed the sinner of this accident. ”

"Don't do that!" Fang Wenke grabbed my arm, and his tone was still crying.

"Actually, I came today just to say goodbye to Zhao Jun one last time. In the same way, I have come to say goodbye to you, and I know that your mother has hated me so much now, and if I interfere with your life again, she will do her best to stop us, so I might as well let it go and free everyone. ”

How long I have been thinking about this sentence in my head, only I know. Such courage can only burst out in times of despair.

"You're breaking up?" Fang Wenke looked at me unexpectedly.

I nodded, acquiescing to his question.

"You ???" Fang Wenke began to choke.

I took the ring out of my pocket and put it in Fang Wenke's trouser pocket, who was standing by the wall, looking at me indifferently.

"When you go to the United States, you will naturally forget about me, I wish you happiness."

I walked up to Fang Wenke's side, his forehead half-hanging, and I gently stood on tiptoe and gave him the last kiss.

Fang Wenke closed his eyes tightly, preventing the tears from bursting the embankment.

Then I opened the door and walked out of there.

I didn't cry out loud because I wanted to preserve my last dignity.

Fang Wenke didn't catch up, just as I expected.

In the face of family affection and love, it is difficult for him to choose, because the two cannot be tested together.

If you have to choose, then love must be weak.

Love, which ends when the kiss falls.