Su Yang stood in the shadows, like a moth swallowed by darkness, waiting for the light to illuminate, but he didn't know whether to wait for the moth's fire-like extinction, or to fly to the hotbed like redemption. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was a light not far away in her eyes, the figure under the street lamp gradually faded away, the warmth on her waist seemed to be still there, a cool breeze hit, and finally, she went upstairs with her arms in her arms.

The narrow corridor sprinkled orange lights, and the crisp footsteps were unhurried, as if the owner was deliberate, and it seemed to carry the master's heavy thoughts.

Shen Zhaosheng stopped, and the tall shadow was pulled by the street lamp.

He turned slowly, and the lights in the building came on. First on the first floor, the petite figure walked up the steps and disappeared around the corner shortly after.

He raised his head slightly, and the lights on the second floor came on the next moment, and he imagined her bowing her head slightly, her face calm, and her steps calm.

Three......

He thought she should have walked up another step.

Two......

The hallway was narrow and had an old smell, but he knew she had a sweet scent.

One......

The street lights on the third floor came on, and he smiled.

The smile was not put away, but a figure broke into his eyes.

Su Yang stood on the balcony of the corridor, and was not surprised to see the man standing under the street lamp with a gentle expression.

That smile touched the softest part of the heart, incredibly soft.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are looking at you from upstairs." He whispered the verses he had just seen from the book, like a sigh, like an indulgence, and then whispered to the man, "Good night." ”

"You adorn my dreams."

He thought.

Su Yang retracted his gaze, this time he really walked away.

The street lights on the fourth floor lit up, Su Yang froze, she looked at the aisle in front of her, and seemed to be able to feel the warm snort sprayed on the forehead by the person just now, and her heart palpitated again.

She clutched her heart in a panic, her fingertips touching a faint and rapid undulation.

The last time she felt this frequency seemed to be in a distant gap in time, and she remembered that time was when she opened her eyes and saw the full moon of fourteen.

That is the joy and pain of life, the aftermath of life.

This time......

She walked upstairs with a brisk pace.

"Shen Zhaosheng ......"

Ten minutes earlier, she had called his name in a whispered tone.

"That day, in the hospital...... Why did you go first? ”

Because you know I can't accept this relationship yet.

Because you want to give me time, wait for me to accept.

But you don't know why I've been resisting.

I can't speak, Shen Zhaosheng.

Not a question, just waiting for him to give the answer, and she knew he understood.

It's like a soul match.

There seemed to be a small sigh in the air, and it seemed like she was just shaking.

He said, "I see." ”

But I'll wait for you.

So he looked deeply into her eyes, and then turned away.

She knew she was too mean.

I obviously can't accept this person now, but I can't refuse this person.

selfishly enjoys his goodness, but cruelly resists his confession.

Su Yang, Su Yang.

Shen Zhaosheng is Shen Zhaosheng.

Cheng Ziao is Cheng Ziao.

You know best, don't you?

This night, Su Yang had a dream.

She was like an indifferent bystander, seeing everything in her previous life, like seeing flowers in the fog, like a mirror, but she still struggled out of this dream.

Little did she know that on the other side of the city, someone had a similar dream. (To be continued.) )