Chapter 1 Mourning is greater than death

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Luo Feng always thought that the plot in the movie would not be staged around him, and the things in the movie were deceived by a three-year-old child, but now, he had to believe that reality was a movie, and he, this time, was the protagonist!

In Z City, at the gate of XX University, a Mercedes-Benz SLR is parked, and next to the car, there is a bloody scene in the movie・・・・・・

"Luo Feng, look at you like this, you want money but no money, you have no power, why was I blind in the first place, and I followed you like a waste! Please don't come to me in the future! I'm begging you, okay?

"I, Zihan, am a woman who sees money, as long as anyone has money, I will follow whom, do you understand? I want a lot, a lot, but you can't give it for the fucking rest of your life. Do you understand the www.biquge.info of the pen, the fun, and the court? You can't give it to me for the rest of your life! No! Even if you are given ten lifetimes, you will be forced to do this. "

At this time, it was a girl who spoke, her waist-length black hair fluttering in the evening breeze, her originally delicate facial features were sneering at this time, the red tight top wrapped around her graceful figure, and her slender and white thighs were all the standards of the goddess in the hearts of all men, but the words that came out of her mouth at this moment were so scathing.

Opposite him, there was a man in a white T-shirt standing at this time, one meter eight tall, and his body was slightly thin! The bangs on the forehead slowly floated with the evening breeze, and the smooth and fair face showed the angular cold handsomeness; The dark and deep eyes were filled with disbelief at this time, and a bouquet of bright red roses was held in a trembling hand.

"You really decide! Okay? The white T-shirt said intermittently, as if he had exhausted all his strength when he said these words!

Luo Feng, 24 years old this year, has an average family background, and his mother is a teacher in a primary school, receiving a meager salary every month.

And his father, he was born until now, and he has only met a few times, he was raised by his grandfather, but his grandfather also passed away last year.

Therefore, he is just an ordinary poor student who can no longer be ordinary, and the beautiful girl standing in front of him, named Zihan, is his girlfriend for six years, and the girl he loves with all his might, he will never believe that one day, she will leave him, and the reason is because of money.

But! Looking at the girl standing in front of him screaming at this time, he felt unfamiliar like never before, he had never felt what it was like to feel heartache before, this time, he finally understood, it turned out that this was the feeling of pain!

"・・I wish you ・・・Happiness."|The angular face squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and the bangs fluttering in the wind brought a teardrop down from the corner of the eye.

habitually trimmed the girl in front of him with some messy hair in front of her forehead.

"I know I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a poor student, I can't give you anything, I don't blame you for anything, you're a good girl, if one day, the person you choose doesn't want you, then you come to me, we're still friends!"

Luo Feng himself didn't know why he would say these clichéd words, he thought that he would never have a chance to say these words, but the reality shattered his innocence! Zihan ruthlessly brushed Luo Feng's hand away, "Don't touch me." "

"Hehe..." Luo Feng laughed self-deprecatingly like a fool, his eyes were full of tears, but he stubbornly raised his head and didn't let a tear slip, he was a stubborn person.

"Let's go, let's go." Luo Feng took a deep look at the car, and the disappointment in his eyes became more and more intense.

Finally, he waved his hand weakly and walked away in despair.

In the car, the driver was a young man, Luo Feng also knew him, his name was Li Kuan, and it can be said that Li Kuan was a good friend of Luo Feng.

Li Kuan's father runs a company, and his family is very rich, but he himself does not have the feeling that he is superior to others because his family is rich. In school, he is approachable and very popular.

"Hey, Zihan, why are you bothering, you see ・・・・・・" Li Kuan parked the car aside, took out a tissue and handed it to Zihan, who had been crying for a long time, and said with a sigh.

The sunset shrouded the vibrant campus, stretching Luo Feng's figure for a long time, and from time to time passing by Luo Feng a couple of couples, and happy laughter came from his ears.

Luo Feng took out the only remaining cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, took a deep breath, and watched the thick smoke gradually dissipate from his eyes, he couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

He doesn't know how he feels now, maybe only if he has experienced it himself, he will understand the pain and pain.

Is it reluctant or distressed. Or maybe ・・・・・・ nothing.

Perhaps, only the smell of cigarettes is the taste of the heart at this time.

"The remnant sun is like blood, where will my heart return." Luo Feng looked at the bright red sunset on the horizon.

It's useless to even hold on, don't even turn around, you are like a wound in your heart, and you don't even have an excuse・・・・・・ Luo Feng looked at the vibrating mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Tianlei, what's the matter?" Luo Feng said calmly.

"Alright, don't fucking pretend, I just saw it, grass, fucking pretend with me, you idiot."

The phone was scolded indiscriminately, but Luo Feng laughed warmly when he listened.

"Come on, don't be moved, it's Lao Tzu who is in a bad mood tonight, it's Lao Tzu who is in a bad mood! Understand? Today's game lost to the third class of those SBs, in a bad mood, Lao Tzu invites you to drink, see you in the old place, bye-bye, hang up first, my mother called. "Toot... toot・・・・・

It is night, the moonlight quietly shines on every inch of land in the campus, it seems to be eternal, the moonlight is like a gentle mother, sprinkle its tenderness, sprinkle to every injured person, whether it is sadness, or parting, moonlight, it is always gentle. There are a few cold stars in the distant sky, and the night is so quiet.

On the roof of a dormitory building, Luo Feng sat on the edge of the rooftop, holding half a bottle of wine in his hand, looking at the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but say to himself: "People often say that wine can relieve a thousand sorrows. "

The husband is not without tears, and he does not shed parting. It's just that very few people know about it・・・・・・

Next to Luo Feng, there was a sturdy young man with a short flat head, who looked very capable, wearing a set of sportswear, with a simple face.

His name is Wang Tianlei, 23 years old, one year younger than Luo Feng, one of Luo Feng's good brothers, at this time, he also held a bottle of liquor in his hand, looking at Luo Feng who was drinking alone, and he didn't speak. Because there are some things, even if you say more, it's useless, the best comfort is companionship!

"Tianlei, what the fuck are you talking about me, people, it's so fucking boring to live." Luo Feng took a sip of wine and said with a gloomy expression.

"Six years, six fucking years, she's everything to me, is money really that important? Hehe・・・・・・" Luo Feng smiled stupidly.

Tianlei patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, and didn't say anything, the communication between men is actually very simple, they will understand everything, they will understand everything.

When you are drunk, you can sing when you are drunk, and your life is geometric. For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. How to solve the worries, only Du Kang!

Luo Feng didn't know how much was left, but he knew that by the end of the drink, Tianlei had already slept on the rooftop on his stomach.

Luo Feng looked at his good brother, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, no matter when, himself, and his brother!

While admiring the moon, while crying, while breaking his heart, he drank, and in the end, he didn't know how much he drank.

Luo Feng looked at the sky in a daze, always feeling that the moon was a little round and scary tonight, I don't know if he was drunk or what, in the end, he vaguely felt that there were nine moons hanging in the sky together.

Then the heavens and the earth instantly plunged into an infinite darkness. After a long time, he felt the sound of a sigh under the balcony, as if something was gnawing on something, and he wanted to get up to see what was going on, but he had drunk too much.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up, and finally, with his head tilted, he fell asleep in a deep state, and in a drowsy state, he seemed to hear desperate and terrifying screams coming from not far from him, one after the other, and continuously・・・・・・

At a state-secret astronomical observation point, it is a very boring thing for the staff to work at the observatory with tons of work. Staying up late is commonplace for them.

In addition, precise observations are carried out every day and every night. This is a great challenge for people's energy and physical strength. Therefore, for desertions at night, taking a nap or something, the leaders generally turn a blind eye.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang・・・・・・ don't sleep, get up, I'll change you, go back to the room and sleep for a while." A middle-aged man with a Chinese face yawned and walked to the observation platform. Kindly said to the young man he called Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang has just been here for a few days, and it still takes a few days to get used to.

The middle-aged man with the national character face stared at the screen, and the next second! His expression froze, as if he had seen a ghost, "Xiao Wang, get up quickly!" Don't sleep! Don't fucking sleep! ”

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