With a "hum", Sikong Yao was stunned. Baidu: real name +

The mouth was slightly open, and it couldn't be closed, revealing beautiful white jade-like teeth.

She couldn't say a word, and her thoughts were grabbed by something and then thrown out of the clouds, without a trace.

Like thunder and lightning, I froze.

She panicked, for in front of his bright eyes was dancing with a burning sincerity like a flame.

She was like a clay figure, pestle there like a piece of wood, motionless.

At that moment, Sikong Yao stared at Meng Xiyao's face, revealing a look that he couldn't grasp the essentials, as if his ears were causing trouble.

Life has a hundred turns and thousands of times, flowers bloom and fall, time flies, but at this time staring at each other, only to feel that the past is long and dusty, just like the surrounding sea water floating and floating.

At this moment, she forgot to breathe, forgot to think, just so quietly, so stunned that she forgot everything.

She sank, but a pair of strong hands lifted her up again.

There is no more reliable existence in the earthly world, and no matter what happens, it is like a happy tail with it.

However, she hid and hid.

Sikong Yao began to slowly accept this fact, so nervous that he sweated out, and his heart was pounding, and he kept jumping, and he kept jumping, and then he listened to his heartbeat, and didn't think about how to answer.

The waves came round and round, and the two of them floated down a little bit with the current, drifting away from the harbor.

Meng Xiyao's eyes were a little lost, but they were still so sincere and burning.

At the last moment of life, I can be with the person I like, and I will no longer be lonely in the darkness of death.

A touch of blush stained Sikong Yao's face, red from his neck all the way to his forehead, just like a rose that is about to bloom, delicate and beautiful.

Sikong Yao's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and her beautiful eyes were flowing. His eyes were full of panic, and he didn't know where to put his gaze.

It's not the water, it's not the sky, it's not it, it's not it. Shy and uncomfortable, her peach cheeks are dizzy, but her look is sluggish.

Meng Xiyao didn't know how to explain her abruptness, but looking at such a beautiful look in front of her, her eyes couldn't take her eyes off her face involuntarily.

For a moment, she wanted to speak, but she hesitated, not knowing what she was thinking, and she swayed quietly with the current.

At that moment, he was disheartened. I have never given up, there is always a little spark, shining in the joy, there is always a trace of warmth, swaying and jumping.

She didn't know what she wanted to say. It's just that there is a kind of helplessness lingering in my heart.

If the person I love doesn't love me, how can I bear to hurt the person who loves me......

The past emerges in front of us, and there is always a figure lingering.

The answer is clear, silence is a no.

For Meng Xiyao, if he likes a person, he can do it by heaven and man, but he can't help himself.

Involuntarily, just because it is unforgettable. Never leave because there is no substitute, from the moment I see her, she is the whole world.

There is always an expectation, so there is a waiting eye in the light.

Always behind her warm smile, quietly observing her every move, not daring to be discovered by her. But he has been giving unreservedly.

She just did what she wanted and told a chocolate story, but he remembered it all.

Just because chocolate is a symbol of love, he has no hesitation to learn his own irrelevant cooking skills.

Always treat with kindness, so that you have a willingness all the time.

Habitual dependence. The constant waiting, there is no reason, just want to be with the other party, whether the other party is happy or sad, whether the other party is sad or sad, just quietly wait by the other party's side.

With grief in her heart, she spent three days and three nights alone on the Plantus farm, where he was by his side, and finally, after many inquiries, dragged someone to deliver the shrimp polenta.

There's no reason why everything doesn't matter anymore until that person in your life comes along, and that's your whole world.

The sea is silent, and at this moment, everything is silent.

He was waiting for her words.

So, she gave him the answer.

"Xiyao ......"

Meng Xiyao nodded, he knew in his heart that there seemed to be a trench between the two, he couldn't touch it, she couldn't tell it through.

Sikong Yao tried her best to make her voice sound resolute, but her heart was shaking, and her hands were trembling.

She liked him, and no one cared about her more than he did.

But she couldn't just say yes to him, because she still had lingering memories in her heart.

"Xiyao, I have always had a crush on you, but please allow me not to make a hasty decision, this is a sign of irresponsibility. There are many things that we can't decide, and there will be reasons for separation between two people. During all the time I've spent with you, I've cared about you and worried about you, but I'm sorry, I'm not sure if this is the kind of love I can give you the kind of love you want. ”

He nodded, his heart breaking a little.

His gentleness and grace were never created, he was born that way, so even at such times, he just smiled softly, trying not to put too much pressure on her.

Consideration is the reason for the continuation of the relationship, the wind and rain, is the existence of tenderness, a life and death, but also no regrets.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly.

It's over, disappearing into the world together, away from the hustle and bustle, is also a feeling.

On top of friendship, lovers are not full, being loved is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of recognition, proving that they also have the value of being loved, and it makes people have a sense of pride in being appreciated.

Love needs to take care of each other, when the loved one is tired, don't sit on the side, but should accompany each other more, let the other party know that it feels so warm to have someone by your side.

But there is always such a helplessness in the world: the person you love does not love you, and the person who loves you does not love you.

Sikong Yao was so embarrassed that she was at a loss, and just lowered her head silently.

Meng Xiyao smiled, since he is going to die, then tell everything buried in his heart, otherwise there will be no chance.

He has always said gently: "If you like someone, you just want to get a present, and if you love someone, you have to pay for a future." I like you, care about you, and feel sorry for you, all of which I am willing. Like is fate, love is the end of the part, I can only say that my efforts are not enough, and the time is not ripe, but at the last moment, I don't want to do nothing, say nothing. You have affection in your heart, I have nothing to reserve, even if there is no fate, I am willing to wait for you all the time. ”

And she cried so much that she was heartbroken, and in her heart, it was not so.

"There are some people, some things, I will never forget, those people, those things, are so strong in my heart, very sad, very painful...... I can't tell you how I feel in my heart, it's like the world is about to leave me, and it will bring back memories that hurt my heart anytime and anywhere. You don't know, happiness and pain, loss and melancholy, everything is so clear, as it happened yesterday. I was always afraid that one day, you would be like him, and suddenly you would become so strange and leave me so ruthlessly. So I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day when you suddenly become a stranger to me, I'll be angry with you, angry with you......"

Meng Xiyao smiled, and only gave Leng Feng the helplessness and sadness, blaming him for appearing too late, and he didn't have time to touch her heart when he was late.

Soon, the number on the bracelet became a hundred, and soon, they were going to disappear together above the sea.

The sea was uncomfortably cold, but there was always him warming her wounded heart.

She cried heartbroken, she couldn't break her lust, she suffered a lot of grievances for love, and she never dared to mention her sad words again.

In the end, Meng Xiyao made a rare joke and asked, "Can I hug you?" ”

Twilight, the cold wind blowing outside stings the pale face.

The wind ruffled her long hair, and she didn't want to comb it, and she couldn't bear to look back.

The face is tired and the heart is confused, and who will show the former clothes to Jinluo.

A season of flowers passes, and in this way, delicate thoughts and faint sorrows fall.

If she had a choice, she would not be a pastry chef, but would only be willing to snuggle in his arms for the rest of her life.

He felt a little softness in his arms, and then gently put his hand on her back.

She was trembling, and a pitiful pain spread in his arms.

He didn't have time to find out about her past, and he couldn't bear to uncover her pain, but he just hugged her tighter.

And those unforgettable tidbits of the past, in a trance moment, let go of a story with no ending, and now the memories scattered all over the place are about to usher in death.

The time crossed out, with the sunrise and sunset, records the accumulation of minutes and seconds.

The journey has been remembered for a period of time, accompanied by subtle hardships.

Mutual each other, embracing warm romance, flashing with true feelings.

The clear moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the sea, dancing like a fish's leap.

The waves gradually drifted with the wind, and the figures of the two people, although they surrounded the crowd, still attracted thousands of eyes, and thousands of hands could not touch the sentimentality.

There is no passing past, only passing time, and time takes away the vicissitudes of life and brings people to maturity.

Step by step, both of them are growing, but before they have time to say goodbye to things, they are about to leave with sadness.

Time seems especially long in this moment, as if a moment is short, but yet it is as long as a thousand years.

Meng Xiyao could only put her simple thoughts in her fragrant hair, and asked lightly, "What if you can survive?" What do you most want to do? ”

"With ...... you"

The moment the two hugged each other, a glimmer of light shone in the dark, like fireflies that can only be found in the night.

Everything goes on, everything is unharmed, it seems to be back to the beginning......

A little warm red light flashed on the surface of the sea, and the waves also drifted, and a faint whisper sounded in my ears......