84. 084 The temperature of your thoughts is in the palm of your hand
Lin Yanchen, are you the one I gave up?
You say, "You love me."
How much love do you have for me? Will I make you sad when I'm gone?
What are you doing at the moment? Do you remember what you said about the woman you loved?
Yun Yun sighed lightly in her heart, walked into the audio store, and bought the disc of Zhang Liangying's new single.
When I got home, I listened over and over again:
Zhang Liangying - Finally waiting for you
At a certain age, you will know the Tao
It's really hard to live alone
Gradually, I began to taste the taste of loneliness
Time is beating on your pride
You'll feel it when you cross a certain intersection
There are fewer and fewer people who talk to you all night
Tired of being chased by loneliness
Find someone who loves you and want to entrust you to your old age
How many people can accompany me on a ride
There are even fewer who are willing to go through their lives
It doesn't matter if it's memorable
I just want to experience the taste of love in the plain
Finally, when you were okay, I didn't give up
Happiness doesn't come easily
It will make people cherish it more
Finally waiting until you almost missed you
I met you at the best age
to live up to yourself
Finally waiting for you
After listening to it over and over again, my eyes were wet again and again.
Lin Yanchen, for what, at this moment, my thoughts about you will be so strong.
Lin Yanchen, if you love me, then will you wait for me?
Yun Yun took out her phone from the drawer that she hadn't touched in a month, and her pale face full of tears was reflected in the black phone screen.
Is she going to turn it on? Is she going to call him?
And Li Zilin, is he also worried about her?
The heart was entangled, but the hand involuntarily pressed the power button of the mobile phone.
As soon as the mobile phone is turned on, a series of short message prompts are like the waves of the sea, wave after wave without interruption.
'Di Di' 'Di Di'...
Who would send her so many text messages?
With curiosity and uneasiness, Yun Yun opened the text message box on her mobile phone.
Unread text messages, Lin Yanchen, 118. Li Zilin, 32.
From: Lin Yanchen
"Where are you, why don't you turn it on?"
"Where? Turn it on, call me. β
"Why don't you call me? Hurry up and call me. β
"Stupid woman, call me quickly."
"What's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring me? β
"Yunyun, can you see it? Where are you? β
"Come back, come back soon."
"Yunyun, come back, I want you."
"I'm sorry! Come back soon. β
"Yunyun, I love you!"
"Please, come back."
β¦β¦
Tears flowed down one by one, and my heart was Ling Chi over and over again.
Yun Yun sat in the corner, her phone tightly in her palm, lowered her head and buried her face deep between her legs, letting the crying of longing drown in her chest.
No need to read any more, no more...
Lin Yanchen, Lin Yanchen...
The temperature of your thoughts is in the palm of my hand, so I can no longer let go.
Your gentle words are in my heart, so that I will no longer be helpless.
It turns out that when you dream back at midnight, you are interpreting the same dream.
You love me, you really love me......
Yun Yun wiped away her tears and was about to dial Lin Yanchen's mobile phone when a call suddenly came in, it was an unfamiliar number.
Yun Yun's heart palpitated, and she connected the phone.
βHelloγβ
"Baby, are you finally on? Where are you? How are you? Li Zilin's infinitely worried voice came from the other end of the phone.
As soon as she heard Li Zilin's gentle voice that she had not seen for a long time, Yun Yun's tears couldn't help but flow down again.