Chapter 13 Perhaps the Best Choice

I never thought it would be so hard to leave you, and I never thought I would be so vulnerable. I wanted to go down together, but fate took everything from us. There's nothing I can do.

As usual, Xiao Lei was waiting for me downstairs, and when I saw him, I tried my best to suppress the helplessness in my heart. Pretending that nothing had happened, Xiao Lei wore a blue coat, with a pair of charming black pupils buried in his delicate face, and a faint smile crossed the corner of his mouth as he stood at the door.

He was waiting for me, but I was thinking about how to reject him. How the hell do I have to refuse to keep him from being sad, and our separation is the best ending.

The thought of separating from Xiao Lei makes my heart ache. I want to be strangers and we'll all be happy.

Heartache gradually took over the corners of my eyes, and I don't know when tears welled up. I first looked at Xiao Lei with a happy face at the door, but I didn't know how to speak.

What are you doing here? He spoke suddenly. Xiao Lei looked at me in surprise.

I'm the same as usual! What happened to you?

I lowered my head and couldn't look at those pure eyes anymore.

I don't want to go, okay! Don't come to me in the future. With that, I slammed the door shut.

I sat on the door, and Xiao Lei was outside the door.

Qing'er, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong with me? You say! His voice became hoarse.

I really couldn't take it anymore, I was in the door. Tears rained down, drowning out everything they were looking forward to.

I cried and laughed at myself as he knocked on the door again.

Qing'er I want to take you to a place, I don't know what's wrong with you! But I'm still going to take you there. Can you give me this chance! I pushed open the door and looked at his clean eyes.

We walked side by side, and I didn't know when he took my hand, and I didn't resist, slowly feeling the temperature on his hand. It's gratification, it's infatuation.

We walked to a peach grove, and I could already guess where he was taking me.

Remember the vows we left together that year. Remember the saplings left behind that year?

The peach tree blossomed, and the pink petals resembled his charming lips. I picked up a peach blossom and kissed it deeply and gently. Xiao Lei stood under the tree. I looked at the roots of the tree and there was nothing. I wonder if he was mistaken!

I took Xiao Lei's hand and looked for the fate we had planted together.

The tree was no longer so small, but the only thing that remained constant was the mark we left together.

Xiao Lei, are you mistaken? My voice was so loud that I forced him to answer.

Xiao Lei smiled coldly, "Mistaken? No, I wonder if you remember it.

I said firmly, "Of course I do."

He said: This is the oath of the two of us I will not forget, I have been waiting for you. When you come back, come with me and wait for it to blossom and bear fruit.

I whispered: Xiao Lei, you won't know, even if we bloom, we may not have results.

I looked into his confused eyes, then turned and walked towards the peach orchard.

He said, "What's wrong with you, I'm turning my back to him." With tears on my face, I was stunned for a moment and walked back. I didn't look back, because I knew that if I did, I would lose all my work and I wouldn't be able to let him go. I walked far, far away, under another peach tree I squatted under the tree, secretly looking at Xiao Lei in the distance, I knew that Xiao Lei must be very sad and confused. But I don't want him to have the slightest attachment to me.

I looked at him, and he hit the peach tree with his fist, and when the peach blossoms scattered, I saw clearly, it turned out that there were so many bamboo pieces hanging on the tree, and I thought that the bamboo pieces must have written his inner longing.

I left, and there were so many fond memories in the peach grove that I didn't want to remember, and I walked to the side of the street and waited for my dad to pick me up.

Something happened again, I complained to my father's driver. The driver dropped me off at Ziting's house, and there was no one at home. I suddenly felt so heartache that my chair curled up on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down my face.

Ziting came back early the next morning, I have been playing with Xiaochuan and Yining for the past few days, and I haven't seen Ziting, she is still like that, innocent and pure. I want to let go of everything about Xiao Lei. Because I just want him to forget about me. That's the best outcome.

As soon as Ziting got home, she lay on the bed, as if she was very tired. I slept a lot and didn't wake up until noon. When he woke up, he told me where he and Zhou Hang went. It turned out that the time of his disappearance was to travel.

Sometimes I really envy her and them, and they can do whatever they want!

The doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, it turned out to be Uncle Song (Dad's driver)

Uncle Song said that my father was going abroad for a while, so I asked me to meet him.

On the way, Uncle Song told me everything he said. I looked at Uncle Song with suspicion.

When I arrived at the airport, my dad had already taken his luggage. There were a lot of people at the airport, but my father was dressed very formally, so he was very recognizable in the crowd. I walked over to my dad.

Dad, you don't come to see me, I hugged Dad.

Dad told me a few words and left, which was so simple that I couldn't believe it.

I left alone.

Zhou Hang: I almost shouted. When I reconfirmed that the back was Zhou Hang, I pounced.

Zhou Hang, where are you going, he looked up at me and pulled the suitcase again. A smile tugged at his pale face.

I'm going to travel, to go where I can. Go and see the most beautiful scenery. He had a relieved look on his face.

I lowered my head and continued to ask: Where is Ziting! Does she know? Did you talk to her! I had a questioning tone.

He smiled, I didn't want her to know. Say goodbye to her on my behalf!

Zhou Hang turned around and walked towards the boarding pad, a lonely figure and a lonely face.