The heavy rain and lightning failed to tear through the thick clouds, and after the thunder rolled through the low clouds, the torrential rain was overwhelming. The summer showers are falling loudly, and God is also crying for his unfortunate fate.

On a stormy night, it was as if there was an invisible giant hand, playing with an infinitely large zhengqin. Jingling, the sound is sometimes like beating a war drum with a thousand faces, and sometimes it seems infinitely sad and extremely sad.

Phoenix Feather likes snow, but not so much like rainy days. The rain seems to be the switch of emotions, every time Huang Yu looks at the rain, he has inexplicable tears, and sometimes he even collapses suddenly, and he is sad and speechless. A lot of unhappiness comes to mind. When Feng Qiao is kind to her, he will hug her tightly and comfort her by her side all the time.

Huang Yu believed.

But he broke his word.

He didn't stay with her all the time, he married another woman for power, he deliberately ignored her, and she became more and more incomprehensible to him......

From the day Feng Xiyue entered the door, Huang Yu became a lot more depressed. Because of her pregnancy, she couldn't control her irritability. Rumors are annoying, interpersonal communication is annoying, and feelings are tiring...... Every now and then, Huang Yu would hug his legs, curl up in a small corner, and close himself up and cry.

She thought to herself that everything she and Feng Qiao were wrong. Wrong start, wrong decision, wrong everything, even if I am scarred, I can smile very happily in front of you, because my crying side will always endure in front of you, so that my generosity will be highlighted, so that I can win a trace of your heart. Maybe it's silly, maybe everything about me is just a joke to you, and if that's the case, I'll be glad I can still make you laugh.

I can still make you laugh, but who can make me laugh? said that a good life is a couple, why in the end only I remember.

Sadness quietly took root in Huang Yu's heart, and she looked at the courtyard where people came and went, feeling so strange and out of place. Clothed in self-pity, immersed in your own gray world. A man huddled in a corner, shrouded in darkness, swallowed up by loneliness. I have been thinking about the reason for living, tears are rolling in my eyes, it's not that I don't want to cheer up, it's not that I don't want to work hard.

Listening to the sound of rain, she would often look into the distance in a daze. In her eyes, a blue flame kept beating, as if she saw the back of her lover, throbbing, uneasy, anxious, all the sadness poured down from this look, and it was soul-stirring. The flames died down with the heartbeat, and finally fell silent.

Life still has to go on, the rain has stopped, she has to wipe away her tears, she has to face it.

She cheered herself up: Huang Yu, relax, it will pass, good things will always be there for you.

But all she waited for was bad news, each worse than the other. Until she was killed by Feng Qiao's own hands, in addition to the collapse, she also had a sense of relief.

At this moment, what appeared in front of Huang Yu was such a sad atmosphere.

The capital seemed to have become an isolated island, and as far as the eye could see, there was darkness in the wilderness, and the heavens merged together, and nothing could be seen. The earth seemed to fall asleep. Thunder rumbled and rolled in the northeast direction, as if it was tightly surrounded by dense layers of thick clouds, and its voice was dull and dull. Lightning flickered and burned on the black clouds that looked like broken cotton wool. There was a damp earthy smell in the air, and the smell of rancid was unpleasant.

The sky was silent, it was daytime, but it was as dark and silent as night.

The capital is located in the most prosperous plain area, and the waves and wilderness that are impossible to see are presented in front of Huang Yu's eyes one by one at this moment.

It was a chaotic wilderness, and the waves rolled in the water, and there were thunderstorms in the sky, all of which were to awaken the fear and irritability in Huang Yu's heart. When sensibility reaches its peak, kill it quickly, and the Forgetfulness Pill is completely effective and will never be reversed.

Under the pressure of dark clouds, the high attic of the port is independent, like the beautiful girl stone on the coast, silently watching silently for eternity. Huang Yu stood at the highest point of everything, looking down on everyone in the heavy rain.

This is the place where she has been all her life, every flower is not so familiar to a tree, every corner has her footprints, and now, the darkness is trying to devour her heart, and the storm is about to destroy this city, but Huang Yu has no waves in her heart at all.

Looking into the distance, a corner of the white giant sail can be faintly seen, and in the monstrous wind and waves, it is blurred into a little shadow through the fog.

Huang Yu saw the old man in rags, who was walking down the street, people coming and going, passing by him. Someone knocked him down, swearing and talking about his bad luck. The old man was not angry, he could see how disgusted the man who hit him was cursing at him, but he couldn't hear it.

He didn't have the strength to get angry, he didn't even have the strength to get up.

The heavy rain seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, constantly pressing on him, and he had to take away his last trace of body temperature.

The old man lay on his side on the street, and no one came up to help him, and no one told him to go to the house to hide from the rain. The old man is used to it.

He struggled to turn his body and lie flat, looking up at the sky where he had lived for decades.

He seemed to feel that his end had come. He thought he would leave without ease, and the corners of his mouth struggled to hook up a smile.

But the smile didn't last long, and he didn't want to laugh anymore.

He laughed and believed for most of his life, and he never saw the day when his lover returned. Even when he died, it was on a rainy day that his lover didn't like the most.

Hot tears slipped from the wrinkled corners of his eyes, dripping onto the ground and blending with the rain.

The old man's mouth moved, and he used all his strength to leave the last words for the world: "Old woman, I have always felt that there are many farewell ceremonies in this world, such as drinking a big wine until you get drunk, such as reluctantly saying goodbye, or I can take your hand and leave you one last kiss in front of your hospital bed." But...... But I later learned that most of the farewells in my life are silent, and it took many years to understand that I saw you off that day, and it was the last time, and since then, we have not met again. I also want to go underground to accompany you, but I'm afraid...... What if you can come back......

Can't come back...... There's no going back......

Grief to the extreme.

The old man walked away like this, walking on a rainy day, and he was very unwilling.

Huang Yu suddenly understood that not every insistence can get his wish, and not every sincerity can be treated gently.

Sometimes giving up is the right choice.

She and Feng Qiao were blocked for a lifetime because of a little heartbeat at first sight. She knew she shouldn't devote herself to one person, but she couldn't hide from it. She has accompanied Feng Qiao through a long time, but it is someone else who is waiting for the end.

Melancholy, probably just human nature.

After all, throughout the ages, I only see the new people laughing, but the old people crying, Feng Qiao will meet new people, and it is normal for the old people to become estranged. The relationship between people is already very shallow, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will be dispensable.

The day before yesterday, I hit a stone in my right leg, and I felt that it hurt for a while and it was fine, but today I found that the piece was already bruised.

Many things in life have to be delayed for a long time before they feel pain. Looking back, it feels like a heart-wrenching one.

The eagle hovers over the edge of the cliff, lonely and powerful.

Eagles generally live for seventy years, but eagles begin to degenerate by the age of forty. Its hawkbill became long and pointed, and it could not hold anything too heavy; Its talons also became long and pointed, unable to grasp heavier objects; Its feathers became thicker and heavier, so that the eagle flew lower and lower. There are two major prospects ahead of the eagles: one. It's starvation. Because it is old and lacks the ability to survive; Two. It's a metamorphosis.

The eagle chose to metamorphose. It will choose a high mountain and find a suitable place on the mountain to build a nest for itself, where a long and painful metamorphosis will take place. The eagle pushes its beak against the rock until it is completely rotten, and then when the scab scabs out, a new beak slowly opens. It is very painful to cut the flesh and skin, let alone do it yourself, it is impossible to do it without willpower. Then, the eagle used its beak to pull out the old armor from the eagle's talons one by one, and then waited for the new talons to slowly open out. Pluck off your old feathers one by one, and wait for the new feathers to come out.

The three steps of the metamorphosis take about one hundred and fifty days, and after the metamorphosis is completed, the eagle is reborn, and it can live for another thirty years.

This can be true for animals, let alone people.

I don't want to run away from it.

Feng Qiao, no matter what, I still feel very happy to meet you at the beginning.

I wanted to leave.

Huang Yu raised his feet and walked towards the cliff.

The tide began to rise, the waves grew larger and stronger, and from a distance there was a "rumbling" sound, like a muffled thunder rolling. The tide is getting closer and closer, as if thousands of troops are rushing towards it. The waves surged layer after layer, like thousands of troops and horses neighing, running, fighting, the waves rushed to the cliff, the splash was more than a zhang high, and the tide was like thousands of horses, galloping; Like hungry tigers and wolves, they roared. The waves set off by the tide are several meters high, carrying mud and sand like a wall.

Waves surged in and crashed against the rocks, making a roar of collapse and spraying snow-white foam. The tide is like a charging procession.

Before you know it, the surroundings are completely engulfed in darkness, black holes everywhere, and the sea is even more unfathomable and silent, except for the waves crashing against the cliffs, making a low, rhythmic cry. The waves were furious like a demon, churning bubbles that lost their balanced rhythm.

The blue water is swelling with rolling waves, which crash against the reef on the shore. In the distance, the sky and the sea are connected, boundless.

In an instant, the sunset was about to fall to the ground, getting closer and closer to the ground, more and more. Phoenix Feather knows that this enchanting sunset will soon be goodbye to people, and it is about to go to places unknown to mankind, where it will bring a beautiful dawn.

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