Through the night, we can give many things to the day. For example, we continue to wait for a person until he appears.

Xia Hui opened her eyes, the dawn of the day slipped into her eyes, the pool of autumn water rubbed the tired frustration, like an important piece of paper that was finally unfolded, and the small inch of the heart was like a cold dish that had been poured too much vinegar and soaked in involuntary acid. The couch under her ass also seemed to have lost its last patience with her, and it showed its resistance with its unique hardness, ignoring the state of mind of its owner at this time. She moved, her eyes quickly running around the living room a few times, and every space she touched was unpleasant. She stood up and looked at the stiff door, twisting like a bitter face against the wall, and the illusion of superimposed images swooped down on her heart. She went to the door of the study to look around, knowing that the outcome was still hopeful, and hope was not only the best reason to act, but also the best motivation to act, even though hope would eventually turn into disappointment. She walked slowly to the door of the bedroom, and every step seemed to be on the path of a young girl's first rendezvous, a tension, a prayer of anticipation. She gently turned the lock of the door, and the whole room was in her eyes for a moment, but there was no one she knew on the familiar bed, and it was lonely and silent in that space into a strange cold.

She took out her mobile phone, flipped out his number, and didn't dial it out immediately, she was afraid that it would be like yesterday again, first ringing twice, and then it said that the phone you made was turned off; If he got through, what to say, asked him why he didn't come back, blamed him for not returning home at night, and then fell out with each other,—— in a fit of rage, everything was out of control, and he really had to decide to leave, then she-she didn't dare to think about it, everything was so clear again, she called his parents, and he didn't go back at all, his friend that she had already called yesterday, there was only one possibility,—— there was only one possibility she didn't want, she didn't have the courage to prove that it really existed,—— the lie was happy, then she was willing to stay away from the truth.

Her heart was torn by two hands so hard that she wanted to scream that if the earth was a football at her feet, she would kick her out of the universe, and she didn't seem to care that she was on it.

Suddenly the sound of the door opening sounded in her ears, and she quickly tiptoed back to the couch, maintaining the same position as last night. The sound of footsteps approaching her, her heart beating faster, as fast as chaos is a complication. The familiar aura was approaching her, and she seemed to be able to sense his body temperature as he sat down beside her. One of her hands was gently grabbed by him and placed on the palm of his hand, and he called to her softly:

"Hui'er!"

She didn't move, her eyes still closed. At this time, she felt him gently put down her hand, and the moment the hand was put down, her heart pounded, and she wanted to cry and reprimand him. Tears were stirring in her eyes, and she was now covered with a garment, and the familiar smell of tobacco made her feel so close to happiness, if there was only a little smell of wine beyond the smell, but there was another taste, and she knew that it was her. Listening to the footsteps, he seemed to enter the bedroom. Her thoughts couldn't help her for a moment, she straightened up, the clothes on her body were thrown away, the clothes fell to the ground flutteringly, and her eyes looked straight ahead.

Mingwen had just come out of the bedroom with a blanket, and found that Xia Hui had stood up and was stunned, his heart pounded, like a cat that was stealing food and was hit by a stick, and his heart screamed like a fleeing wild cat and fled indiscriminately. He walked up to Xia Hui lightly and said, "Wake up." He wrapped the blanket around her. She looked him in the eye with a stiff look, and pulled the blanket that was nearly over her with her hand, and the blanket flew up from her hand and her body, and whirled gracefully in the air, and fell leisurely and innocently, sorrowfully. "Hui'er, I'm sorry." He didn't focus on her eyes when he spoke, and his gaze fell on the side of her face. She was speechless, her silence like a cloud holding up a heavy mountain that weighed down on his heart. He cautiously approached her, trying to take her gently in his arms. As soon as her arm touched her, her irrepressible anger suddenly burst out of her shell under the pressure of time, and with a fierce push with both hands, he fell backwards in panic like a light plastic bag in the wind. Boom! - The muffled voice makes time extremely oppressive. Mingwen only felt dizzy, but there was a kind of relaxation in the drowsiness, he really wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep quietly. As if she woke up from a dream in an instant, her eyes suddenly dilated, and she saw a little blood oozing near Mingwen's left temple. She hurriedly walked over, squatted urgently, and tried to help Mingwen up with all the strength of both hands. Mingwen smiled at her and said, "If you can get your forgiveness for being injured, then I'd rather fall to the point again!" Saying that, he grabbed Xia Hui tightly with both hands, she was pulled by him, and just leaned on him, he raised his head and kissed her on the lips quickly. Xia Hui looked at Mingwen's eyes complicatedly, she didn't know where to love, and suddenly she forgot where to hate, she gently stroked his face with her hand, tears swirling in her eyes. "Let's go to Kuaizai Lake for a day!" Mingwen said as he rubbed her face softly with his hand. She nodded, carefully touching his wound with her hand, and asked, "Does it hurt?" I'll give you some potion! Mingwen took her hand and said, "It doesn't hurt at all." Let's pack up a little bit and go! ”

Mingwen borrowed Cangli's car and carried Xia Hui to Kuaiya Lake. The two walked on the embankment, holding hands, and the water kissed the embankment sweetly. He hasn't been here for many years, he feels that everything is so familiar, everything is so unfamiliar, at least one is far away, as if in the past and present life, yesterday was still here, a group of friends climbed the stairs to inscribe poems, and today looking back, like looking back after hundreds of years. He looked around, the autumn mood was faint, and there was the liveliness of summer, but inadvertently, his heart was full of autumn - the autumn colors were very dignified, a little lonely, revealing a kind of solemnity. He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. Xia Hui exclaimed, "I want you to accompany me across the lake to play?" She watched as a large boat on the lake slowly drifted off the shore, carrying people, and in her eyes it was farther and farther from the shore, to the middle of the lake, and then to the other shore.

Mingwen went to buy two tickets, and from afar he saw two more people next to Xia Hui: Keyue and Xiaohui. He hesitated all the way to whether to go back and buy two more tickets. When he came to the front, he greeted Ke Yue and Xiaohui, only to realize that the atmosphere was not too good, and the air was stiff. He smiled, trying to ease everyone's speechless embarrassment, and said, "I'll go buy two more tickets, and let's go paddling together." Xia Hui approached him, took the ticket from his hand, shook it in his hand, and said, "Just make up another one." As he spoke, he threw the ticket in Mingwen's face and walked away. Mingwen looked at the two, smiled gloomily, and hurriedly chased after them.

Xia Hui stood beside the car wistfully, and secretly saw Mingwen trotting all the way. Mingwen opened the car door, Xia Hui sat in coldly, and she slammed the door with a bang. Mingwen started the car quietly, and when he looked up, he saw that Ke Yue's car was not far in front of his car, and his eyes were extremely complicated, and he was so glamorous. He slammed the steering wheel a few times to make the car slowly drive towards the right road, and he slammed the gas again, and the car was far from the original point.

Back home, the two erupted into the biggest clash ever. The house was smashed and messed up, and in the end, Mingwen threw the door out. He started the car and drove slowly to the bottom of the warehouse. He didn't go upstairs immediately, but numbly took out a cigarette, and accidentally, the cigarette actually fell from between his lips, he squatted, carefully picked up the cigarette, looked at the cigarette in a daze, smiled stupidly, shook his head, sighed, smiled coldly, and then slowly stood up and threw the cigarette in the trash bin next to him. He rubbed his hand back and forth on his face as an iron, trying to squeeze out a natural smile for himself, and then patted his face with his hand, his eyes turned up and down, left and right, as wide as possible, breathed deeply, and said in his heart: Relax, relax.

As soon as the warehouse opened the door, he saw that it was a clear text, so he hugged it. "Brother! I'm out of love, I've been kicked, I-" He let go of Mingwen, his hands in the air and was about to make a pictographic movement to compare his injury, but when he looked up and saw Mingwen's face, his movements froze there, his eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't help but cry out: "You——。 "I was accidentally hung by a branch while climbing the mountain, Xia Hui said help me deal with it, I said man, so it's flavorful enough." "But it still seems to be oozing blood." Mingwen touched it lightly with his hand, and when he looked at his hand again, there were really blood stains. smiled and said: "This, I'm not exciting enough, it's really like a man to go to the battlefield to hang the lottery." Let's go, I'll accompany you to have some wine and enjoy your heart. As he spoke, he gently patted Cang Li's shoulder with his hand, and his eyes showed a kind of concern. I'll take care of it for you! "Let's go. Don't be verbose, like a woman. ”

When he arrived at the Taoyuan Club, as soon as he saw the text, he asked in horror, "Oh my God! You've got a nose tattoo. "Just came back from Laoshan." Mingwen said with a smile on his face. "I'm fighting with my girlfriend." "Then there won't be a lottery." Saying that, they asked for a private room and ordered wine. The two of them struck the bottle lightly, said nothing, and drank it all with their heads up. "How?" "One more bottle!" Grunt and drink it all again. "Let's sing a song!" "You have one first!" Mingwen grabbed the microphone and said, "Then I'll sing an old one, don't laugh, "Providence". "Providence is so wow, it's all fucking providence! Just sing this, this is good! At the end of a song, Mingwen gave the microphone to Cang Yu and went into the bathroom by himself. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he closed the door and crouched down lonely, his head bowed, his hands limply covering his face. He only felt a very painful pain in his heart, so painful that he felt that he could not bear it anymore, like countless knives piercing at the same time, each knife had a deadly poison, but the murderer could not be found, everything was invisible, there was no blood on the wound, but the blood stains existed, and evolved into a kind of sourness that soaked around his body, only his own touches could perceive, it was a deadly perception, enough to destroy a person, destroy everything in a person. He wanted to go crazy, he went crazy, yes, he was completely crazy, so he could cry and scream, so he could stop caring about anyone, and he would come back free——。 He felt his face so cold, his hands were wet, and his throat was astringent. He slowly stood up, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet and let go of the water, and poured water on his face with his hand, the pain in his nose made him cramp slightly. He looked at himself in the mirror, so strange, so distant, so decayed, he could hardly believe that the person was himself, he smiled at him, he smiled at him, and that smile stood next to the weeping bitterly; Suddenly, he realized that men sometimes want to cry too, because they also need to cry, cry out their hardships, but unfortunately there is never a place where men can cry. Men know that tears don't solve anything, they can only make themselves worse! He smiled at him again, and he smiled bitterly at him.

Seeing Mingwen coming back, Cang Liao went over to give out a cigarette and said: "You must get me drunk today, please get me drunk, if you are my best brother, then, you can give me an injection with alcohol, at least I can be less painful for a while." Come on, drink! Mingwen patted Cang Li's shoulder and said, "I'm happy to accompany you today." So they took the wine and drank it. After drinking, Cang Liao took the microphone and sang wildly: "You are the woman I have slept with, you are the woman I have used,......" Cang Liao sang nonsense there, his voice was very high, and he had lost his charm for a long time; Mingwen sat obediently in his seat, looking at Cang Liao in his eyes, but in fact, his heart was at a loss and lost his direction. "Ah——!h Cang Yu suddenly roared, that one was particularly long, and Mingwen looked at him quietly with his eyes. He said, "Brother, let me ask you, what is love these days?" He still had a microphone in his hand and said, "You have money for her, and she has beauty to accompany you, this is called love." When the money is gone, she kicks you; She's not good-looking, so you tell her to fuck her balls. - This is the modern version of love. Liu Xin, that slut, someone hooked her away with a sports car! Cang Liao was about to speak, only to see Mingwen holding a mobile phone in his hand and making a gesture to him, Cang Liao calmed down, Mingwen turned around and found a more secluded place to answer the phone, and quickly turned around and came to Cang Liao to follow. Mingwen said: "I have something very urgent and urgent to go first, you can ask a few more people to play, and I will let Suo Ran settle the account on my head." He patted Cang Liao and left in a hurry, and Cang Liao was stunned for a full second.

Mingwen hurried to the city's first hospital. In the hallway, he first met his mother and father. Mom took his hand and asked, "What's wrong with your nose?" "It's okay, the mountain was scratched by the branches." "Why was you so careless?" Mom touched his nose with her hand and asked, "Does it hurt?" Mingwen shook his head. Mom said, "Wait a little bit and go in, you don't want her parents to be angry anymore." He glanced at his mother, whose eyes were full of himself, and his heart was suddenly struck and he nodded. He walked up to his father and called "Dad", but he didn't answer him, and he said to him, "I'm sorry! Then he turned and went into the room. The son's back disappeared, and the father said to the mother, "Hey, your son is too uncherished, how nice that girl is, but he didn't choose it, now-" The mother stopped him from continuing.

Mingwen pushed open the door, and the familiar figure was lying on the bed. He walked softly to the side of the bed and called softly, "Xia Hui." At this time, he only felt that he was being pulled by someone, and then his face was hot. I'm sorry, Auntie! Mingwen silently endured the loud and powerful slap, and he was also ready to bear the second slap.

"I'm sorry, can you give me back an intact daughter?!" She said and was about to slap her back for the second time.

"Smoke me, it's because I didn't raise my son well, if you want to smoke me, you will whip me first?" Mom came in at some point, and was standing in front of Mingwen at this time.

"Mom." Mingwen's vocal cords were tense, as if they would tear at any moment. He gently pulled his mother to his side.

The woman has been pulled by the man. He said: "Didn't the doctor say that Xia Hui is fine. The woman put her arms on the man's shoulders and cried, "We are such a daughter!" You don't care, you don't have heartache, but I care, my heart hurts. ”

"I'm sorry, aunt and uncle." Saying this, Ming Wen bent down deeply, and his heart only prayed for that moment for that woman to pump him hard until he was redeemed by his confession. After a long time, a pair of hands patted him gently, and then he slowly straightened his waist, looking at each other weakly with a pair of eyes that didn't know how to wander, waiting for the other party to speak. The other party said, "Xia Hui may be waking up soon, you can have a good chat then." Emotional matters, none of us can help, if you really can't get together, I hope you can also disperse. I'm just such a daughter-" Mingwen glanced at Father Xia's eyes, his whole heart was shattered, it was a father's love that crushed him.

The rest of the people retreated, and he slowly sat down on the chair next to Xia Hui's bed, carefully holding Xia Hui's hand. He looked at Xia Hui's face, look, look, a tear went for a long, long time and finally broke through the fence and slipped down, just dripping on Xia Hui's hand. Mingwen couldn't help lowering his head, his forehead resting on Xia Hui's hand, his eyes tightly closed. Xia Hui quietly opened her eyes and looked at Mingwen quietly and cautiously. Her heart was surging for no reason, and she wanted to gently stroke Mingwen's hair with her hand and tell him that she loved him. She listened intently to Mingwen's breathing, and she wanted to hear what was going on in his heart. When she realized that Mingwen was about to look up, she quickly closed her eyes again.

Mingwen raised his head worriedly and called softly: "Hui'er." When he saw that she was not responding, he gently touched her forehead with his hand, brushed the hair on her forehead to both sides, and then shook her hand again. He looked at her hand and said softly, "Hui'er." I owe you so much in this life, too much, too much. I know that what I did was out of line, not only did I hurt you, but also—" He withdrew his hand and wiped it on his face, and after a long time he said, "Forgive me! He looked up at the top of the building, and he wished that someone else would hear it, and it would come out of his heart like a serpent.

"Mingwen, I love you. I really can't live without you, I don't want anything, I just want you, okay? You're all mine, okay? Her other hand was already on his.

"Wake up." He looked into her eyes, and he smiled at her slightly, as if to say hello.

She looked at him too, with a shallow smile on her face, and nodded slightly at his words. "Do you love me?" She didn't wait for him to answer, and said, "Mingwen, are all the things we once had fake?" But you know what? Everything that used to be is so beautiful in my heart. You know, the days I had you were the best of my life. Plain text, don't leave me, okay? Otherwise, I don't know what I'm going to use to survive. "He was like he was on the edge of a cliff, looking like he was about to fall, and he was thrown a brick. She looked at Mingwen intently, looked into his eyes, hated to read his love for her from his eyes, hated to get into his heart like this and never came out, hated that his eyes would always hide her for a lifetime. He looked at her, looking—as if it had been a lifetime of thinking, and he finally lowered his head and silently looked at her hand and said to her, "Shall we get married!?" Every word has a kind of power, every group of words is impregnated with a complex feeling, the voice is low and deep, the speed of speech is slow but full of fortitude, through his life, he instantly feels that his heart is like a shriveled sorghum in late autumn. She looked at him for a long time, did not speak, looked at him deeply with her eyes, and hated to penetrate his whole person—time passed, silently, a hundred years, or ten thousand years, or more—and she thought that she was dancing to the home field, but suddenly she realized that everything had nothing to do with her, and at some point she had been thrown out of the game, and everything seemed to be painless with herself in a moment, and her pain and itch were suddenly so clear!

Dusk slashed into the ward, and the richness gradually became abrupt. Cang Yan pushed the door in with flowers, and when he saw Xia Hui sitting on the hospital bed, he asked her, "Sister-in-law, are you better?" Xia Hui smiled slightly in response with a slight panic. Cang Liao said: "Originally, I asked Mingwen to drink with me, but then he answered the phone and left. I think there is anyone else who can make him care about you like this. I called you and Mingwen, but I couldn't get through, and then I finally got through to my godmother, saying that you were too tired from work and ran around for days, causing your body to be extremely weak and fainted. As soon as I heard that my sister-in-law had fainted and didn't dare to drink the wine, I hurriedly ran to see you. Are you alright, sister-in-law? "Much better, Kuraya, thank you." Cang Yan made an embarrassed expression and said, "It's good to be better." You see, I was so heartfelt, I didn't buy anything. "Didn't you buy flowers? Plug it in! Cang Liao went to arrange flowers while chatting.

Mingwen came back very late and saw Cang Liao chatting with each other. Cang Yan saw that his expression was too reluctant, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "How can you walk around casually, you should accompany your sister-in-law twenty-four hours a day." ”

"He went to dinner with my parents and his parents." Then she asked Mingwen again: "Have you all gone back?" ”

"It's all taxied home, and I called when I came in."

Everyone chatted nonsense again before leaving.

Cang Yan walked silently for a while, and around a corner, a red car was waiting for him. He opened the door and sat inside. The other person asked, "What, okay?" Cang Liao nodded slightly, and then looked at the other party, the other party was looking at him intently, he didn't know what to say, so he turned his gaze away, and said indifferently: "Keyue, he is getting married." "Oh! Is it? She smiled, her eyes wandering through the front windshield into the distance, where there seemed to be a point of support to anchor her drift and helplessness.

Far away, even in the morning, he still belonged to hers, and now, his body temperature seemed to be still in her body. But—

In the morning, she warmly, quietly, and quietly watched him get up from the bed, he thought she was still asleep, but in fact, at night, she would wake up from his dream and pay attention to him with a little tossing and turning. Afraid of alarming her, afraid of disturbing her dreams, he tiptoed out of bed, glanced at her, and alone, silently, he went to the drawing-room, took a glass of water, and sat quietly on the cigarette spot. Then she also got up cautiously and looked at him through the crack in the bedroom door, and saw him smoking there lonely, so she wanted to go over and put her arms around him, chat with him, sit with him, be silent with him, in short, she wanted to be able to accompany him, because she wanted to be a part of him, a part of life, a part of life, an irreplaceable part. And at this time, she can only pay attention to him in this way, accompany him, love him, she knows that everyone has an unspeakable heart, an unspeakable feeling, and some unspeakable pain, love him, just give him a place so that he can face himself, and what he can do is to pay attention to him, love him, and feel sorry for him in a strange and distant corner.

After a long time, he had smoked many, many cigarettes, and I saw him stretch on the couch, yawn profusely, and slowly get up. She gently and deftly returned to bed in panic, pretending to be asleep. Her heart felt him all the time, and he came in, and came to the bedside, and she clearly felt that he was leaning over, and that her forehead was burning with a kiss from him, and it was so deep in her heart that it was not lost. She heard him call her "Ke Yue" softly, the voice was soft and warm, she pretended to be still in a dream, and turned around with a lazy soft "um", and drilled her head into the bed, as if she was afraid of being disturbed. Tears suddenly flowed down, and she was so worried that she would cry, and she suppressed herself fiercely. She could already feel him leaning over her, his hand around her on the quilt, and said to her, "I just want to hug you again, I know you're awake, Keyue." Her hair was pressed against his face, soft at the roots, soft in his breath. Keyue, I really want this to be a lifetime thing, so I will hug you. Every time I put my arms around you, my heart feels like I've found its home, a home where it is happy and intoxicated. However, I was a passer-by, a passer-by who could not stop by himself. I'm leaving—" Little by little, she felt the suffocation of the oxygen in the space being suffocated by him, she didn't move, and her tears began to suffocate.

I slept late before getting up, and made an appointment with Shan Xiaohui for breakfast, her breakfast, and Xiaohui's lunch. After dinner, he dragged Xiaohui to go boating with her on Kuaiya Lake, but she didn't expect to run into Xia Hui. She took the initiative to greet Xia Hui, who looked at her coldly, asked her if she slept well last night, and threw a contemptuous look at her. Xiaohui had already come to their side at this time, and she didn't look at Xia Hui, and said to Ke Yue, "Let's go!" Don't let people spoil you. But Keyue didn't move, and everyone was embarrassed all of a sudden, and it happened that Mingwen came. Ke Yue glanced at Mingwen affectionately and complicatedly, thinking that the atmosphere would be harmonious, but she didn't expect that things were all unexpected.

Xiaohui saw that Mingwen and they were leaving, and asked Keyue: "Let's go back, or continue to go boating." "Why don't you go?" While rafting, Ke Yue looked absent-minded and was very depressed. Xiaohui looked at Ke Yue, and she didn't know what to say, she knew that Ke Yue was not like this because she was humiliated by Xia Hui, but because she was too worried about Mingwen. Boating for a while, the moon can be about Xiaohui to overlook the river tower. In the river tower, no matter how she looks, she can no longer find the book of passing years, the book of flowing years is like the years that flowed, you always think that it is there, and as a result, it is the existence of a way of memory. That year, she also climbed the overlooking river tower, gathered with friends and friends, and wrote poems, thinking that she could be remembered through it at any time. That year, she still remembers Mingwen full of ambition and high spirits. That year, month, and day, he and she were real, and although there was a misunderstanding, she could approach him and say hello to him. And now, the year book is nowhere to be found, those green years have become yesterday's yellow flowers, she and him have no misunderstanding, but there is really a wall in the middle, you can only feel each other, but it seems that you will never be able to walk together. Yesterday and today, when you rub your eyes, you realize that the distance is so far away, so far away that it is untouchable.

He went downstairs and left Kuaiya Lake in a gloomy manner.

Xiaohui accompanied Keyue home. Keyue sat on the sofa and didn't say anything, quietly and silently, Xiaohui had to accompany her to be silent. Xiaohui didn't know how to comfort Keyue, maybe just accompany her, at least let her know that she wasn't alone. Xiaohui couldn't bear to use her eyes to look at Keyue more, and even she wanted to cry when she looked at it more. She knows Ke Yue too well, she knows how much she loves Mingwen, and for Mingwen, Ke Yue sacrificed too much. She always thought that Ke Yue would be with him after all, and everyone thought so, but, everything was the opposite, she didn't expect that everyone was also shocked. Ke Yue is too strong, and because she is too strong, it hurts her, a person who knows too much about the truth. She really hopes that as a friend like a sister, she can relieve Keyue of the heaviness that love brings to Keyue. But only the parties concerned know the sweetness, its bitterness, its pain, and its pleasure...... If we weren't in that circle, you wouldn't be able to really understand it - Xiaohui also felt powerless for it.

Suddenly answered a phone call, but the moon suddenly became restless. She looked at Xiaohui and asked inquiringly, "Can I still see Mingwen?" You say, can I still see her? Will my meeting with him affect his life? "You think about other people's feelings, will others think about your feelings? Go ahead! Go if you want. "No," said her with her hand raised in the air, but she forgot where to put it, or what she should have been, and said blankly, "Soran explained that she asked me to go, I should not have go, I did not want to trouble him; But she explained that the text was injured, and I asked where the injury was, but she wouldn't say. Maybe she's coaxing me, but what if it's true! "Let's go! I'll go with you! ”

When he arrived at the Taoyuan Club, Mingwen had already left in front of him, but fortunately Cang Liao was still there, but Cang Liao didn't know why Ming Wen left. Cang Liao helped Ke Yue call, Mingwen's mobile phone was not answered, so he called Xia Hui, but Ke Yue said forget it, Cang Yu said You believe in my art of speaking, but no one answered. Cang Yan looked at Ke Yue's anxious eyes, thought about it, and said that there was. This time, Keyue saw him talking there, and she couldn't wait to come over and say it herself.

After making the call, Cang Yan said, "Let's go, I'll take you alone." Xiaohui said smartly: "Go, let Cang Liao and you all the way, I just want to have a cup of coffee and listen to music at the same time." ”

After getting into the car, Kurayu said, "You drive forward, and then find a proper place to stop again." Keyue started the car and slowly slid into the main roadway, but her heart was extremely anxious. After driving for a while, she felt that she could not wait any longer, so she pulled over to the side of the road. This street is too familiar, he carried her on his back, and on this street, the familiar atmosphere was still there, and the night when the street lamps were shining was still blurred in her heart. She loved him with warmth, with fullness, with tolerance; She knew that he loved her too, with depth, with intensity, with supplication. She loved him, and made him proud in her love; She also knew that he loved her, and he let her treasure it in the depths of his love. Her love is like a rushing river, and his love is like a lava diving underground. She loved him, so she wanted to know everything about him. She stared at Kura, anxiously waiting for him to speak.

"Today, Xia Hui and Mingwen had an argument, but Xia Hui ran to her godmother's house to make a fuss, and she actually cut her wrist with a kitchen knife." When Keyue heard this, her pupils were shocked, and she couldn't believe that it was true. Cang Liao was afraid of scaring Ke Yue, so he hurriedly said, "Send it to the hospital, but there is nothing wrong." "Oh!" Only then did the heart of the moon land gently and softly from the clouds in the sky. "I'm so stupid, I still looked for Mingwen to drink today, but I didn't find out that his condition was worse than mine. The injury on his nose must have been given by Xia Hui! Kurayu said with a sigh. Is it serious? Ke Yue grabbed Cang Li's sleeve at once, and stared at him with bright eyes. As if someone was pointing a sword at him, he hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's just that there was a little blood oozing at the time." Keyue let go of her hand speechlessly. Can you help me go see him? Even if I pray you, you are not only my friend, you are his best brother. Ke Yue looked at his face and said. Cang Yu nodded, in his impression that it was the first time he had seen Ke Yue so messy, only the deepest love would make a woman like Ke Yue become like this, he couldn't help but think of Liu Xin, and his heart was mixed.

Keyue drove to the First Hospital, and halfway through, Cang Di went down to buy a bouquet of flowers. The car did not drive into the courtyard of the hospital, but stopped at the corner of the intersection. She watched him turn the corner, and she waited anxiously for him in the car, hoping that he would soon reappear around the corner. Lonely time with a long line of blades slowly rubbed past her heart, and the night slowly came. She felt that she and Mingwen were like night and day, the time of meeting was always so short, and happiness could only be a moment, but she felt that the night brewed the day, and the day also harbored a dark night, and they both penetrated each other's blood.

Cang Yan finally appeared in her field of vision, and she was both nervous and expectant. He finally got into the car. When she heard the explanation that she was going to get married, she only felt that she was sinking, sinking, but she couldn't sink to the end, and her heart hurt faintly, so painful that a needle was drilling.

"When I was leaving, Ming Wen stopped me and said he would use my car. Then, he walked up to me. Do you know? His eyes were full of casual grievances, but they were hidden so deep that others couldn't read them lightly, and I knew that he actually had a lot to say to me, no, in fact, he wanted to tell you. He looked at me and made me want to cry. Cang Yan took out his cigarette and lit it, pondering for a moment before continuing, "I have never read such a look, and I have never read it in Mingwen's eyes. He said to me, "I'm sorry for using your car again,——." The complicated look in which he said 'I'm sorry', I understood that those three words were not for me, he must have known in his heart that you were with me, and he wanted to tell you through my mouth that he was sorry. He wiped his face with his hand, took a hard puff of cigarette, and said for a long time: "He slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket and sent me one, looked at me with his eyes, and beat my chest with his fist, and said with a smile, who made you my brother, I'm sorry, make up for it later, I think I'm afraid I don't have a chance, because I don't have a chance to get rich, then I will make up for it in the next life." I said, I'll drive you tomorrow morning. He nodded. In that smile, I found it so bitter, I really wanted to give him a punch, a punch to wake him up. ”

Silence, the car starts. Keyue drove to Taoyuan Club, Xiaohui was still there, so several people opened a box to drink coffee, drink, listen to songs, and sing. Everyone avoids talking about feelings, and it's too sad to talk about feelings-

Keyue drank a little wine moderately, sang a few songs, and then slowly sipped coffee, quietly. Xiaohui secretly observed her, relieved and unassured.

When parting at night, Xiaohui wanted to stay with Keyue for a night, but Keyue sent her home. When she got out of the car, Ke Yue said, "Don't worry, you know me, I'm strong." As long as the text is good, what am I not happy about? You say yes or no. ”

When she got home, Ke Yue got into the quilt, and she wished she could find Mingwen in the quilt. Tears poured down on her own, and she seemed to be able to feel the breath of Mingwen, so she cried out loud, no longer having to hide her strength. She suddenly found that the night was so silent, and suddenly she found that she was so afraid of the night alone, and cried and cried, and in the crying she fell asleep, and in her sleep she was still crying—