Chapter 49: Weeping

Sika looked at the boy in front of her in disbelief, the flying green silk was like her thoughts, already in a mess, tears slid through the dry tears again, impartial, it seemed to come from the same way again, but the process was worlds apart, a joy, a sadness, it turned out that all this was just her own wishful thinking.

Taeyeon came from not far away, hugging Sika's body that had been hollowed out by grief, the girl's body was so weak that even the night breeze could overwhelm her.

“weishenme?” Sika's eyes were full of tears, and her scarlet lips had long since lost a trace of blood, and she cried, "Don't you remember?" ”

Taeyeon took off the hat directly from her head, her immature little face seemed to be like the blooming lily, pretty and immature, and her faint willow eyebrows were reading her dissatisfaction with the boy, but her eyebrows were mixed with helplessness for Sika.

Luo Yun looked at the girl in front of her, the disordered green silk seemed to have endless thousands of words, endless bitter grievances and infatuations, and the white melon seeds were full of endless grievances against themselves, as if they were hiding an indescribable pain, which made the boy's heart tremble.

The girl's face gave him a very familiar feeling, déjà vu, especially the exclamation of the short girl just now, which made him almost lose his mind.

In fact, Taeyeon's call just now was in Korean, although the name Sika is very different from the American pronunciation, which also makes Luo Yun not realize that the girl in front of him is Jessica, in eight years, the former little girl has already become a slim young girl, even if the face is sad, it does not affect the girl's amazing and peerless face, but looks more beautiful and lovable.

Luo Yun didn't hear what the girl said clearly, and the crying words were more like an accusation against the boy, so that Luo Yun didn't have the heart to think about other things at all.

"You're dumb!" Taeyeon yelled at Luo Yun in her broken English, the girl has an enviable childlike face, she doesn't look very old, but the other party's old-fashioned tone makes people mistakenly think that the other party is the spicy woman on the street, a full model of an aunt.

"Tae 、、、 Yeon, don't say it!" Sika turned to the girl next to her, her sad eyes as if she were pleading with her.

Taeyeon's eyes were cherry red, holding Sika's little hand, looking at this girl who always likes to be silent and empty on weekdays, she had never thought about why Sika had such a habit before, but she now understands that everything is because of the boy in front of her, with a delicate face, a clean and transparent temperament, and a pair of eyes like a bright moon in the sky, such a boy will be moved by a girl, even if it is just because of the other party's appearance, not to mention that Sika has grown up with each other since he was a child, This feeling is so pure in the girl's heart, not polluted by the outside world, carefully cared for by her, hidden in the deepest part of the heart.

They are both at the age of the first love, so they naturally value Aiqing very much, but as female artists, they also know that a sincere relationship is simply a luxury for them, and what makes Taeyeon envious is that Sika once had such a thing and carefully guarded it, but the other party's words and words shattered the most beautiful dream in the girl's heart.

Sika knows that she can't blame Luo Yun, only herself, she hates herself Weishenme regards this ethereal relationship as so important, for him, how many boys have the girl rejected the boy's overtures, many of them are the best, but the relationship that has been held for eight years will eventually wake up one day, in this cold spring night, the white moonlight is no longer so moving, and the stars seem to be dim, Jessica found that in fact, she has been living in the memories of the past, The boy who carried himself under the maple red tree, the little guy who climbed on the windowsill in the cold late autumn, no longer belonged to himself, not to Sika, perhaps he had already found a girl who could accompany him, listen to her whispers, listen to her heartfelt complaints!

Sika endured the sourness in his heart, stretched out his pair of white little hands, and slowly held the boy's left hand, the thick palm because of the perennial exercise, there was a faint callus at the tiger's mouth, Sika gently put the boy's palm on his cheek, a warm heat came from the palm, so that her atrium, which had gradually cooled, regained a trace of temperature.

It was like a dream, and just a few hours of meeting had made Sika extremely satisfied, and she thought that it would be nice if time stood still at this moment, but it was good that he didn't know, maybe he already had a place in his heart, and his appearance was undoubtedly just adding to the trouble.

Luo Yun's left hand slowly rubbed on the other party's little face with the movement of the girl's wrist, she was like a delicate porcelain doll, the smooth skin made people's hearts beat faster, seeing this moment, Luo Yun's doubtful eyes gradually softened, from surprise to sadness, looking at the girl's little face with pear blossoms and rain, a heart-wrenching pain came from his heart, making his breathing almost suffocate, he understood, poor silly girl, are you taking revenge on me?

The cold evening breeze blew, blowing the girl's hair, raising the boy's clothes, the starry sky that sealed the memory seemed to be crying, under the moonlight, the figures of the two were stretched very long, very long, and spread to the end of the street, as if to awaken the memories of the past, the girl was like under the maple tree that year, looking at the stubborn little boy stupidly!

"Sister Sika, do you want me to call you Sika?" The little boy stood on the maple leaf-covered stone path and looked at the cute girl in front of him!

"Hee-hee, because my sister likes Xiao Luoluo!" The little girl twisted up her skirt full of pink flowers, and flew under the maple tree in the late autumn evening, and her clear laughter echoed in her ears: "Little Luoluo, is my sister beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful!" After the little boy finished speaking, he grabbed the girl's little hand and began to run forward, tirelessly, leaving only the laughter of each other!

"Sika, I like you a lot!"

"Little Luoluo, so am I!"

Luo Yun's eyes were a little moist, his choked throat was like a roar, he gently stroked the girl's soft hair, slowly twisted the hair sticking to the cheeks from the other party's little face, and held it behind the ear, revealing the white face under the moonlight, the miserable little face looked so sad, the rhythmic eyelashes showed the girl's inner uneasiness, and the brown pupils were like the sun, moon and stars, reflecting the boy's figure, clear and clear, without leaving a trace of flaws.

"Are you Sika?"

Luo Yun's lips opened lightly, and slowly spit out the words buried deep in his heart, the familiar face, and the still gentle words, made Jessica unable to hold back the grief anymore, crystal tears slowly rolled down from her cheeks, flowed into the corners of her mouth, and dripped into her heart, this is like an extraterritorial sound, more beautiful than any note, and it is heart-wrenching!

"Are you my little Lolo?" Sika's voice trembled slightly, as if with endless grief, but with full anticipation, the soft and clear voice pierced the boy's warm heart.

"Yes, I am!" Luo Yun's heart was trembling, eight years of attachment completely broke out at this moment, he hugged the girl in front of him, the cold delicate body made him feel palpitations, the girl's tears were like an endless sea of bitterness that instantly submerged him, making him fall into deep self-blame!

"No!"

Sika pushed Luo Yun away, slowly stepped back, her crying little face was heartbroken, she looked at the boy with unbelievable eyes, and slowly said, "You are not my little Luo Luo, you are not!" ”

The weak delicate body was like a weeping elf in the night, tears soaked through the placket, and he turned around and ran towards the darkness with the grievances of the sky!

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