Memories that can't be let go, times that can't be forgotten.

Leng Qiuhan stopped, and suddenly seemed to walk into a forest, dense leaves, layers of mountains, branches intersecting each other, the muddy road like a swamp can not be stepped into, every step will be deep in the quagmire, only fast running can have a temporary stay in that mud, only fast forward, in order not to be swallowed by the swamp.

He remembered even the traces of the sun falling, the dappled light and shadow of the leaves, even the smell of grass flowing in the air, and even the smell of rot from the swamp beneath his feet.

"Nature."

irretrievable, like a nightmare around him, but it is the only dream he can hold on to in the end, the figure that can be seen, the shadow that can be left in his memory, and the shadow that cannot be erased is the shadow that he does not want to forget, nor can he forget to stay here, so that he has no way to leave.

Love and hate, want to get out but have to face it, looking at that memory of the past, I seem to be stuck in that time, and I haven't come out.

Qing Shibo paused.

Maybe even he didn't think of the other party, and even could answer what he said, even he himself couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said in a fluttering voice, "Do you still care?" I care about the old days, the things that used to be. ”

Are you asking him? Or are you asking yourself?

Are you asking his story, or are you asking your own heart?

Do you still care about what was once there? The emotions that have been irretrievably lived, the feeling that they have been staying, and the emotions that cannot be erased. Will he be able to forget? Do you still care?

Leng Qiuhan lowered his eyes and said: "The unforgettable is irretrievable, and there is no way for me to forget." ”

The lover is gone, there is no trace of it, the former love seems to be like a brand, generally engraved in his bone marrow, without a trace of memory, all cages, all fake locks, all whips on him, fiercely accusing him, not protecting his lover Weiwen.

So this is because human beings are only a hundred years in the blink of an eye, and life is a lifetime of grass and trees, and a short time is just a blink of an eye for him, but that short time can indeed be in his heart, it is he who has already arranged this number, so that his heart can accept it, and one day he will follow the pace of his lover's departure and end his life, and he has already thought about it from the beginning, such an ending.

I also set such a wish in my heart.

I had already thought about it, accepting the short life of outsiders, but I never thought that the short ending would come so quickly, so that he had no way to react, so that he hadn't thought clearly about how it happened, that person didn't disappear, because of his own poor protection, because he didn't watch all the time, because of his own participation, a deep rift was opened in the other party's life, so that his life ended so quickly.

Leng Qiuhan is still deeply condemning himself even to this day, every time it is as if he is holding an ice pick, piercing his heart, and the feeling of pain again and again makes him very sober.

What followed was the helplessness of being discarded.

His original responsibility implicated his former lover and let his beloved leave this world.

It's all his responsibility, saying that he has already noticed the weakness of the early change, and he has already known the weakness early, and the early change should be guarded, and there will be no more such a thing.

He will also be chasing after him now, completely disappearing with his lover's footsteps, instead of guarding a painful memory now, waking up in the coldness of that time and again. In that dreamy scene, Reverie will no longer suffer from that memory, waiting quietly like a dead person.

How could he forget, how could he give up? How can you let go of the obsession in your hand, the memory that has already been burned into the soul has long been burned, and how can you let go of it without saying a word?

Even if he knew that now that he had seen his lover of reincarnation again, he still didn't let go, and still followed the pace of the other party, but this time he was ready, ready to protect the other party, and every lesson was well prepared, and the external dangers were gradually eliminated.

But even so, he still encountered enemies that he couldn't find, he still encountered problems that he couldn't solve, and he had to keep looking for clues outside, and he had to worry about the comfort of the other party.

He knew in his heart how ridiculous and ridiculous everything he had done, but he had no way to give up, no way to give up his beloved, no way to give up the meeting, no way to give up himself, the shadow of the person he loved in his heart, that smile, and that person's name were all obsessions standing in his heart, and there was no way to discard them.

How can you forget, how can you forget, and how can you let go.

Qing Shibo lowered his eyes and was silent. Leng Qiuhan said: "Don't you have a way to forget?" If there is no way, think about how to solve it, touch him, feel and imagine, and wait until that time to give up. ”

He didn't know what kind of emotions he had, what kind of things, although the two of them knew each other, but after all, they only knew each other without much and deep feelings, which could only be said to be a certification of each other's strength.

For everyone's momentary recognition in the power, they can understand that the other party's status will naturally have a sense of respect, but there is no more in-depth communication, and naturally they can't understand what kind of mood is hidden under the sadness of the other party's life, and they can't understand where the emotions that have never been let go come from.

I don't want to have a deep exploration, but he is a person after all, and he can experience the heart-rending feelings, and he is now immersed in such emotions, unable to extricate himself, and there is no way to provoke it out when he is immersed in this memory, even if he has already thought about facing the future time.

But after all, he faced that person, that figure, the person he loved in his heart and went on a blind date, Chongqiu still has the shadow of the past, he may have an empathy for him at this moment, facing him at this moment, and he can't help but want to say a little about his feelings.

Since there is no way to let go, there is no way, there is no way not to cling, there is no way to get out of that, why don't you want to get close to it?

To look at the past, to see the obsession in your heart, and then to think about whether to stay, or to let go forever, and then choose at that time, is the sincere expectation from the bottom of your heart, rather than being oppressed by other people's emotions, and having to look at the inspiration.

Maybe wait until that time to let yourself feel this kind of comfortable liberation from the heart, so that your heart can quickly escape from the mouth of the cage, instead of slowly growing dust in it. In that it lost its beating firepower.

"Go see?"

Qing Shibo muttered to himself without any answer, and when he came back to his senses, the shadow in front of him had already disappeared, he looked blankly, the dark sky, foggy, gray and not completely darkened, hazy shrouded in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion, and the whole person looked at him in a daze.

Want to check it out? There is no way to let go of that time in his past, and it is still engraved in his heart until now, the heaviest emotion, he wants to take a look, see the emotions of his former brothers who have fallen apart from each other, does he want to contact?

For a while, there was no way to think clearly about the emotions he once had, how to face them, maybe he should calm down, as if he hadn't met Hu Zhongjun.

Such emotions still exist between encountering it, but he didn't dig it out, didn't look at it, didn't put it in front of him, but buried it in his heart and touched it in nowhere else.

I didn't have any feelings buried in it, and I didn't feel it, so I waited silently, and I didn't let myself feel the fluctuations of that emotion, and it was naturally forgotten, and I won't be defeated in front of me again, and I won't let my heart panic.

Maybe he should learn to do this again, bury this emotion quickly castrated, let him disappear completely, he won't look at it again, he won't touch it, he won't think about it, only forget his brother, how he hurt himself in the first place, forget the fear that he abandoned for his family, and forget it so quickly.

Should he do it? Probably yes, he's been doing it for years.

But...

Leng Qiuhan is not wrong, go and see again, see what is going on, think about what you really want to face, at that moment, you may have a different mood, maybe you will come up with some other feelings from your heart.

Maybe at that moment, you can really understand what kind of way you should face an emotion that stays in your heart and can't be erased, and maybe you can erase all the panic and anxiety at that moment.

Or maybe it will bring a catastrophe to itself, there is no way to have any struggle, it will completely crush itself, and at that moment it is no longer clear what he is living for, or it may be that he has no way to struggle.

Too many possibilities quickly turned in front of him, but the little buds that appeared in his heart at that moment were non-stop, and it seemed that even he couldn't cover it anymore.