Have you ever seen the feeling of a long night shining into a beam of light?

I've seen it.

Really seen.

A very dazzling and dazzling light.

……

When she recalled the past and him when the flowers bloomed and fell, the dust and love, her eyes couldn't help but change color and lose their gloom.

Have you ever heard a phrase?

"The world is dark,

And here you are,

With the stars and the moon.

Illuminated the rest of my life and later,

It also extinguishes my future and future. ”

……

In the ancient town of Qingqiang, the girl in the white skirt, the black and shiny hair like seaweed, is scattered around the waist, and the eyebrows and eyes are all delicate and dignified. Like an elf falling from the mortal world, it is uncontrollable and beautiful.

The girl sat on a stone bench in the courtyard holding an oil drawing board, and the brush in her hand lightly dipped the paint on the drawing board, outlining it on the white paper that looked very good.

The breeze lifted the girl's sideburns on both sides, and let it flutter with the wind.

The summer sun always unceremoniously basked on the girl's fair skin, and soon many beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the girl's smooth forehead.

It just slid down the girl's skin and fell onto the canvas, blending in with the beautiful paint.

"Shengsheng, stop drawing, go back to the house quickly, be careful of heat stroke." Yu's mother walked over from the villa with a parasol.

"Mom, it's okay, I can still draw for a while, and I'll be fine soon." Yu Sheng raised his delicate face and showed a sweet smile to his mother.

"Shengsheng, what do you want your mother to say about you?" Yu's mother was not reluctant to Yu Sheng, handed Yu Sheng a bottle of mineral water, and entered the villa again.

Yu Sheng stared at his mother's back as she gradually moved away, put down the oil drawing board and paintbrush in his hand, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip, and retightened the cap.

Yu Sheng is constantly painting these days, painting and painting, and the protagonist is the same person from beginning to end.

A deep love that Yu Sheng can't forget even if he wants to.

A deep love that Yu Sheng wants to break away from the relationship but has nothing to do.

A deep love that hurts Sheng to the extreme.

……

I'm scared of your news

Inadvertently brought up by whom

It's like the breath that once stuck to my ears

I'm afraid of a certain melody

……

"Smack-"

The glass bottle was smashed on the bluestone road, and the young man's noble and elegant body exuded a unique and cold atmosphere.

"I said that even if you fold a thousand paper cranes for me, I won't be with you!"

The deep magnetic voice of the teenager rich in male hormones echoed in the dark night sky, dotted with nothing but a few dazzling stars like glass.

"Jinchen, why are you doing this to me!" Yu Sheng looked at the broken glass bottle, and the thousands of paper cranes in the bottle were scattered and stained with the mud on the bluestone road.

"Jinchen, can't you be as kind to me as before?"

Yu Sheng cried, his tone trembled slightly, and a few tears fell on the bluestone road.

"I said I wouldn't like you, and I never did, so don't make the mistake of thinking I'll like you." Gu Jinchen's cold eyes met Yu Sheng's phoenix eyes full of tears when he was about to burst the embankment again.

"Also, don't be in my sight again, look disgusted."

After Gu Jinchen finished speaking, he walked out of the alley, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, opened the door, told the driver the location, and walked away.

Leaving Yu Sheng, a man who had already cried into tears, standing in the cool breeze.

Yu Sheng was desperate, and sat down on the bluestone road miserably, raised his hand to pick up a pink paper crane, the wings of the paper crane were already covered with mud, covering up the original color.

Yu Sheng's slender and white fingers touched the broken glass shards, the skin cut a hole, and the bright red liquid quickly flowed out, and Yu Sheng didn't feel pain as if he had been injected with an anesthetic.

It wasn't until the blood that came out of his fingers cut through the whole paper crane that he realized it.

And so it was the end of her deep love.

The deep love she didn't have time to keep just left.

I'm sorry I understood it too late.

For youth, I'm sorry I was too late to be sensible.

I'm sorry for you, I want to learn how to forget about you in the beginning.

My deep love,

It's me who loves it to the bone,

But I can't love deeply.

Yu Sheng looked up, the entire starry sky had become pitch black, and the stars didn't know when they were lost, and a line of tears flowed down his cheeks again.

Oh, yes!

He's gone!

Took away the moon and the stars,

It also took away my first love and deep love.

……

Reasons for leaving

I've been doing okay lately

You've been where you've been lately

Don't worry about just asking

It's all because I learned to love

……

It was Christmas with snowflakes, and it was also Yu Sheng's birthday.

Gu Jinchen sent a courier to Yu Sheng early in the morning, and the express packaging was very casual, with simple tape pasting.

Also, how can a woman who is disgusted by herself treat it with her heart.

In the evening of the same day, Yu Sheng received this express, and Yu Sheng trembled with a knife and cut the package of the express.

In black and white is a letter, and the bracelet that Yu Sheng gave him.

A black and white pink diamond bracelet with a petite paper crane hanging in the middle.

The bracelet is beautiful, but the person who gave it doesn't like it!

"Do you know that the bracelet you gave is very ugly, I didn't expect Miss Yu's vision to be so bad!

And next time I will trouble to put away your fake kindness, I am disgusting and buried.

By the way, you don't really think there's a next time, do you? Except for dreaming.

Looks like you didn't know I had a fiancée yet, huh! Miss Yu is really delusional.

……”

Yu Sheng didn't dare to continue reading, and he was already repulsed.

Her first love

Her joy

Her deep love

Her youth

From then on, it was no longer hers,

Is that right?

It's really like a clown jumping off the beam, and from beginning to end, he directed and acted by himself to show this scene for himself.

It's ridiculous!

Her hero

No!

It's his fiancée's hero who is going to fight for her.

Her teenager has nothing to do with him.

A period of youth is gone.

I should say goodbye with a smile, but I didn't expect her to cry fiercely again, and her tears burst the embankment.

After all, he still stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and married another girl.

That girl is really nice, you have to live a good life with her.

Goodbye, my boy.

Goodbye, my hero.

Goodbye, my youth.

……

Never again, you want to be happy.

Goodbye, my beloved.

Goodbye, my youth.

Goodbye, no see

……

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