Winter is coming, a hazy moonlit night. Liang walked aimlessly alone, when suddenly there was a pain in her heart, and a beam of moonlight shone on her heart, hitting the scar that had not yet healed.

The encounter with Jie was on the Internet, Liang is a very special girl, and she always likes to use the most euphemistic language unconsciously to make people confused.

Just as she was with a group

"Frogs

"When we are messing around in the north and south, when the sea and the sky are nonsense, a small one

"Frogs

"I don't know where to jump out, he's Jie, don't look at Jie

"Little frog

But in every aspect, he is a mature, calm big boy, and Liang gradually became familiar with his curiosity about Jie. Jay walked into a beautiful life like this. In the following days, in addition to studying, being able to chat with Jie became the center of her life, and as soon as the bell rang after school every day, she rushed to the computer, because Jie was already waiting for her on QQ. Liang often laughs while chatting, causing the people around her to cast inexplicable glances at her. They all think that they have found a red face that can accompany each other for a lifetime, no matter how far away the space is, but the habits between each other are very close. Every time I think of Jie, a feeling of happiness swells up in Liang's heart.

"Is this what love tastes like?

Liang asked herself like this again and again, but there was an inexplicable uneasiness growing in her heart. Perhaps everything that seems beautiful is doomed to a tragic end. Liang chose to escape, she left Jie, afraid of falling in love to the deepest part and unable to extricate herself, afraid of losing and not daring to accept, after all, they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, after all, the Internet is an illusory world. The injury is not what Liang wants, she doesn't care about it on the surface, but her heart is bleeding, Liang hopes that Jie can delete her from memory, but Jie indirectly tells her that it is impossible, and finally he said that no matter what, as long as Liang can be happy and happy. That night, Liang had insomnia for the first time. The wind blew with a few bitter tears, with great regret and necessity, and hurriedly set off and walked into the distance.

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