At that time, Hua Yue had already lived a quiet and happy life with Fu Chengyao, and one day a magical thing happened to her.

Hua Yue thought that rebirth was the most bizarre thing she had ever experienced, until when she seemed to be in a dream, in a state of Ah Piao, she saw Fu Chengyao of her youth under the shade of the tree......

The teenagers were smoking cigarettes under a tree. Hua Yue seemed to suddenly become an outsider, watching their story.

Lin Liyan extinguished the cigarette butt and asked Fu Chengyao: "Brother Fu, do you want to play with the junior sisters at night?" ”

Fu Chengyao was eighteen years old at the time, and he didn't raise his eyelids when he heard this, "Don't go." ”

"Tsk, boring."

Hua Yue watched the young man in the white shirt go out of the school gate by himself, and it was still class time.

The teenagers hurriedly followed him, "Brother Fu, are you going to play a game?" ”

Fu Chengyao hummed lightly.

Hua Yue's body seemed to be uncontrollable, and she followed them outside the school.

Fu Chengyao played an all-night game, and the others went home in the middle of the night. Hua Yue became a soul body, only feeling bored, lying on his shoulder and drowsy.

The next morning, the boy picked up his coat and went to school in silence. Hua Yue thought to herself, he was quite decadent when he was young.

In early summer, when the sun rose and the classroom was bright, Fu Chengyao in the first row was lying on the desk and sleeping darkly.

The head teacher brought in a girl. Hua Yue was stunned, it was her seventeen-year-old self, her previous life, she didn't wear a mask, and she was shyly like a budding flower.

Then Ah Piao Huayue subconsciously went to see the boy who was originally sleeping. He slowly straightened up, looking at the girl in front of the classroom and curling the corners of his lips, this was their first meeting.

Hua Yue finally knew what she was going through, and she actually returned to her previous life with Fu Chengyao.

What happened next was just as she remembered, and the boy pursued the girl with all his might, and she was ashamed and afraid, and her cheeks flushed with amusement.

Hua Yue looked at it and couldn't help but chuckle, it turned out that looking at herself and Fu Chengyao's youth from the perspective of others was so simple and beautiful.

She watched them grow up all the way, watching Fu Chengyao threaten the shy girl to kiss him.

Hua Yue always came to school early that year, he knew that she came early, and he came early to accompany her.

In the middle of summer, the weather is hot, and the fans are turning tirelessly. She was reading earnestly, her long eyelashes drooping, occasionally shaking slightly. He propped his chin on, his dark eyes focused on her.

Fu Chengyao couldn't hold back and whistled. Her voice was upswinging and brisk, so that the girl who was doing the question couldn't calm down, and she said softly, "You be quiet." ”

There were only three or two students in the classroom who were immersed in hard work, and there were no distractions. Fu Chengyao laughed in a low voice, "Why should I listen to you?" ”

She couldn't help it, pursed her lips, thinking that it would be better if he didn't exist.

He said suddenly: "If you want me to listen to you, kiss me." ”

She was choked, and she couldn't help coughing, coughing all over her face, "Fu Chengyao, you!" ”

"How am I?"

"If you say that again, I ......"

"You agreed? Well? ”

She's going to be angry with him and cry!

The young man's eyes were full of smiles, "Or give me a touch of the hand and barely do it." ”

You dream.

Hua Yue, who became a soul body, looked at the poor girl and couldn't help laughing. If she could talk to young Hua Yue, she really wanted to tell herself, if you beat this little bastard, he is a little color embryo, and he will get more and more inches. However, the girl is stupid and cute, and she always jumps stupidly into Fu Chengyaobu's trap.

In fact, the two of them are together, and there are more sweet moments. He was bad and ruffian, but he was very good at making people happy, and Hua Yue later recalled that in her short life, the most fun and happiest times were actually given by him.

Hua Yue watched Fu Chengyao grow up slowly, and watched him finally return to Fu's house. He was twenty-one years old at the time, and it was the last summer of a girl's life.

The summer of that year was particularly hot, with surface temperatures reaching more than 40 degrees. Soul Hua Yue heard Fu Chengyao promise to Old Man Fu that he would manage the Fu family well in the future, but hoped that he would have time to accompany a girl to finish college in the past two years. Old Man Fu acquiesced.

Fu Chengyao was full of spirit and ambition, until the girl died in his arms.

Hua Yue couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but his life still went on.

On the first day of losing the girl, he hugged the cold corpse, his eyes were scarlet, and no one said anything and refused to let go.

Later, Zheng Ming really couldn't stand it, and persuaded him: "Fu Shao, look, she is so good-looking, but it's summer now, and the body can't be preserved for long, she definitely doesn't want to be ugly, you let her keep this beauty forever." ”

Fu Chengyao's dark eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, and finally relaxed his hand.

In the first month of Hua Yue's death, Fu Chengyao never slept well, tossing and turning, and often woke up in the middle of the night, so he went to smoke in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Then he had to take sleeping pills to sleep peacefully, and the dosage was getting bigger and bigger.

Hua Yue looked worried, he was still so young, what would he do in the future? However, seeing the teardrops that slipped from the corners of his eyes after he fell asleep, her heart was like a knife.

For a month, he didn't say a word. Until one morning, he opened his eyes and asked Aunt Xu, who was still watering the flowers, "When can I go back to S City for class, school is about to start." ”

Aunt Xu burst into tears on the spot, "Ayao, don't be like this...... "You will go crazy if you go on like this."

At that time, Fu Chengyao had graduated from high school for almost two years, but he seemed to have forgotten. He only thought that one day he would return to S City No. 1 Middle School, and she was still sitting by the window, holding a book and reading quietly.

Fu Chengyao later returned to S City once, stood at the door of Hua's house all night, and never went back again.

At the beginning of the spring of the following year, Mr. Fu hired a psychiatrist for him, who was said to be able to use hypnotism to make people forget painful memories.

Fu Chengyao directly picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table, pointed at the doctor's head, was silent for a long time, and said, no one can deprive him of his memory.

Old Man Fu's body has been getting worse day by day, and Fu Chengyao began to take over the Fu family. He seems to be a different person, working tirelessly on the company's affairs all day long.

Zheng Ming, as an assistant, saw his clumsiness in the initial stage, he had to learn everything from scratch, made mistakes repeatedly, and was even secretly ridiculed. And he didn't care, he was busy until midnight every day. Assistant Zheng always felt that his boss was crazy.

On Christmas Eve one year, it snowed in K City, and the Fu Group gave all employees a holiday.

Zheng Ming remembered that there were important documents in the company, and he would use them early tomorrow morning, so he hurried to the company in the middle of the night to pick them up.

The top floor is lit up. Zheng Ming pushed the door open a crack and saw Fu Chengyao, who was now twenty-five years old, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking out of the window. It was silent, the lights were shining at his feet, he was alone, his clothes were thin, his windows were open, the snow was falling on his hair and eyelashes, and he stood still, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he was twenty-six years old, he had already investigated all the truth, including Old Man Fu's intention of not saving people in time, and he knew everything. He was eerily calm, as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Ming thought to himself, Fu Chengyao has never mentioned Hua Yue in the past few years, what a cruel thing time is, Fu Chengyao will definitely be able to slowly forget. That beautiful girl is just a flash in the pan for Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu still has a great future, she will get married and have children in the future, as long as she is long enough, she can always be completely forgotten.

In the autumn of the following year, Fu Chengyao used thunderous means to bring down the Liang family. When he was twenty-seven years old, he became a legend known to everyone in K City, and the Fu family ushered in an unprecedented peak.

Zheng Ming thought that everything was getting better.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Fu Chengyao personally cooked a bowl of noodles. He didn't eat, sat alone across the long empty table, and opened the paper at hand, which was a detailed investigation.

Jiang Yu has done an excellent job in scientific research projects, and he may become a great scientist for the benefit of mankind in the future.

Hua Junchuan moved out of S City and went to other places with Han Wan, but they refused Jiang Yu's care and still can't come out.

and Ye Tong, she got married last year, married an honest man, began to change careers as a reporter, and heard that she was pregnant recently.

Lin Liyan and Song Yingying's child is more than a year old and is a very cute little girl. After Lin Liyan became a father, he gradually calmed down, lost the hippie smiling face he had when he was young, and was a very responsible man.

Finally, there is Meng Cheng, who set up his own door and opened a company, and now the company has just started, but the prospects are very good.

After reading it, Fu Chengyao pressed the documents under the bowl and left the empty living room. If she was still around, these would surely be all she wanted to know.

By the following summer, Fu Chengyao began coughing up blood. No one knew about it, and he calmly disposed of the traces and opened a locked drawer. In the drawer was a pen and a pink hairpin, the only thing she had left in his life.

It's all hidden by him, and when he was young, he liked it so much that he was about to become a pervert. Later, I never dared to take it out and miss it, because it hurt when I saw my breathing.

He put them in his suit pocket and booked a plane ticket back to S City.

The weather was clear, the sky was blue, the sky was cloudless, and it happened to be the weekend.

Yizhong can still vaguely see the appearance of the year. Fu Chengyao took off his suit, wore the white shirt of the year, and wandered around the campus aimlessly, except for three or two cicadas, it was incredibly quiet.

He came to the second class, and a banner of the college entrance examination declaration was hung in front of the classroom. The breeze blew outside the window, and the trees were still green.

He sat by the window in the third row of the classroom, and suddenly he could still feel the breath of her.

He remembered that when she couldn't figure out the problem, she liked to put her pen against her chin, and when she laughed, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, with a bit of innocence and childishness. She was the most delicate when she shouted Fu Chengyao. She's cute no matter how she looks.

He took a pen and hairpin out of his trouser pocket and placed them at the same table, pretending that there was a girl there.

On the same summer morning as this time, the girl's eyes were hazy, with a little shallow tiredness, and she would remind him in a low voice, "Fu Chengyao, you pressed my roll." ”

"Oh, Hua Yue, I'm so sorry."

Fu Chengyao took out a dagger that had pierced her heart and held it against the same heart position as himself.

Hua Yue, who had a soul body, was already crying on the desk next to him. She had seen his life, but she would rather she hadn't seen it.

He was twenty-eight years old this year, and he could still vaguely see the unruly appearance of a young man between his eyebrows and eyes. She listened to his hoarse voice, as if she had exhausted the pain of this life, and that was the last sentence of his life.

He said, "Little classmate, I'm here." ”