Chapter 222: Good Samaritan

"Whatever has happened in the past, believe that the best is yet to come. Even though life gives you a thousand reasons to be sad. You also have to find a thousand and one happy excuses, no matter how cruel the world is, you must maintain a relieved heart, use your smile to release all indifference, forgive all people and things before going to bed, live in the moment, be less dependent, take care of yourself, and believe that there will always be unexpected warmth on the way there. After Wang Ming finished speaking, he left with Gu Lingyun.

As soon as he walked down the alley, Wang Ming's face fell, one hand on Gu Lingyun's shoulder, and the other hand on his chest, "I just gave away the money I used to improve the food." ”

"Why don't I get it back for you?" Gu Lingyun asked innocently.

"Forget it, I have to come back if I give it, I don't have this face." Wang Ming shook his head and said.

"People, it's just that you want to save face and keep regretting it." Gu Lingyun pretended to sigh deeply.

"You don't have a shame, you don't regret it. I regret not catching up with the supermarket promotion, and I regret not waiting a little longer in the tasting area······" Wang Ming rolled his eyes.

"Wait a minute." Naughty Bao ran over and stuffed Wang Ming's money back into his hand, "I can't ask for these." Thank you. ”

After saying that, he ran away.

"What a kind man." Gu Lingyun glanced at Wang Ming and stretched out his claws, "Since she doesn't want it, I'll reluctantly accept it." ”

"Since you are so reluctant, then I won't give it to you, lest you feel uncomfortable." Wang Ming slapped his hand away and put the money back in his pocket.

In love, we used to think that someone must save us from the lonely world we are now. The princesses fantasized that he was a valiant prince who could fight dragons with a sharp sword. He came gently on the colorful auspicious clouds, stretched out his hand and took us to the blue sky. The princes imagined that she was a little elf with a crystal wand and clear eyes, and as soon as she bowed her head, she was like a water lotus flower that could not withstand the shyness of the cool breeze, and from then on he could set up camp on the shore of the watery Lake of Eyewaves.

I hope you can be happy, don't get hurt again, and don't hurt others again. You deserve to find your own prince. Wang Ming looked at the direction in which the girl left, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

There is a city in everyone's heart, and there is an impossible person living there, who has passed by his youth for a while, but will be stranded in his memory for a lifetime.

For some reason, he thought of himself, of Yao Nan, the girl who had never known his mind.

"I deeply know that not all encounters can be kept into a legend, and not all honesty can be exchanged for the same tacit understanding. Some people are haunted by dreams, but they are only suitable for keeping them in the bottom of their hearts; Some people are not shocked, but they are suitable for a lifetime. Shallow each other, thin acquaintance, light forgetfulness, only ask the light smile and safety, not ask how many flowers bloom. Stroke a song of flowers and smoke, twist a shallow smile in this life, dream a few times of tenderness and deep seeds, melt a dust dream lotus heart, the only thing we can do is to stand at the end of the years to graze the soul. ”

"Love is a puff of smoke blown by sighs, there is its purified spark in the eyes of the lover, and the tears of the lover are the waves it stirs up. It is the most intelligent madness, the bitter taste of choking, the honey that cannot be eaten in the mouth. ”

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In Wuchuan, in the pavilion of No. 6 Middle School, Zhou Yu was still sitting dryly.

He never thought that when he learned the news of that person again, it would be a suicide note.

He also wrote a suicide note, but he didn't need it anymore. He understands very well that when life and death are in life, both sins and blessings are clouds. At this time, people can see their truest selves, the bright side and the dark side.

As Zhou Yu jokingly told Xiao Zhenghong before, when he was lying in the hospital, he saw a hole in the clouds, golden light poured down from it, and the stairs of heaven spread to him, an angel with white wings, holding a book and counting his past.

People are dying and their words are good, and Zhou Yu has always believed this. He believed that the contents of the suicide note were heartfelt.

But now he would rather believe that this is all a lie, and he would rather write in his suicide note is ridicule and hatred for him Zhou Yu. Then he might feel a little better.

"There were no dry tears, no regrets, and those who left had no idea that it was about to be a farewell. Leaving with a smile is the happiest parting. All the reluctance is left to the person who is waiting. The day is coming to an end, and after parting, will we see each other tomorrow? Tomorrow, perhaps, is the end of the world. ”

Tomorrow is also the distance between life and death.

"There are countless types of time, and the day fades and the night is hideous. Roland's purple clothes are old in spring, and the green silk is sprinkled white as silver. The towering ancient leaves are gone, who sees the former shepherd. How short the summer days are. White-bearded mortuary self-injury. Zhu Yan is delicate and delicate, and the years are the most invisible. There are beauties in the country, and there is no shadow of Fangfei scattered. It is futile to stop time, and only the silk book is left. Zhou Yu muttered to himself.

He turned the envelope over, and there was a stamp on the front with the words "Zhou Yu received" written on it, as well as contact information.

Zhou Yu picked up his mobile phone and dialed a call from the mobile phone number on it.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check before dialing." The cold voice of the customer service was like a basin of water, which extinguished the last illusion in Zhou Yu's heart and calmed him down.

He didn't know anything. In the past few years since the separation, how has she been doing and what has she done. He didn't know anything. And now, it's impossible to even meet, and I don't even know where she's buried.

Zhou Yu wanted to hold a bouquet of flowers in his own hands and really draw an end to his unforgettable relationship. But she seemed to know Zhou Yu's thoughts, and she didn't even give him this opportunity, wanting Zhou Yu to be unable to forget her.

Zhou Yu sighed, picked up the letter from the ground, and stuffed it into the envelope. After receiving the letter, he stood up, moved his legs slightly, and walked towards the school building.

The building is still the same, not much has changed. It's just that the years have left some mottles on the wall, and left deep or shallow traces on the railing. The stone balls carved from marble have also been polished with many fine lines. There are two footprints on the concrete road, and I don't know which naughty person left them.

"The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and nothing can resist the erosion of time.

Zhou Yu's fingers caressed the railing, as if wiping the traces of time and brushing away the dust on his memory.

The world is really small, and it seems that when you turn around, you don't know who you will meet. The world is really big, and it seems that as soon as you turn around, you don't know who will disappear.

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