The sky outside is already a lonely blue, flickering with flickering white light points, like the staggered footsteps, like the crystal decoration on the picture scroll, and more like a tear mole on a dark handkerchief, gradually wetting and fainting...... The world in my eyes blurred.

However, the place where the heart is longing is becoming clearer.

However, there are still a few flavorings missing, stir it up.

If the former Liangbeixuan was confused, he didn't know how to face the balance of a choice; The current Liangbeixuan has adjusted the weight of the scale, but he forgot why he wanted to do the measurement. As if everything was superfluous.

Yes, if he hadn't insisted on carrying out this inhuman project, would he have faced such a dilemma?

If it weren't for the fact that he chose the so-called revenge and hurt an innocent person who loved him, would he be so entangled, not knowing how to face the choice of loving and being loved?

If it weren't for the so-called temporary enlightenment he now called, would he have been able to let go, open his heart, and welcome the dawn and darkness?

Did he figure it out now, or did he put himself back in a new situation and make a more difficult choice?

No question does not mean no word.

Even if there are a thousand words, in the end they can only be turned into a person's discourse or a person's discourse under the lamp, and in the night of ten thousand lights, one person thinks quietly, and he doesn't even know what he is thinking.

Just like now, it seems that I have woken up, and finally returned to the original point.

The origin of the selection.

At this origin, Liangbeixuan temporarily chooses: to love.

There is nothing wrong with loving someone whom he loves and who loves him.

As for the truth...... That's what it's all about, does it matter?

It's just that when it comes to that last resort, can it still be explained?

In the end, I still looked at the sky, the moon-shaped curved eyebrows and eyes, like the eyebrows and eyes of Nanshi, the sparse stars, more like the rippling flow of eye waves.

Let it be......

He will not be left to fate. Is it a mature person who can afford to let go, and knows what he should do?

Lose your marbles? Silly? Got carried away?

It doesn't matter......

I took a deep breath and had a new plan in my heart.

Let go for love, let go for love, don't contradict it......

But after all, there is still something missing, maybe the authorities can't see their sincerity, right?

It was late at night, and Ling Xuran didn't expect that he would be seen crying and running so embarrassingly.

The person standing in front of her was Nan Chen.

Things are always very wonderful, and fate is also an extremely subtle existence.

Truth be told, it's really weird. It's just that she met in the orphanage, and she seems to have a sense of familiarity with Nanchen. Even if Nanchen did something she didn't like, she still wanted to find a few excuses to argue and speak for Nanchen.

It is equivalent to that Nanchen is not a bad person.

It's kind of like she's a bad person.

"Hello." Ling Xuran didn't let Nan Chen see his face, and pillowed in the crook of his arm, which was polite, but obviously his mood was not high.

"Are you okay?" Nan Chen didn't care if Ling Xuran was looking at him, but he just felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Why is she so sad?

Why didn't she want to look up at him?

What is it about her that she is so sad?

For a while, Nanchen felt that he was even a little embarrassed.

He wanted to ask some other questions, but when he heard Ling Xuran's voice, he pretended to be strong with a smile in his crying, and he couldn't say anything: "My own business, you don't have to ask." ”

That's right, in what capacity is he talking to the girl he's been looking for so many years now?

Do you mean I'm the unsympathetic boss who stands on the opposite side of you and wants to demolish the orphanage?

Do you mean that I once saw you play the piano and never forgot it?

Or have I been looking for you for so many years without you knowing?

Nan Chen was speechless, but he sat next to Ling Xuran, separated by a little space, not particularly close, and then spoke: "Let's talk for a while, okay?" ”

"It's dark, it's not blue, there's nothing to talk about." Ling Xuran felt that there was one more person beside her, which was somewhat awkward and uncomfortable, but it was impossible for her to say it now.

Her mind was full of the ridiculous appearance of herself showing off her power in the afternoon tea shop......

A one-man show, isn't it ridiculous? It's just that people in the play don't know it, but they still enjoy it...... To be honest, she really wished she had been there all the time, and although it was ridiculous, he would still look at her, even if it was a look of disappointment and disgust.

Humble like, silently liked, self-care liked...... thought that his heart could be big enough to hide the unrequited love of the next person, but in the end it was still a ridiculously humble person who had been secretly in love for many years.

It seems that he has forgotten that there are people around him, it seems that he feels too quiet and wants to say something, and it seems that he feels that he feels unbearable loneliness, so he can rely on words and companionship to turn his conflict into a jade silk, and muttered to himself: "It's empty...... The one I love, not my love...... It's someone else's lover......"

Nanchen had been sitting, with his hands spread on his lap and looking at the sky, as if he was in a daze, but in fact, his ears had been paying attention to the sounds around him.

When she heard this, her body froze, forgetting the sad reality that she was not familiar with herself in Ling Xuran's heart, and she couldn't help herself, and sighed: "The person I love, maybe I don't know what's going on...... I saw it, I can't forget it, I love it after a long time...... I wish she was my lover, but she loved someone else. ”

"Then you're so miserable, why don't you say it......" Inexplicably, maybe he felt that this experience was very similar to himself, Ling Xuran also began to nag and laughed at himself, "Also, if you let others know about the one-man show, you will accept a joke, and it is not even an empty show...... Even the only thought left in my heart is self-contained. ”

After realizing it, Ling Xuran realized that he had talked too much, and he also felt that it was a little inappropriate to say so much in front of an unfamiliar person, the light blue long sleeves with cotton texture wiped away his tears, his eyes were still a little red, and there were some slimy things in the corners of his eyes that he couldn't name.

Quite embarrassed, Ling Xuran Nunu mouthed, finally looked at Nan Chen, and said politely: "Let you see the joke...... In other words, do you have something difficult to hide? Listening to what you said before, there is no mockery, that is...... Go on. It's much better to say it than to hold it back. ”

When Nan Chen heard this, he was just overjoyed that he and Ling Xuran had something in common, but soon fell into a new entanglement: the person he loved in his mouth was right in front of him......

It's strange, why do you talk so much with someone you don't know well? Is she idle and has nothing to do?

But a lot of times, duplicity: "You should just talk to the air, I won't say it...... Of course, don't tell me about my. ”

For the first time, Ling Xuran felt that the person in front of him was a bad guy with a story, just like her.

For the first time, Nanchen felt like he was in a dream, and no amount of honor and good words could outweigh today's conversation.

For the first time, because of some particularly private things, they talked together, kept their mouths shut together, and couldn't help but be nervous and happy together.