Her life was completely in full swing to the day of the real time—the last day, and she was still happily going on.

Gazing at the colorful roses, she sighed slightly, "The twilight spring is about to pass, and the flowers here will also fail." Her voice was mournful, revealing a faint sigh, as well as her infinite nostalgia and reluctance for life.

The delicate, fiery red roses reflect her pale face, red and white, one is beautiful, the other is the beauty that is about to pass, like a painting, like an illusion, which is ravaged by the wind and rain is heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching.

Tomorrow morning, she and she will quietly leave this blooming twilight. Although they all have infinite nostalgia and melancholy for this world.

A shallow layer of wetness appeared in the corners of her eyes, she turned her head, pinched the fingertips of the roses and trembled quietly, a trace of pain overflowed her heart, and the flowers nodded slightly as if in the breeze.

He noticed her shaking shoulders, sad and helpless, his heart also shook violently with her shoulders, pinching another delicate rose in his palm, a trace of crisp fragrance poured into the tip of his nose, and his heart began to ache sharply with the faint crispness, and the sharp pain along the tip of his heart instantly stained every vein and every piece of skin in his body.

The pain made his brow furrow, and a thick mist between his eyebrows.

Today is her last day, what can he do?

Silently accompanied her.

wrapped his long arms and gently hugged her into his arms.

No one spoke, but there was a hint of wetness in the corners of their eyes, which shimmered muddy.

The sound of the horn,

The muddy teardrops slammed heavily on the petals of the rose in his hand, shaking the petals for an instant, and then the tears slid down the lower edge of the petals, falling to the ground, covering the ground, like a water stain that had just fallen.

Her heart was soaked with blood that was crazier than roses, piece by piece, strand by strand, not one drop or two...... Instead, the waves overflowed the entire chest.

Secretly took a few deep breaths, and returned to the stability that he had tried to restrain as much as he did just now, "Anan, hold me tight, I feel a little cold." Can you make lunch in a moment? ”

"Good!" He didn't look back, and the fingertips of the other big fist at his side became harder and harder, until the place where the joints were tucked away turned blue.

As if thinking of something again, she suddenly changed her mind again.

"The clothes in the cabinet are a little messy today, I'll go tidy up." She pretended to be relaxed and brushed the green silk from the corner of her forehead, and as usual, gently brushed the warm big palm he put on her shoulder, and flashed into the room.

The moment the door is closed,

Tears poured out like a again, she could no longer bear the days when she was about to lose him, the current days were like a butcher's knife in the hands of an executioner, slaughtering her heart every second, knife by knife, until the second she really left.

Her body was cold and soft leaning against the cold door panel, her heart was cold, and she wanted to control the tears in her eyes, but the tears were like bursting gates, uncontrollable, and poured down wave after wave.

Ticking on the ground, soaking a piece of the floor, and on the placket, a piece of dampness, the corners of her eyes were red, but she raised her hand to wipe her tears, so that her vision became a little clearer, calmed down, she left the door, looked around, got up, looked forward, and walked slowly to the bedroom closet.

Touching the wardrobe with trembling fingertips, his mood rolled violently again, and he opened the wardrobe with a brush, and his heart was even more sad:

The left half is his own clothes, the right is his black clothes, her fingertips fall on her colorful clothes, she touches it gently, her eyes flow with infinite pity, one by one stops, one by one the past flutters.

When was this one bought.

One is because of what event to participate in, and the other is because of ......

She remembers everything clearly, vividly, clearly, as if it were just yesterday.

Every piece of clothing is like a movie in my mind, and I let go of the corner shots one by one.

When touching his other half of the wardrobe, her heart was slammed down, the corners of her eyes were full of tears, and her slender pale fingertips trembled along his black and noble coat, as if she touched his body temperature, lowered her head, lowered her eyes, she sniffed carefully, it was his taste, that faint taste, without the previous herbal fragrance, but there was a unique tobacco taste that belonged to him.

The flowers seemed to bloom again, she closed her eyes and stopped at that moment in his taste, but her heart gradually calmed down, she wanted to remember this taste, deeply engraved in her heart, so that when she was on the Huangquan Road, when she saw him, she could follow her sense of smell to find him.

Although it was only a fantasy, she hoped that it was the hope of him and her next life.

Whether there is an afterlife or not, she will remember everything in her own life and melt it in all her blood. She rubbed his clothes repeatedly, carefully touching every texture, every thread, even every button......

Tears slipped silently.

She carefully pulled out a letter from her bag and gently placed it on her clothes, knowing that he would see it...... If she could, she would tell him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the marker pen in the delicate pen holder on the table, the corner of her eyes couldn't help flashing, she took a step forward, grabbed it in her hand, and suddenly held it very tightly, for fear of losing it.

After washing her face again in the bathroom to relieve the redness and swelling of her eyes, she walked out of the room with light steps, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that he was still sitting where he was just now, waiting for something, his posture did not change at all, it was still the same as before, and even his arms were still parked in mid-air, as if she had not left.

"Anan?" Her soft voice. Approach in his direction, then sit down again in the same position as before.

He still didn't react, she was stunned, stretched out her hand, put it in front of his eyes, and shook and shook white, "Anan, what's wrong?" ”

When he withdrew his gaze, he only hummed softly.

She didn't say anything, withdrew her slender wrist, leaned her head lightly on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and had more than ten hours?

"Anan, let's make a game!" She looked up cautiously, pulled out a colored marker with the other, and raised her hand to shake it in front of his eyes.

He stared at him with a frown, the heaviness on his face fading away, and his curious gaze looked at the marker pen in her hand.

"Reach out!" She blinked, the corners of her eyes slightly bent, like a crescent moon, a little bright, but also a little cloudy, and a trace of hazel blood.

There was a dull pain in his heart, and he didn't hesitate to stretch out another big palm that was not on her shoulder, spreading out the palm with a clear texture, but his eyes were looking at her motionlessly, overflowing with deep affection.

As if feeling uncomfortable, she raised the hand that put him around her shoulder, moved a little, got up, squatted opposite him, stretched out her left hand and gently held his broad palm, a warm feeling swept all the fingertips of her left hand, the fingertips trembled, and the warmth slid down the fingers to the bottom of her heart.

A wet mist hung on the tip of his heart.

Holding the red marker pen tightly in his right hand, he carefully wrote one stroke at a time in his white and reddish palm, "Leng Xiaoxi!" Then he pouted and looked at it for a while before he was satisfied, "That way, if one day I'm gone, you'll still remember me." ”

Between his eyebrows, his heart ached even more, how could it be, how could he forget her, those three words were like three sharp knives cutting at the tip of his heart, he would not forget, even if he was gone, deep in his soul, he still remembered the woman he loved.

Smiling bitterly, he asked rhetorically, "What do you do if you forget me?" ”

Her expression froze, and before she could come to her senses, he had already taken out the marker pen she was holding in her right hand one step ahead of her, and pulled out her slightly pale palm with one hand, and wrote it horizontally and vertically, and in a few seconds, Chu Tiannan's three big characters were clearly printed on her palm.

The corners of her lips hooked smugly, and she looked triumphantly at her own masterpiece in the palm of her slender palm.

"We haven't eaten yet, have we?" He smiled and shoved the marker into her palm, "I'll go get ready, you can slip around the yard." "Get up, and he will depart.

She was stunned, and suddenly got up, her arms suddenly wrapped around his already thin waist, her face was cold against his back, and she listened carefully to his powerful heartbeat, and her painful heart slowly calmed down.

Being hugged by her like this, Chu Tiannan's whole body stiffened all of a sudden, although they were both old husbands and wives now, but her hug made the blood in his whole body immediately tense.

Three seconds later, his low, hoarse voice said, "Konishi! The voice gently rolled his neck.

"Don't move, let me hug you properly!" She took a deep breath, her voice a little messy and lost because it was pressed against her back.

Did she get it? He thought to himself, if she knew that she could still be so calm? He was puzzled, but he really didn't want to know anything, and with her, he didn't want to think about anything except cherish every second of the moment.

A minute later,

Letting go of Chu Tiannan's back, she sniffed and reluctantly spoke, trying to calm her tone as much as possible, "It's a warm back." ”

……

When she woke up from her lunch break, she felt a kind of weakness all over her body, as if all the blood had begun to flow most slowly.

He asked her what was wrong, but she smiled and said that she was tired and that she should just lie down.

He was so anxious that he said no, so he hurriedly hugged and leaned on the rattan chair in the courtyard, and silently accompanied her to watch the blockbuster, "Look at this, your favorite." ”

Her eyes kept fighting with herself, she clearly wanted to open them, but her eyelids closed involuntarily, she tried hard to open them, she didn't want to watch a blockbuster, but to take a look at him more.

In this way, she insisted over and over again, opened and closed her eyes, and lay there weakly, her anger became weaker and weaker, and she felt that her body temperature seemed to drop little by little.

For dinner, she lay on the bed in the bedroom, drank only one sip of porridge, and then stopped drinking, "Don't be hungry, drink it later." She knew that she was about to leave, and her gaze lost all luster as it swept over the clock on the wall.

It's nine o'clock!

Her heart trembled, her smile turned feebly pale, and the pain in her stomach had made her whole body numb.

She didn't see the porridge bowl that Chu Tiannan was holding in both hands, and it kept shaking violently......

Putting the porridge bowl on the bedside table next to the bed, he stared at her affectionately, looked at her firmly, and didn't dare to stagger it at a glance, as if he was afraid of missing a look.

His big hand grabbed her slender and cold fingertips, and his heart suddenly cooled, plummeting, as if falling into a bottomless and boundless abyss, struggling hard, until he struggled without a trace of strength, but the heart kept sliding all the way......

Half past nine.

Her breathing became weaker, her fingertips became colder, and she even began to stiffen, and his heart clenched into a wrinkled lump, so painful that the mist between his eyebrows completely enveloped his eyes and eyelashes.

He cried softly in pain, "Xiaoxi, look at me." His voice trembled so much that he was almost speechless, and every word was choked in his throat with great difficulty. He knew she was going to leave him tonight.

I'm watching you, but I can't do anything about it......

His heart instantly burst into a ravine, thousands of horizontals, and pieces of blood flowed out of the ravines, dyed bright red, and the blood was thick, and began to tumble non-stop, layer after layer.

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A thick salty smell in his throat slammed against his throat like a beast of prey.

When he tried his best to press down, Bai Xue's teeth were stained with a trace of red, and he vomited and vomited...... But his gaze did not move a single trace from her pale face.

muttered to the flap of his lips, "Konishi, Konishi." He didn't have time to vomit that mouthful of blood. Tears were bitter crawling all over the corners of the eyes, full, full, as long as you squeezed it gently, the liquid there could immediately fall down.

The cold fingertips of the palm moved slightly, he lowered his head in shock, and let go of the warm palm, but she moved her fingers very slowly, raised it slightly, and used all her strength, "Ah...... South, let ...... I touch ...... Touch your face. Intermittent murmurs.

She stared at his inky eyes, and her pale lips moved slightly.

grabbed her cold fingers, lifted them, and put them on her face that couldn't hold back the tears rolling down, and muttered, "Xiaoxi, did you touch it?" Tears had blurred his vision.

"Ah...... South. She had a weak voice, "I'm going to ...... Let's go, take care! "Fingertips didn't listen to the call, and wiped away the strings of tears that fell for him." Hold me! ”

Tears flowed down her fingertips to her pale wrists......

He hugged her thin body, his big hands gripping her cold hands tightly.

Slowly, she continued, "Wardrobe ...... There is a letter ...... Letter! While wiping his tears, he continued, "Don't be sad, we have concentric locks, even if I'm gone...... I'll be waiting for you on the bridge too, remember to come to me......"

He choked up and couldn't say a word, his burning throat overflowing with blood scabs of grief that blocked all his voices. Holding her hand, he never dared to relax, and when the temperature in his hand became colder a little bit, her face became whiter and whiter, even as white as a transparent piece of paper.

The hand that touched his cheek suddenly fell without warning.

His eyes were closed all at once, and a cloudy teardrop hung from his eyelashes......

The clock struck ten o'clock.

It was as if his heart had been hit hard, and he was immediately shattered, and the pain was all over the world, and the blood all over the sky stained all his sights and minds.

The great pain and saltiness were like a violent force that quickly broke through the obstacles, and suddenly spurted out, and pounced, sprinkled all over her pale face. Piece by piece, like a blood-colored dark flower outlined for her, beautiful and enchanting bloomed on her happy face.