An Ning suddenly let go of her hand.

She understood.

He said no, then it wasn't.

She believed in him.

The heart was relieved for a moment, and then what followed was a deeper confusion and depression.

She didn't want him to be the boy who hurt her so much. She didn't want him to be the boy who was burdened with fame and fortune, blood and hatred. She didn't want him to be the boy who had been teased by fate......

He just needs to be her cool.

But she's not stupid.

There are some things that you can't escape and can't avoid.

…………

Jiang Liang almost escaped out of the ward, and the figure that left was extremely embarrassed.

He went to Sakura Garden again.

It's been a long time since he's been here, and he used to think of her and come here to drink to kill his sorrows.

Now that I've found her, I'm getting less and less here.

The flowers are gone, and it is bleak and clear.

Just like in previous years.

At this time, he likes to choose a moonlit night with a clear white wind, turn over the tree, and lean on the branches.

Admire the moon, drink alcohol, and chant poetry.

The birds flew up and down, high and low, and fled into the greenery everywhere. The autumn cicadas are crying sadly, hiding behind the fallen leaves, and singing hoarsely.

The clouds of the stream are rising, and the sun is thinning. The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of sound.

It's going to rain......

Jiang Liang took the cherry blossom brew and turned over the tree neatly. With your legs folded, one hand resting on the back of your neck and the other holding cherry blossom brew.

As he gulped it down, the overflowing liquor flowed up to his neck and meandered.

Halfway through the wine, Jiang Liang poured the remaining half pot and sprinkled it on the ground......

This half pot pays tribute to their lost youth.

A shallow smile spread to the corners of her lips. Gradually enlarged, more and more demonic.

The red lips were as hot as blood, but his face was as pale as snow.

A low laugh spilled out of her lips, and a fishy sweetness rose to her throat. Jiang Liang snorted, bit his lip tightly, and swallowed the blood in his mouth hard.

The corners of the mouth are inevitably dyed with a bit of bright color.

Jiang Liang opened his lips and laughed heartily.

Laughing and laughing, there were bloody tears in the corners of his eyes.

He remembered asking her, "What if I hurt you one day?" ”

She propped her head and thought for a long time before she was stunned and said, "Not well." ”

He just lied to her, and she was willing.

He was a little angry and stubbornly said, "I'm serious, if I hurt your heart, how can you punish me?" ”

She began to frown again, and after a while, she shook her head sneeringly: "Will you hurt me?" ”

When he was young, he shook his head decisively.

It's too late for him to feel sorry for her, how can he hurt her?

She smiled, and her smile was like a flower. Stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder arrogantly: "Isn't that good, why do you want to do these useless things?" ”

How many years later, Jiang Liang smiled more and more poignantly.

Fruitless answers, worst outcomes.