"She's pregnant, and it's inconvenient to go out."

When someone asked why Mu Qingyi was absent, Yang Er explained it like this, very considerate, and the joy was overflowing.

I didn't hear it by accident, and my heart was like a bird falling into a cold lake, unable to fly again, either struggling or waiting for death.

I looked at Yang Er's back again, and deeply felt the farthest distance in the world.

"The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I am standing in front of you, and you do not know that I love you; The farthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you and you don't know that I love you, but that you know that you love each other but can't be together; The farthest distance in the world is not that you know that you love each other but can't be together, but that you can't resist this kind of longing but you have to deliberately pretend not to take you to heart at all; The farthest distance in the world is not that you can't resist this kind of longing but you have to deliberately pretend not to take you to heart at all, but to dig an insurmountable ditch for your beloved with your indifferent heart. ”

This round-and-round sentence has entered my heart, and every deep layer of artistic conception has added to my pain.

When the bouquet flew out of the bride's hand, I withdrew from the bouquet game. Standing in the corner, I saw purple dandelions dotted with flowers and stars all over the sky, sprinkled with flowers, and slowly and gently falling on everyone's body, overhead.

Everything was as Zhang Xiaowan expected, and everyone present felt the happiness brought by this wedding.

In the scene filled with laughter, I silently turned away without any attachment.

Zhang Xiaowan's love will never happen to me.

It was this wedding that made my most complete goodbye.

"Lino." Yang Er chased after him.

I turned around and saw him walking towards me, just like he had been years ago, but I didn't dare to move anymore.

My former prince will never have a chance with me, and now he is someone else's boyfriend, lover, and the "father" of a new life. If I pester, I will be shameless.

I have my bottom line, "someone else's husband", "the child's father", must not be touched.

"Hey!" I said hello with ease.

"Is this leaving?"

"Well, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Yang Er nodded: "Last time you didn't say goodbye, let me send you this time." ”

He insisted, and I didn't refuse.

We were silent all the way, not because we had nothing to say, but because we didn't know where to start.

There was too much helplessness at the corners of my mouth, and there was too much strangeness on his face.

"Don't send it." At an intersection, I stopped and tried to squeeze a smile at Yang Er, "That's it, let's say goodbye here." ”

I looked at him as if I wanted to engrave his image into my mind.

He slowly took out the hand in his trouser pocket and waved, "Bye-bye!" ”

"Bye-bye!"

I turned around and said goodbye.

Soon, I got into a taxi and ran away from Yang Er's sight.

However, not long after the car left, I regretted it again and jumped out of the car like crazy.

And then, running desperately, desperately looking for—

I want to see time writing in love again/What is written in the first sentence/Memories are mirrors that don't lie/We finally honestly love starts from zero/And that second has been lost/Wait for one day our names/We all change to new addresses/Love starts from scratch/Test how rational two people are/Wait for the original words to be written/Only to find out how much you love each other at the beginning.

I ran a few streets, I don't remember the intersection I just separated, I don't remember each other at first. I didn't know what I was looking for, I didn't know why I was running.

In this cold winter, I ran all over the body, sweated profusely, and ended up empty-handed.

I stood in the street for a long time, looking around, always feeling like something was about to appear.

It wasn't until my phone rang that it pulled me back to reality. Then, a warm voice in my ear said to me, "Call me when it's time to pick you up for Christmas Eve." ”

In the blur of tears, I seemed to see the yellow spring flowers bloom again throughout the spring......