"I'm sorry!" In the end, Mu Qingyi suddenly apologized, "Please forgive us for being selfish." ”

She walked to the door, turned around again, and said, "I wanted to say this sentence from the moment I stepped into this room, but I still didn't have enough courage, so I took the previous story and perception as a foundation, otherwise I wouldn't be able to say it at all." Did you know that a person who does something wrong is guilty, no matter how arrogant he is in front of others? ”

I began to feel sorry for the beautiful woman in front of me, and I didn't want to make anyone feel like they were going to hell.

"No matter how much we love each other, no matter how much we are destined for each other, we should not be based on hurting others. I'm sorry! She apologized again, "If you see Handong, also help me tell him that I have lost him in this life, and I am sorry for him." ”

With that, she hurriedly left my room, she didn't have the luxury of expecting an afterlife.

This time, Yang Er didn't warm me, but Mu Qingyi made me cry.

I think that when she eloped with Yang Er, it was not that she did not hesitate, it was not that she did not think about the consequences, it was not that she did not feel guilty, but she saw more important things, those that became insignificant when she chose.

Or women understand women better.

I don't have the heart to blame anyone, we latecomers just lost to our childhood sweethearts and were destined.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, I left Yang Er's inn by myself with my luggage.

This farewell ended with a farewell.

This strange place does not belong to me, the people here belong here, and I want to go back to my own world.

When the sun broke out of the horizon, I told Su Yue the story of the past few days on the phone, and in her sleepiness, she didn't annoy me for disturbing her dreams, nor did she blame me for deliberately hiding it from her.

Instead, he asked me very gently, "Do you still love Yang Er?" ”

"I'm going to slowly stop loving him."

There is no sadness, no reluctance, more relief.

"That's not worth it." She yawned, "It's just a little cheap for them." ”

"It's been a waste of your good force." I quipped.

"Come back early and come get my coffee."

"Hmm. I'll be back soon. ”

Su Yue has always been like this, there is no sensual and sensational concern, but it makes me very comfortable.

Looking at the red sun rising in the sky, as if I had drawn a circle on the glass window not long ago, I chased time, crossed mountains and seas, and drew a complete end to my past love.

Ask for an imperfect love.

"You're so uninteresting." I leaned against the window of the train and heard Liu Han's voice again, "I came together, and I didn't even say hello when I left." ”

"You're really elusive."

If I weren't in the know, I would have thought that he died in that suicide, and that it was only his soul that was wandering.

It's a little scary.

"I'm not as mysterious as you say, you can't see that I'm just that I'm not an important person in your eyes." He said indifferently, "I saw you chatting and eating together." ”

I looked at him incredulously.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't mean to follow you."

"You didn't even rush up and beat people."

"I said I was here to relax, but you don't believe it." He tilted his head and looked out the window.

He had become uncaring, so he had lost his most primitive impulses, but I decided to tell him.

"Mu Qingyi let me tell you......"

"No need." He interrupted me, "It's nothing more than some apologies, useful to you, useless to me." ”

"You're really stingy."

He looked at me stunned and said solemnly: "It's not stingy, I don't care." ”

With that, he turned back to his place.

Compared with Mu Qingyi's apology, he didn't like my evaluation even more.

I didn't tell Mu Qingyi about Liu Handong's suicide, it has come to this point, I don't want her to feel more guilty, not to mention that Liu Handong feels that the intention of selling back is worthless.

If it is sympathy, it is even worse.

However, Mu Qingyi is bound to know that someone has loved her deeply and is willing to give her whole life for her.

It's just that the story doesn't matter anymore.

And we will eventually learn to heal ourselves later in life.