"But I've worked hard and carved it into my bones, but who doesn't want us to be together?" He squeezed the can all of a sudden, "Why do you have to be careful to ask if it's okay when you're together, why do you even have to refuse to go to heaven?" ”

"It's really unfair." He smiled mockingly, the arc of the corners of his mouth rose slightly coldly, and his face revealed a cold sarcasm from the bottom of his heart, "Everyone has to interfere, everyone has to stop it." ”

Luo Jie's throat shook a few times, he moved the corners of his mouth bitterly, and Han Luochen's voice already revealed a trace of hatred. His time abroad did not seem to have lessened much.

The people of the Han family have always been cold-hearted and difficult to get along with, and there was a seed of infatuation like a madman like Han San. He seems to have experienced a difficult torture from collapse to reshaping his bones and blood, and a woman named Lan Qingchuan destroyed this once bright red and beautiful young man.

"It's been so long, anything can be cured, Hansan." Luo Jie spit out this sentence dryly, in front of Han San, he was always not so sharp-toothed, sometimes he hated himself very much, and he couldn't say anything that Han Luochen found useful.

Relying on the healing and healing of the long process of time, it sounds like a weakling. Han Luochen snorted, the broken hair like black jade was short on his forehead, there was a sharp and decadent beauty, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, and his smile seemed to bring disgust to this world.

"I still don't believe she's gone."

"If you want to think like that, just think about it, and leave a thought. After a long time, it can always be erased all. ”

"Let me see her again, just one look, and I will gladly accept the bitterness and happiness." He covered his eyes, lowered his head, and looked depressed. The light outside the window shone coldly on the scar, which was very dazzling, and Luo Jie felt uncomfortable in his heart, thinking that the grit rolled into the flesh and blood.

He slammed the steering wheel, parked the car on the side of the road, snatched the wine from his hand, and threw it out of the window, no matter where it was. The two of them sat in the car, listening to the sound of wine bottles smashing on the ground, and were silent for a while.

"Wine is a good thing, it's the best way to want her or not." He indifferently looked back at Luo Jie's distorted thick eyebrows and big eyes, "By the way, so is the smoke." ”

"Drink you to death, wait for the day to take you in, so that you will be drunk and dreaming of death, and people will be disgusted."

Han Luochen turned his gaze, staring at the cherry blossom avenue that stretched endlessly, the street was slowly crimson, he remembered her family's cherry blossom forest in Xilin Xiaoxia, it bloomed so well that year, and he saw a red cloud from afar. This kind of flower is not so beautiful now, and even makes people feel disgusted. Han Luochen stared coldly at the cherry blossoms with swaggering branches, feeling that this pink and bright was lifeless, and it looked bleak.

He really hated that Xilin didn't have her figure anymore, what else did he want these cherry blossoms to do, blooming every year to remind him, did he lose her day?

Han Luochen returned to Xilin, and the twilight was deep and colorful. Her garden was empty, and the glass he had smashed had been repaired. There is no one living here, and the cherry blossom forest is in full bloom as in the old days, but it is not so neat and tidy because it is not well cared for. Luo Jie told him that this villa was going to be auctioned, after all, the owner was gone.

Han Luochen listened attentively, and pestled quietly outside the white fence. Everyone has to remind him that she is gone, so who is he in his dream?