Why, why are you still unwilling, or sad, didn't Bai Siyuan let go of her hand in the morning?

The car drove past the community of Sun Yingchen's house, the car turned off, Sun Yingchen was still asleep, Bai Siyuan just looked at her quietly, I don't know why, he suddenly gave birth to a desolate feeling, obviously such a fresh person, but she will still face the difference, such a dull difference.

Sun Yingchen, I remembered, please let me make up for you, the last period of your life.

When Sun Yingchen returned home, her grandmother looked at her pale face, couldn't help worrying, and asked, "Why is the improvement so bad, is it sick?" ”

Sun Yingchen hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, it may be that when I drank with Zhou Miao yesterday, I drank a little too much." ”

The grandmother looked disgusted and said, "You said that Zhou Miao is too, isn't it good to have nothing to eat or something, but if you want to drink, it will be uncomfortable to drink, why bother." ”

Father Sun originally wanted to echo a few words, but seeing Sun Yingchen's improvement was really bad, he just sighed, then shook his head and said, "I'll go make you some soup." Then he disappeared into the living room.

Sun Yingchen's eyes suddenly became hot, and he stepped forward and hugged his grandmother, who was still chattering.

Grandmother didn't expect Sun Yingchen to suddenly step forward and hug her, she was stunned, and she didn't know how to react.

"Mom, how scared I am that I will leave you one day." Sun Yingchen was so sad that she couldn't restrain her emotions.

The grandmother was stunned, then patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't say stupid things, if this daughter is older, she will definitely leave her parents if she doesn't get married, but if you miss us, come back and see, this is still your home." ”

Obviously, the grandmother was wrong, but what does it matter?

After returning to the room, she just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep until it was dark, but at this moment the sober mind made her crazy, she turned around and saw that the curtains were opened, she hated the sun now, so she wanted to go and pull the curtains up, but when she walked to the front of the windowsill, she saw that Bai Siyuan was still downstairs, at this moment he was leaning at the door of the car, skillfully holding a cigarette in his hand, but at his feet was the same cigarette butt, when would Bai Siyuan smoke? It turned out that she had already ignored too much of Bai Siyuan.

At this time, Bai Siyuan seemed to feel a gaze on him, he looked up, just met Sun Yingchen's gaze, the eyes of the two people met in mid-air, so caught off guard, there was no reason, the eyes of the two people were red at the same time, and tears flowed before they spoke, I'm afraid that's what they said.

Sun Yingchen felt an itch on her cheeks, and when she reached out to touch it, the thing that was secretly cool with a salty taste was tears, did she cry again, why is she still so sad now, she is still sad when she sees Bai Siyuan again, why hasn't he left yet, doesn't he know that everything he and he is doing now.

But Sun Yingchen forgot that no matter how long they were apart, no matter what they had experienced with each other, as long as Bai Siyuan stood in front of her, she would still involuntarily follow him, and that kind of love had already surpassed any boundaries.

Yes, Sun Yingchen is like this, she has identified a person, recognized a person, it is difficult for her to change, even if it is Lu Wei, even if she forgets it, but what Lu Weiwei left her is angina that cannot be erased for a lifetime, and now it is Bai Siyuan, no matter what he has done to hurt himself, but Sun Yingchen knows that the rush of her love is only Bai Siyuan alone, that's all.

So what about Lu Heng, what is Lu Heng? What is the meaning of his existence in Sun Yingchen's life, maybe it is to make up for it, after all, she owes Lu Heng, what to use to repay it? Except for herself, I'm afraid she won't be able to give him anything back, but in the end, she can't pay it back, and she will still hurt him.

"I still like him, Sun Yingchen, do you know, I still like him."

Zhou Miao's drunken nonsense, word by word, was like a knife, and it slashed at her heart.

Why did she never consider Zhou Miao's feelings, at the beginning, Zhou Miao would rather let herself misunderstand that she liked someone else, and she didn't want Sun Yingchen to misunderstand Lu Heng because of her unrequited love, from beginning to end Zhou Miao's heart has always been on Lu Heng's body, how much lovesickness she endured to do this.

And she is still worthy of being her good sister, when she is with Lu Heng every day, Zhou Miao is smiling on the surface, but at this moment, it is like a knife, a knife is in Sun Yingchen's heart, it turns out that she is so bad, and she hurt Zhou Miao quietly.

Sun Yingchen finally forced the curtain shut, completely blocking Bai Siyuan's sight downstairs.

Bai Siyuan still looked at the closed door and window upstairs, the curtains did isolate the people standing on the windows, but Bai Siyuan still knew that Sun Yingchen was fragile at this moment, and she would rather hide alone than let anyone see her licking her wounds.

Finally, the corners of his mouth tasted a hint of saltiness, he reached out to touch the tears on his face, what is sadder than any sadness is that you think you can forcibly hold back your sadness, but the eyes will not, tears will not, they will never be swayed by your emotions, they have the most real thoughts, smile when they are happy, smile deep into the bottom of their eyes, cry when they are sad, no matter who is before or after.

Bai Siyuan didn't know how long he had been standing downstairs, but he felt that the sun was setting, and a faint halo was stained on his shoulders, he was still standing like this, as if he could stand for eternity, such an inconspicuous companionship, he didn't know how long he could do it, in short, Bai Siyuan had only one thought in his heart, that is, every day in the future, he had to accompany her, no matter whether she was fragile or pretending to be strong.

When the night comes, you are always caught off guard, making you feel at a loss to accept that the day is going to pass again.

Sun Yingchen came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was still dripping slightly, she sat directly in front of the dressing table, looking at the plain white face in the mirror, her eyes were still red and swollen, just now she stood under the shower, crying unscrupulously with the sound of rainy water, like a child, she didn't know why she was suffering this, she didn't even hate everything in front of her for no reason.

She reached out and touched the wound on her head that had once been wounded, and the stick hit her head had now become her fatal wound, and she finally shed tears in the mirror.

Sun Yingchen, you should hate at this moment, right?!