Lu Feng stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, with a loving smile on the corner of her lips, and said softly: "Yesterday, Aunt Hua mentioned your marriage again, and I thought of you sadly. I don't know why, every time I mention this, I can't help but cry out, what a useless person. ”

"Actually, I'm already in tears...... Momiji's nose is sour, and his voice is gradually becoming muffled. Through this hurried gathering and parting, rolling red dust, the abyss is several heavy, and it is destined to be deep and shallow.

"Why are there so many things, our hearts are so connected, when you want to cry, I am also crying, but what can the two of us change, you are the first person to make me cry like this." Is this the so-called love, at least not what we hope for, Lu Feng's lips moved and finally turned into a dejected sigh.

"I always thought I was strong enough, but lately I can't control my tears." Momiji sobbed softly, and there was a hint of reluctance to leave the warm and solid shoulders. She slowly raised her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and stared at the warm smile on the corner of Lu Feng's mouth.

"Actually, I can't help but be like this, that time my mother was sick and recuperating in the hospital, I accompanied her to the park to relax, and on the small stone bridge, I couldn't help but sing loudly for the love we couldn't keep together. Do you know why I chose to go to Ningbo to study in the first place, because I love you, I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself, because I love you so much, so I can only choose to leave. ”

Lu Feng glanced at her deeply, full of attachment and reluctance, "Because only when we lose it, we will feel that it is more valuable, and it is worth our life." ”

Momiji's heartstrings fluctuated violently involuntarily, and thick sourness and tears filled his chest and overflowed into his eyes. "I wonder if we can go to see the sea together? …… Maybe it's another dream! Dreams are so much for both of us. ”

Suddenly, she felt Lu Feng's slightly cool hand caressing her shoulder, and whispered in a gentle voice in her ear that she had never heard before: "There are less than two months left, I think I will definitely be able to ...... If you miss this time, even if you go together in the future, it will feel like a dream. ”

"There is still more than a month...... Do we still have time? It's not that you have to go to work or I'm going to work, okay? How many days can we spend together? Momiji closed his lips tightly and raised his face, feeling the heat between his hands, and also feeling the painful heart in his chest.

Reluctant and helpless, he was full of Lu Feng's chest for a while, and sobbed: "Yes, I can often hear the news of your upcoming marriage from my colleagues these days, especially on the way to dinner with you, watching them say hello to you, my heart hurts once, and I want to cheat out tears again, what are you thinking about?" ”

People pass by with the wind, and the flowers bloom and fall freely, regardless of the vicissitudes of the world; A city of wind and flocculents, full of lovesickness are silent, only the fragrance of osmanthus flowers secretly drifts by.

Lu Feng's heart beat violently, and his eyes stared at Hongye without blinking: "Send a good word: If you don't look back, why don't you forget." If there is no fate, why swear. Today's all kinds are like water without a trace. Tomorrow and night, you are no longer strange. ”

This is what Ling'er said to Li Xiaoyao in the fairy sword, at that time, facing him who was about to leave, Ling'er was heartbroken, what will happen tomorrow, you and I will become the most familiar strangers in this world.

In the end, Ling'er passed away tragically, and Xiaoyao finally understood the true meaning of love, but it was separated forever. Far away in the guardianship of heaven, looking at the smiling face that can no longer be touched, how unattainable and sad such happiness is.

"What can I do?" Momiji's tears flowed across her face like a curtain of rain, staring blankly at him. My tears, his tears, blended together, so salty and so bitter, once, we thought we knew love very well, but it turned out that love is a distant road that we will always explore, we thought we could hold hands and walk for a lifetime, but we lost ourselves halfway.

Momiji slowly raised her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and said softly, "My dear, no matter what you are doing and what you are going to do, I sincerely wish you good luck." Be happy, my heart will always be with you! ”

How far will it always be, when the once heart-pounding love loses its original passion, then maybe friendship is the beginning of returning to peace.

Lu Feng felt something in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I don't know how long the meteor can fly, whether it is worth pursuing." I don't know how long the cherry blossoms will bloom, whether it's worth the wait, but I do know that your friendship with me can be like fireworks. ”

Lu Feng was struggling to think about it, lingering in disillusionment and elusiveness, and finally said ruthlessly: "I like that life only has simple hope, only a kind of stability and slow growth. I like the color after the years have been washed, I like the songs that have not been sung, and I like you even more, to be my friend for life. ”

When Lu Feng said this, his heart stabbed fiercely, he could only be a friend, he smiled, so desolate and lonely. Momiji felt the tremors of his body, and also felt the warmth of this embrace. Thinking about the unpredictable future, tears wet their clothes.

The evening breeze stirred the black and bright hair of the red leaves, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected her pretty face. We held hands and watched the sun go down little by little, watching the old time go down little by little, and we knew that there were so many things that would never come back.

What kind of pain is this, what kind of gloom is this? Momiji stared at him silently, reluctant to give up all kinds of tenderness, but he could only bury it, bury it.

She walked slowly to the parking lot, took out a roll of things from her car pocket, and handed it to him with a smile, "Kaede, this is the text I spent a long time writing and gave it to you." After Hongye finished speaking, she hurriedly got on the car and left as if she was afraid that Lu Feng would open it immediately.

Looking at her distant back, Lu Feng lowered his head, slowly opened the roll of yellow paper, and saw the rows of beautiful and beautiful small letters on it, carefully sketched with a brush, and met his eyes: 'At 4:11 in the morning, it was another sleepless night, trying to make myself sleep, but always in vain, trying not to think about you, but I didn't think about anything but you.

I'm afraid of such a night, I always think about you so much that I can't sleep at night, I hope that the day will light up soon, but I am afraid of the dawn, I am afraid that I will sink into the thousands of thoughts and endless heartache of thinking about you all night, and I am afraid that I will be sad until dawn all night, I know that because I love very much, my heart hurts very much. ’

Perhaps, on this long road of human growth, we can only use some words and some initial touches to pay tribute to the memories that have long been gone away with the wind.

The Mid-Autumn Festival party is approaching, and after Hongye gets off work that day, Sister Zhao, as the head of the department, led them to the OK hall on the third floor for rehearsals. Speaking of which, it is not easy for Sister Zhao to be able to achieve today's position, she has been doing it from the youth of her twenties to the present like Hongye.

The OK hall is luxuriously decorated and has all the sound facilities. The stage in the center is inlaid with burgundy marble and is surrounded by a soft velvet carpet. Lu Feng stood on the clear marble and said to the red leaves on the side: "You are the protagonist, I can't steal your limelight, I will stand next to you." "I just want to stand behind you silently and be your green leaf.

"No, male left, female right, I'll stand next to you." Momiji rushed to stand up. Lu Feng persisted for a while, but after all, he couldn't resist it, so he had to let her. After the two of them assigned their positions, Lu Feng asked again: "Do you know what kind of standing posture can be appropriate!" ”