Chapter 213: Don't Leave Me

After a long time, Lu Feng took a deep breath and said longingly: "But people should have hope, everything will be fine, maybe we can walk together happily in the end, maybe you can do the same, you can't give up easily!" ”

"Then wait, maybe there will be a miracle." Ling Xiaonan said in an inaudible voice.

My friend is really infatuated, and she used to like the same situation as the red leaves, stupid waiting and bitter hope, always thinking that there would be a miracle, but as a result, the beloved girl still put on someone else's wedding dress, the reality is cruel, and love is difficult to be fair. And Ling Xiaonan's current situation is the same, but the hard work has been exchanged for a dream. The flowing water is intentional, and the falling flowers are ruthless.

At this time, Momiji said a little tiredly: "If you don't go to sleep yet, you will have to shout that your throat hurts tomorrow." Be obedient, it's important to rest at night. ”

Medically speaking, being able to sleep peacefully at night is equivalent to an organic process of detoxification and beauty, which is especially important for women. Lu Feng sighed: "Hey, I'm not just with you!" It would be nice if I could get married like you, I don't want to be a human being in the next life, I want to be a butterfly or a dragonfly, just give me a few years of life, I want to live happily. ”

Although he didn't answer directly, how smart Hongye was, knowing that he was still worried about Ren Wenyan's affairs, he sympathized: "I don't need you to accompany me." As for her, she has to spend some time with her. Don't get too tired, though. As he spoke, Momiji mischievously sent a picture of a little orangutan and chuckled, "Look at the trick!" You can do this in the next life! ”

"It's so ugly, and I still show my teeth and claws, so I don't want to be a little orangutan, I'm still willing to become a naughty cat and climb on your head to water it." When Lu Feng was still talking proudly, another picture of a kitten waving goodbye was sent over there, Lu Feng looked at it in a daze, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

I know that it is impossible to turn back from the beginning to the end, and the scattered figure has become an unreachable memory. Yes, waving to the old years, saying goodbye to yesterday's years, interpreting all kinds of gatherings and dispersing into one word, that is, goodbye.

After a while, Lu Feng choked up a little and said, "I know that this cat will say goodbye to me in the end, but I still remember the way she waved her hand away, that silly smile, like your remains, with melancholy in her eyes." ”

"Don't force things, people don't have to worry. No desire, no wait, no sorrow, no joy. One side of the pure land, alone and alone. Momiji left this esoteric sentence and left quietly.

The young man dreamed of sorrow, the night was cold and suddenly felt the west wind thin, thinking of how lonely and lonely it would be without you in the future, and what kind of mood should he bear this loneliness.

"Isn't the autumn leaves going to fall?" Ling Xiaonan saw the avatar that was gradually turning gray over there, and asked consciously.

Lu Feng hummed as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Actually, I am very reluctant to let her go, but I can only pretend to be happy to see her leave." I don't know why, but I still can't forget her? ”

It always feels like you're not far yet. In your dreams, you should still be on your way home. When I woke up, it was a tear-wet pillow towel. I finally realized that not all dreams come and come true, and not all words come and go. Life, in fact, is powerless and doesn't even dare to mention a word of vulnerability. A flower falls, a leaf is yellow, it has been a hundred years in the world, and the vicissitudes of life.

Ling Xiaonan's eyes became slightly blurred, and said: "I will forget it in the future, people who have liked her don't have to forget her, you can put it in the bottom of your heart, deep in your memory, don't talk about it, this is not good for you and your current friends." Girls are very small in this regard, and if she feels that she can't occupy your heart, she may be disappointed. ”

"I'll do my job." Lu Feng said solemnly in a low voice. A prosperous scene in life, the love in the world is full of wind and smoke, a corner of red dust, half a life of smoke and rain, the joy of a snap of the fingers, like a lotus blooming and falling, floating a dream, why obsess.

"You're wrong again, girlfriend is not a job you need to face, it should be responsible, if it's your girlfriend, you should take good care of her and do what a man should do, otherwise it will be unfair to Ren Wenyan?"

Ling Xiaonan's words were very convincing, at least from the bottom of his heart, Lu Feng admitted what he said. It's just that it's difficult to live with Ren Wenyan, didn't she say that she would let me cook for her every day, and said that she had to wash her own clothes, and she would assign housework before she got married, it was really budget-conscious, can such days last long in the future?

Lu Feng was silent for a moment, his eyes suddenly red, "I know, but there are some uncontrollable entanglements in my heart." Ha, no matter what, anyway, everything will change over time, and it turns out that the unforgettable is only for a while. ”

The time of the past is like flowing water, the flowers bloom and fall, the years pass, the wind can take away the residual clouds, and the clouds can cover the bright moon, but some things can never go back, the lost youth in the passing years, the lost love, will never come back.

Ling Xiaonan remembered and corrected: "It's not a moment, it's just an experience for you, you should let go, think more about your current friend, she is your present and future." Although I'm not handsome and don't have a lot of money, I think if there is a girl with me, I should be happy, as long as that girl doesn't have too many fantasies and ambitions, as long as she is the same kind of person as me. ”

Looking at his friend's serious words, Lu Feng couldn't help but quip: "If you are very handsome, according to your proactive and motivated character, wouldn't all the beauties in the world be enjoyed by you, and this is not fair to us!" ”

Ling Xiaonan immediately laughed lightly at himself and said, "If you are too handsome and there are too many women, you won't think like this." It's like if you have more money, you will become bad, it's a truth, people are greedy. It's just that everyone is not the same level of greed. Your current friends are also of the same type as you. ”

It is another year of autumn, and the experience of love and sadness is slowly precipitated in this season, and those people and things that have been hidden for a long time are once again trembling and excavated in this autumn of good thoughts, presenting the images floating in front of the eyes and hearts, blurred details and clear images.

The night is deep, the wind blows the moonlight, scattered, think about the grass outside the window struggling in the autumn cold! Suddenly, Lu Feng remembered the girl he had gone on a blind date not long ago, and her name was Xiaocao.

Because Ren Wenyan has not had a clear answer, and she heard that someone has introduced her to someone again, Lu Feng's family was not to be outdone, and also arranged one for him.

Lu Feng's attitude is not to refuse, not to object, since Ren Wenyan's family has not responded, he can't keep it going. So for everyone's fairness, go to the game to play the flower world, anyway, as a man, there is always more time than a girl.

Speaking of the reason for this blind date, it was my mother who met an old classmate in elementary school, and mentioned each other's children's lifelong events during the chat.

The general situation of the girl is as follows: she is 24 years old, graduated from a technical secondary school, is studying medical care, and now works in the registration office of a small hospital, and there is a younger brother at home who is going to take the high school entrance examination this year.