Chapter Seventy-Nine: When the Night Lights Tremble and Dream Back
"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to think about it, you are a friend of fate, and you are also my friend, you are very good, I really appreciate you." Ruoyu thought about it again and again, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you going to his wedding?" β
Lu Feng struggled with this question for a long time, but seeing the invitation sent by Hongye solemnly, as well as her gracious gaze, Lu Feng couldn't bear to let her down, so he agreed softly.
In fact, no matter what mood you are in to attend the wedding, you are already an outsider, you can only look up to the happiness of others, but you can't see your own future.
In fact, Ruoyu did not support him to attend this wedding, although Lu Feng could hide in the corner, but the hidden pain in his heart was overflowing, which was a wordless harm to each other.
But seeing that he had made a decision at this time, Ruoyu was no longer reluctant, but just reminded kindly: "Are you mentally prepared?" Be careful not to get drunk, anyway, tomorrow is her big day, can you think about it? β
In fact, many people who drink alcohol are far from getting drunk, but indulgence always has to give yourself an excuse, and getting drunk is often the best excuse, so Momiji wants to toast with him more than once.
Lu Feng slowly closed his eyes and said, "I know, I'll pretend to be very happy." "Because only when you laugh merrily, will your sorrow not be seen through. Saying,
At this time, the little penguin inadvertently lit up again, it was the familiar and cute cat's head beating, and Momiji sighed: "My phone is broken at some point, and I use my mobile phone to call and say that the line is faulty." β
What's all the fuss about, it's a very common thing, maybe it's a special arrangement by God to clear out a lot of noise before Momiji gets married.
But Lu Feng still said that he understood, and proposed: "Then you can report the 112 phone fault station, but it's so late now, and it's impossible to send someone to fix it, or call again tomorrow!" β
Now that's all it can be, Momiji nodded, "Listen to you." I'll fight again tomorrow! β
"What's the use of listening to me in every little thing?" Lu Feng has something to say, I hope Hongye can understand, why can't he stay for him, but he has to be with someone who doesn't love each other for a hundred years, is it that in order to fulfill his parents' wishes, he has to lose his own happiness, is it worth it?
"What's the big deal? I can't call you anymore, is that a trifle? Hongye blurted out his debut, and Lu Feng heard it and felt very reasonable. It's just that tomorrow is the big day of the red leaves, and in the future, they can still call each other without scruples and talk freely like now?
A tear suddenly flashed in Hongshiqing's eyes, and she quickly turned her head and tried her best to say in a calm voice: "I wanted to call you yesterday, but I still didn't." Actually, it's nothing, but I can't help it. Flowed a whole bunch alone. Why can't you get it? Is it naΓ―ve playing tricks on us? β
Lu Feng's heartstrings trembled violently, and he wanted to use all his strength to hold Hongye in front of his chest, and asked eagerly: "What is it, I really want to know." β
Momiji slowly opened his distracted eyes, looked at the ceiling and muttered, "I don't know what the problem is now, there are some things I subconsciously don't think about it, and in the end I will really become at a loss." β
I always thought that happiness was in the distance, in the future that could be chased. My eyes kept looking, and my hands listened carefully lest I miss them. Later, I found out that those who have shaken hands, sung songs, shed tears, and loved ...... The so-called once is happiness.
"Looking back at the past is like a dream, and looking at the past is like smoke. I didn't expect you to learn to be at a loss, no wonder Aunt Hua also said that you seem to be a different person these days. β
When the once naughty and sunny smile has become a person who has experienced the troubles of the world and no longer smiles lightly, the huge gap makes people caught off guard and at a loss, just like being separated by a few feet, but it is the end of the world.
"Yes, today I realize that I am no longer the same person I used to be!" Momiji bit her red lip and said, "Now I'm like a boat tired of fighting in the waves, longing to find a harbor to anchor." It is like a petrel with folded wings, trying to fly in the open sky, but it has flapped its wings. β
"No wonder I dreamed that you were lying in bed crying the other day, and my dad asked me if someone was bullying you, and I pushed you to say that you were fine." It's really a strange dream to think about, how could this red leaf jump to his bed inexplicably, can this dream still predict the future, Lu Feng wondered a little.
"Maybe I'm in trouble enough to go to your house, but you're still indifferent enough, I cried and you said it was okay, and you brought your dad here, it seems that things are getting bigger, this time it's up to you how it ends," Momiji's pale face bloomed into a smile.
But when she finished saying this, the avatar turned gray, Lu Feng wanted to comfort her for a few words, but found that the network was inexplicably disconnected, he restarted the computer, and tried many other methods, but after all, it was still impossible to save. It seems that the heavens are really playing tricks on them, and they have not even left a chance to say goodbye for the last time.
When Lu Feng thought of this, he was even more sad and grief-stricken, and his whole body collapsed limply on the cold bed. On that pale blue autumn night, my sister was about to get married and walk on a path of flowers. Sister! Give you the breeze, the wind that blows through the reeds, blows on my years of pain.
It was early in the morning, and I heard the rain outside the window, it was very cold, cold, from the body to the heart, no matter how clenched my hands were, I couldn't cover a trace of warmth. Lu Feng couldn't fall asleep over and over, and an urge to talk suddenly appeared in his heart, which was so strong and irrepressible.
So he picked up PHS on the side and pressed Momiji's mobile phone number, but in this night, at this moment, only a ruthless voice came from the microphone: The user has been turned off, please dial again later......
Lu Feng knew that he would never be able to contact Hongye again, but he still kept calling hopelessly, even if he knew that he could get through, he was still powerless. Is it attachment? He stared at the ceiling above him, his mind empty, as if he couldn't remember anything. It turned out that the pain would end up being nothingness, Lu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly in despair.
When the wind rolls up the snow,
I'm independent in the snowstorm I'm looking for.
When the stars fall into the night sky,
I'm looking under the stars, I'm looking.
When a friend's advice rings in your ears--- "Forget it",
I'm speechless, but I'm still looking.
When I was exhausted, but looking back was facing failure,
I have no regrets, and I have nothing to look for.
If one day I fall down in a haggard heart,
My body fell,
But my heart will always step on the path of no return,
Look for the lost moon......
Suddenly, Lu Feng seemed to see Hongye standing there far away, and waved to him with a smile in his eyes: "Feng, come and see, there are so many beautiful fireflies here." β
Under the dark night, I saw fireflies in twos and threes, back and forth, high and low, so light and fluttering, as if some invisible elves carried green and faint lanterns, flying around, embellishing the night of the countryside so gently.