After speaking, Lu Feng walked his heart sideways to the door, and just as he was about to reach the end of the porch, Hongye trotted forward a few steps, and his voice became slightly choked: "Don't you think I did this, isn't it deeper...?" ”

Momiji's heart seems to hide a secret, ethereal and mysterious. Lu Feng wanted to know what she was thinking at the moment, so he asked, "What is the deeper ......?"

"I don't want to say ......," Momiji whispered as she bit her lip.

Lu Feng lowered his head and pondered, and did not speak for a long time, if emotions and years can be gently torn apart and thrown into the sea, then I am willing to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. I love to hear your words, but I don't understand them, and you want to see my silence, but you don't understand them.

At the moment when Lu Feng pushed open the door and wanted to go down, Hongye suddenly said: "The rooftop on the sixteenth floor is a good place, I once looked up at the bright moon and looked down at the flow of people during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and silently sent blessings!" ”

The faint blue clouds, the thick red leaves, the Mid-Autumn Festival osmanthus sparse shadow that year, and the long hook flowing the moon silently.

Momiji's heart gave birth to thousands of tenderness, and said: "The bouquet of roses on Valentine's Day has withered, just like the youth of the cardamom years is gone, but the 'forget-me-not' is quiet and quiet, waiting for love!" Tenacious and persistent! ”

What's the use of tenacity and perseverance, and the end result is not the same? A dream of life, a white cloud and a horse. Wrong, right, right, grievances, and grievances, but the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace. Those who are difficult to abandon are just a little obsession!

After a moment and a long hesitation, Momiji seemed to have made up his mind, "You go to Aunt Hua's house first tonight!" With Huahua here, he is very talkative! When I get off work, maybe we can go ......" She didn't say the most important two words after all.

Lu Feng's heart was in a mess at the moment, and he ran downstairs quickly before he could lose control, and he didn't hear Hongye's words clearly.

Outside, the rain is silent, fluttering and sprinkling; People, speechless, crumbling. He seemed to see his waiting haggard in the wind, like a falling flower, and thought that the waiting was nothing. Relying on her to see the moonlight in the sky is a luxury. This rain, this month, is merciless in the end.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng's heart trembled and he bit his lip, from this moment on, I will not shed any more tears for you, even a drop, because you are not worthy of my heartache at all. What is a long time, a lifetime, is a deceitful nonsense.

The wind says, when love is no longer pure, when lovers are shared, when the words of the past are no longer there, do I still have the motivation to fly in the distance? I'd rather be a cloud and rain down......

Back home, Lu Feng wandered in the forum where the wind passed without a trace for no reason, seeing the real experience that happened a few days before the wind illusion, Lu Feng seemed to have seen his wounds, which were slowly getting colder.

Wind in the Fantasy wrote in her own statement: Today I called her in the distance, and she cried and told me that she had been with a netizen who had only known her for three weeks, and I would never forgive her for the rest of my life! She cried and said sorry to me, my heart was bleeding.

In order to be with her, I quit my formal job and worked hard in a promising industry, just to really build a home of my own with her, I came to Shenzhen, thousands of miles away, and returned to my hometown after a hard work. But I didn't expect that three years of relationship was not worth three weeks of passion. Originally, I was going to go home this year to propose to her family, and I wanted to give her a happy and loving home, but it was all ruined......

I didn't get angry at her on the phone, I listened to her cry quietly, she said that he still loved me deeply, but she said that she couldn't forgive herself, for her, I was sincere, I didn't want her to take on too much debt to live the future.

We've all lost each other now, it's already very miserable, I don't want her to continue living like this, I just want her to recognize each other and live well, don't be naïve anymore. Then, I asked her for the man's cell phone number, and I was as calm as ever during the conversation with him, but my heart kept bleeding.

Her unsatisfactory work caused her depression, and the distance between her and me brought about the emptiness of her soul, which made her indulge in Internet cafes. In the Internet café, he found her depressed. Yes! Girls are fragile and dependent, and they often have the heart but are powerless for love that needs to be tested.

At this point, the blood is still flowing, and the wound from seven hours ago does not know when it will heal. I think reality is reality after all, my love journey of two years, ten months and fourteen days, my first love is over.

What do I want to say? What can I say? Cangcheng Leng Yue posted below: Your experience reminds me of the people and things of that year and that month, which have always been buried deep in my mind, never want to remember, never forget, once pulled, it appeared so clearly and so truly in front of my eyes.

I remember that summer, boys and girls went to school together, and they went to school together, and reviewed their homework together. Sneaking to the park to play on the weekend, sneaking out to sit on the street and eating ice cream at night, two people secretly holding hands, secretly giving each other small things, very simple love, very simple happiness, thinking that happiness, that's all.

Thinking of that autumn, the boy and the girl held hands and walked on the Linyin Road, the feeling of happiness was like the sun shining lightly on the fallen leaves, the wind blew the fallen leaves, and the boy picked up a piece of paper and gently sandwiched it into the girl's page.

Under the clear blue sky, two people flew a kite together, pulling the string very hard, and each was afraid that the kite in their hands would break the string. The two people looked at the sometimes nervous and sometimes happy expressions on each other's faces, and couldn't help but smile, the girl gave a book to the boy, and the title page read: Autumn is the season of holding hands, winter is the season of hugging, I want to walk with you.

Remembering that winter, the girl bought a pair of white socks for the boy, and the warm feeling remained in the boy's heart so easily. When it snowed, the two of them had a lot of fun in the snow, and while taking pictures next to the snowman, a snowball flew and broke the snowman, and the girl cried and threw herself into the boy's arms. The next day the boy said to the girl, I want to take you to see the sea, and a smile crossed the girl's face, and the two of them hugged each other.

When the spring flowers are blooming, on the Lin Yin Road full of laughter in the past, the boy walks alone, he doesn't know what he is thinking, maybe it is memory, maybe it is forgetting. It was windy, it was very strong, and there was rain that broke down the first leaves.

The boy is reluctant to indulge in memories, but it is difficult to forget. The boy thought maybe he would forget. Where is she after all these years, and is she okay now? Maybe...... Maybe everything will be lost in memory. Yes. It will be in a few years.

Cangcheng suddenly smiled when he thought of this, laughing at the old dream of Qingyi, drunk and not knowing the way back. I can only bless you - the wind in the illusion, and also bless all lovers, keep your love. Don't let the past become yesterday. I really bless you!

In this changeable world, there is too little and too little. But who doesn't want to have a long-lasting love? I think that the love in your hands will never last long, because someone will take it away from you, and only the love in your heart can last long, because no one can take away the experience of your heart. Lu Hua Qingwu said with emotion.

My tragic history will make people feel sympathy, I seem to be the biggest victim of this love, but at this moment I don't think so, the one who betrayed me is the real victim, and the most sympathetic person. Because those who don't know how to cherish are the most pitiful people.