Chapter Seventy-One: Intertwined Love and Hate 3

In recent years, with Jin Haofeng's dominance in his career, Jin Zhenlin no longer needs to face countless socials every day.

More than half of his life has passed, and he has reached the age of spending money to buy health. In the first two years of physical examination, Jin Zhenlin, who failed to pass a number of physical indicators, started a health plan under Mingyue's "supervision", he can't remember when the last time he smoked, maybe he is really old, he even remembers Xiaoxi and Xiaofeng when they were children, but he doesn't remember their youth, he was busy with his career and missed their growth, and since then, there has been no chance to compensate.

Tears mixed with rain, Jin Zhenlin, who was nearly seventy years old, burst into tears, he closed his eyes in pain, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be much deeper in an instant.

Even though he was two stories apart, even with the whistling wind in his ears, he could still hear Mingyue's heart-rending crying and cursing, and imagine Haofeng's face pretending to be indifferent despite his sadness.

In his impression, Xiaofeng has always been mature beyond his age, he is not good at expressing himself, and his care and concern are silent, even expressionless.

That kid, he doesn't even like someone, is it because he is used to being strong, making people forget that he is just a big boy, and there will be confusion and sadness......

Downstairs.

Mingyue completely broke free from Jin Haofeng's shackles, she was already in tears, and she couldn't even see his face clearly, but instinctively and angrily beat his chest.

Jin Haofeng remained motionless, allowing the pain to reach his heart from his chest.

The thin blanket was lonely on the floor, and it seemed to carry the cold temperature of the bright moon.

"You take that sentence back to me...... Take it back...... Take it back......"

Over and over again, Mingyue's voice was a little hoarse, and her throat was hot and painful, but she still repeated stubbornly, as if it was an obsession that was more important than life.

Outside the window, the rain was heavy, the dark clouds were surging, and in the living room without the lights, the light was extremely dim, and even the blue necklace that flickered forever lost its vitality.

Long.

Mingyue's crying gradually disappeared, and the hand beating Jin Haofeng suddenly stopped, her face was raging tears, and she suppressed her sobbing.

Why is she crying? And why are you so angry because of Haofeng's words? It's obviously fake, so she doesn't need to care so much.

Wait a little longer, when this rain stops, Haoxi will come back, she must sue well, let Haoxi know how excessive Haofeng is, and she must stay away from this jealous guy in the future!

Mingyue turned her head to look at the white swing in the garden, and the picture of him spending time with her in her mind was a blue sky in her sight.

Since the sky is clear, Haoxi will come back soon!

Looking at the misty rain outside the window, looking at Mingyue's expression, Jin Haofeng slowly stood up, his legs were paralyzed to the point of losing consciousness, he barely stood firm with his hands on the piano, and gently stroked her long black hair, maybe he would never have the opportunity to touch her like this again in his life.

Maybe he will regret it, and he can't help but want to retreat timidly before he even starts, but in order to save Mingyue, Jin Haofeng can no longer think of other effective ways.

When his hand fell from her hair, Jin Hao smiled, the smile was full of despair and desolation, and almost determined, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to leap into the catastrophe that belonged only to him.

Jin Haofeng's fingers tightened one by one, trying to make his voice sound emotionless, and said in a deep voice: "You can choose to escape from reality and choose to live in memories forever." But how long can you lie to yourself? No matter how beautiful the past is, it will eventually fade, a person who is no longer there, no matter how deep your memory is, he will only go farther and farther......"

Mingyue was still silent, sitting still, her amber pupils were endlessly hollow, her wet eyelashes were long and shiny, and tears were slashing down her delicate chin.

Even if she is so sad and speechless, she can't hide her beautiful face.

In the next word, Jin Haofeng spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that she would miss even a word, "If you can't cheer up, wouldn't it be cheaper to kill Ah Xi?" Can you really put up with ......"

As if she had felt something, Mingyue's fingers moved, but she still didn't really respond.

Jin Haofeng took a deep breath before he could muster up the courage to continue: "Even if you can tolerate the pain of losing your beloved, can you accept living with me?" ”

His heart hurt as if he was about to suffocate, Jin Haofeng suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and looked at the white swing in the fairy tale world hidden in the dense rain, he continued indifferently: "I am the one who indirectly harmed your life and death, and I am also ......the one who inadvertently interrupted Ah Xi's life."

Mingyue's hand on her knee gradually tightened, and the black skirt was clutched in her heartless palm.

The clock on the wall ticked and ticked, like a curse.

Paying attention to Mingyue's most subtle moves, Jin Haofeng's years of experience in getting along with her have made Jin Haofeng sure that she is on the verge of exploding.

“…… I'm the one who caused you to lose your happiness! As if deliberately trying to provoke Mingyue, Jin Haofeng's voice revealed a faint ridicule, but his face was the opposite of loneliness and desolation, every word was undoubtedly a kind of Ling Chi for him.

"Shut up." Her voice was as soft as a sigh, afraid of waking up from a dream that was so beautiful that the folds of her skirt and trembling shoulders betrayed her anger.

Jin Haofeng lowered his eyes and looked down at her almost greedily.

If it weren't for the weather, how good would the light be if it wasn't like this? I want to see her more realistically, and then go deep into my heart, and support him through the dark years that he can foresee in the long or short life in the future......

I'm afraid I don't have a chance anymore! After today, he may never have the courage to face her hateful eyes again.

"Whether you choose to live in grief or hide in a fantasy to escape reality, it means that you have to forgive me......"

Mingyue's eyes moved, and her heart, which she thought had stopped, suddenly beat wildly.

The rampant rain could not wash away the traces of blood.

The howling wind, the closed eyes that can't wake up!

There was no one to put a coat on her in such a cold weather, with a wisp of fragrance;

No one cared to coax her to take medicine when she was sick;

No one else was sullen and tried her best to make her smile.

She never had the chance to say to Haoxi in person: "Actually, in front of you, all my unhappiness is fake, I just like to see you anxious and like you to tell jokes, so I will be happier!" ”