After separating from Fang Zhengping, Zimo rushed back to where he originally lived. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I had to get out of here right away, that was Zimo's only thought right now.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Zimo felt abnormal. This courtyard is a relatively remote place originally chosen by Zimo, and Xi Han, Fat Man, and Jiang Yazhu all live with him.

As soon as Zimo stepped in, he felt deserted, according to the usual situation, even if he wasn't here, it shouldn't be so deserted here, but now he feels that there is no one here.

Zimo walked into the room, there was already a cloud of dust in the room, it seemed that he really left, but what happened to make everyone here leave?

Zimo's eyes swept and saw three letters on the table, and he picked up the first letter, which was left by Jiang Yazhu.

Xiujuan's font still has a slight fragrance, but the Yiren are gone.

Zimo, when you read this letter, I was already gone. It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, you are right, we are not all the way after all, you have your Yangguan Road, I have my single-plank bridge, we are not all the way, and we really don't have to see each other from now on.

These words were all said by Zimo to Jiang Yazhu in the past, and now Jiang Yazhu returned them to him without moving, and Zimo finally understands her feelings about Jiang Yazhu saying these words at that time.

There seems to be an inexplicable emotion breeding in his heart, Zimo doesn't know what it is, but his heart is constantly tightening.

Jiang Yazhu, stupid girl, is not a person all the way, after all, it is not a person all the way, the rivers and lakes are far away, but there is no need to see each other.

Zimo's hand unconsciously clenched the paper, and his heart became even more irritable.

Damn it.

Inexplicably, he scolded in his heart, but he didn't know who he was scolding?

Zimo continued to read.

In the past, you were selfish and ruthless in my heart, but later I gradually understood that you are selfish and cold, not your original face, but the mask that you have to wear in order to survive in this last days.

If you are not selfish, if you are not ruthless, you will die.

At that time, you were omnipotent in my eyes.

Yes, I can understand both.

The only thing I can't understand is why you have the ability to save Grandpa Jiang and not save it, you came here that day, right, but, why, you have to wait for Grandpa Jiang to be killed, and then you will make a move?

Why?

Zimo.

You tell me, why?

For you, saving him is just a casual thing, but for me, it is a relative who grew up with me.

I know what you think, it's because Grandpa Jiang has no combat effectiveness and is a burden, so you don't save it, right?

I can understand your thoughts, after all, in this disaster, with a burden, the odds of survival are reduced too much.

It's one thing to understand, it's another to forgive.

I can understand your thoughts, but I can't forgive you.

Grandpa Jiang could have not died, as long as you were willing to reach out and help. You have the laws you have to live in the last days, I can understand it, but you can't change your rules for me once.

Zimo's hand trembled, that day, he had indeed arrived very early, and it was not too early, but it was enough time to save Jiang Chengshang.

But just as he was about to rush forward, he stopped, and he began to think about the pros and cons of saving Jiang Chengshang.

He is not familiar with Jiang Chengshang, he is just familiar with Jiang Yazhu, friends of friends are not necessarily friends, and similarly, relatives of friends are not relatives, so he has no obligation to save Jiang Chengshang.

If he wants to save it, then Jiang Chengshang must bring him enough benefits, otherwise, he will not save a burden.

There is no way, after surviving in the wasteland for a long time, thinking about the problem will naturally be a matter of interest.

Just when he hesitated to stop, Jiang Chengshang had already been killed.

On the other hand, it is indeed a matter of not being able to save him.

Memories appeared in Zimo's eyes, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued to read.

All right.

Zimo, these are all my thoughts, I did have a grudge against you, you don't know, Grandpa Jiang is important to me.

My parents are very busy, it was Grandpa Jiang who grew up with me, he was the one who accompanied me the longest, although he was not my own grandfather, but he was better than my Grandpa Qin.

In the last days, a person is not obliged to save Ling alone, I know all this, so I later understood that I have no obligation to ask you to save Grandpa Jiang.

But again, understanding is one thing, forgiveness is another.

Or maybe there is no such thing as forgiving or not forgiving, and you are not wrong in the first place.

In your words, it's your choice.

But I really don't have the face to choose to stay with you, as long as I see you, I think of Grandpa Jiang's tragic death.

I can't act as if nothing happened, I can't be sorry for Grandpa Jiang.

Sorry, it was my choice.

You said that there is no right or wrong choice, but after the choice, it must be carried.

Thank you for always helping me.

That's it, the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will never see each other again, maybe this is our best result.

There are still tears on the letterhead, but when Jiang Yazhu wrote this letter, it was not as calm as the text expressed.

Zimo held the letter, and his thoughts appeared with a momentary feeling, which he couldn't describe the feeling now.

Since the matter has been made, Zimo knows that there will be a day when Jiang Yazhu will know.

Once the rift appears, it is useless for you to make up for it, so it is better to abandon it, Zimo himself is also such a person.

When Zimo left this time, perhaps earlier, Jiang Yazhu might have noticed this incident.

Zimo has been prepared, but it is one thing for you to be prepared, and it is another thing when things really come.

Now, this day has finally come.

The rivers and lakes are far away, no longer see each other, no longer see each other.

Zimo repeated this sentence twice in his heart, and at this time, his heart suddenly calmed down.

As he said, as she said, it's not a person all the way after all.

Like two intersecting lines, they are getting closer and closer, and one day there is communication, but after communication, it is getting farther and farther away.

In this way, it is actually better to make two parallel lines.

If he is given a chance, he will still weigh the pros and cons, which is not just habit, but instinct.

As for getting to this point, Zimo has nothing unwilling or anything else. It's like your favorite Coke is right in front of you, but you have to pick up the boiled water and drink it.

Whether you are willing or unwilling is your own choice.

Zimo's long-standing heart also produced a different feeling, and that feeling didn't know what to call it.

Solitude is a small pool with only one fish; Loneliness is the absence of anything in the pool, loneliness is in a place where many people are alone, but there is no one around; Loneliness is when many people are in the company, and you can only be silent.

Is this called loneliness or loneliness now?

Zimo ignited the paper, just like igniting his own past experience, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, and in the end it was just a big dream.

After seeing people coming and going, after all, I still have to continue on the road alone.

(Thanks to the one who preemptively registered my name and greatly rewarded 100 again)