Yu Bo walked out of a store, did not go to the hospital, but walked to a place and did it. "Yu Bo, Yu Bo, what are you thinking? That person is your mother, what are you talking about, what are you doing this for, you think about it, do you have to marry that woman, but what is it like if you don't marry, who can tell him, can tell him. A long scream at the sky, what are the black eyes, what are the eyes, what are the expressions, who can tell him.

The blue sky made Yu Bo's cry, slowly not blue, but dark, and there were clouds in front of Yu Bo's eyes telling him something, but he couldn't hear it at all.

"Do you want me to marry Ben Xiaolu, do you really owe that woman in my last life, so I have to pay it back in this life, don't you, can you tell me, God, can you tell me, who can tell me, what's wrong with me, what's wrong." is even more screaming, there is no one here, only Yu Bo, he looks at everything here, the silence is terrible, what is around, although there are trees and flowers, but what, there is no past, the woman he loves is gone, is everything over, but he is not alone, not like Li Xiaolu, just a person, he is very tired and tired, and let Suo Jie give ......

Slowly, Yu Bo stopped screaming, changed to a place that people couldn't see, and did it with a butt, looking at everything here. "It's so beautiful! But why is my heart hurting, who is it hurting for, I thought that if I went on with Neng Ningxin, I would marry her, but now, I don't know what to say, everything can't change back, and Li Xiaolu, what is this, is God sinning against him, otherwise how could this kind of thing happen, it seems to be reading a romance novel, or watching TV. He muttered, shrilling. Ha ha! Ha ha! He laughed out loud.

There is no one here, even if there is one, he will not care about this man's affairs, most people just live for themselves, what are they living for, is it to find another thing that they have lost, it is also an important thing, is it that he has no fate with Ning Xin, otherwise he can't think about it, he can't think about it, he can't figure it out.

The wind is coming, the rain is coming, what is washed is it is oneself, is it the harm it brings to Li Xiaolu, or what, it is even more of his own pain.

"Ning Xin! Why are you doing this to me, why, can anyone tell me. Listening to the roar, it was the arrival of the rain in exchange for something, was it God that the rain fell for him.

The rain was falling drop by drop, Yu Bo had no intention of hiding from the rain, only in this way could he be quiet for a while, and he could think about it, how to do it, whether he really wanted to marry Li Xiaolu, this is what Yu Bo has to do now, and at the same time, he seemed to see a woman in the rain, with her back to herself, and slowly turned around. "Wave! I'm here, I'm here, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come, you said that you would marry me when you grow up, but why didn't you come, didn't come. "Listen, but when I look at it, there's nothing left, it's just an illusion.

"What's wrong with me, what do I think? Why is Li Xiaolu's shadow appearing, what's wrong, I won't like this woman anymore, no! It's impossible, it's just a form of sympathy. He muttered, staring at the sky, his heart was empty, and he was tired, so he fell down, closed his eyes, and didn't think about anything anymore, it was useless to think too much, he could only take one step at a time.

"Li Xiaolu! You're going to wake up, just tomorrow, you will. At the same time, the rain stopped, a rainbow appeared in the sky, and the seven colors seemed to be like Yu Bo had seven moods, different moods and different thoughts, I don't know what it would be.

"Maybe that's what happened to me." Yes! It's done by yourself in the previous life, there will be this life, this hateful thing happened, I really want it to happen, I really want to, but what happened is impossible not to happen, this Yu Bo knows, so he can only accept the reality, can't not accept it.

Will the night come, what will tomorrow look like, will it be okay, can it be as if nothing has happened, and everything will slowly forget everything that happened with the push of time?