Li Huan shook his head, looking for sleepless days for days, he was already very tired. He looked at the beautiful courtyard where the lights were on, and all these days, the lights had been on all these days, and he had the hope that he knew it was impossible - if she came back, come back here! Sneaking alone on an adventure like you used to do – how nice it would be!

He walked into the room and looked at the row of wardrobes, the clothes in them were so neatly arranged, and each one of them was bought for her by himself. In the future, she won't have a chance to wear these clothes again?

Recalling the warmth of the past few days, it turns out that this is her last tenderness?

He slowly sat down in the study, and the open window, maybe a gust of wind, maybe inadvertently, something slowly fell......

The thing almost hit the top of his head, and when he saw it, it turned out to be a thin "The Little Prince", which was Feng Feng's favorite book. He didn't know why she liked it, he just bought it in this study and put it away.

A very thin book, a fairy tale for adults, he had read it before, but he didn't feel anything. After reading it carefully this time, I didn't know so clearly in my heart what kind of distance had been between myself and her-

Even though there are 5,000 identical roses in the garden, I only love one, because I only spend time on one rose!

Which rose you spend the most time on, and that rose is your true love.

She has always been obsessed with it, she is not the only rose of his Li Huan - so, she has been suppressing herself not to "love", let alone to fall in love! Even if she divorced Ye Jia, she would rather choose Huang Hui!

Because of love, the heart is not unaggrieved - once as the Ninth Five-Year Honor, three palaces and six courts, who would believe that he only stayed for a rose?

What's even more aggrieved is that the rose is about to wither quietly after staying unconsciously. recalled the sweet times when the two were together in those days, it was the best few days of their lives, there was no suspicion, no awkwardness, and no hurting each other. Even, there is no intimate manners, it's just that both of them understand that it is the proximity of the heart, a turn, a smile, better than the most heart-pounding relationship between men and women.

Because of the great disaster and fear, they pity and cherish each other even more, as if the lovers of first love, faint, but like the fragrance of licorice, the indescribable fit of the heart, as if they only need a simple greeting and a look, each other can understand each other's deepest thoughts.

That's what it feels like to be in love.

Each other, really in love with each other.

Perhaps, she had a premonition? So no longer kept? Left behind the last and first beauty, and passed away quietly? If it is destined to wither, why leave the last thoughts as a kind of revenge for yourself? Because she has been hurt, she uses the most gentle way to decide?

The fragrance in his hand is still there, but the person is gone, could it be that whoever falls in love first is a complete loser? He stood up, and the feeling of distress and madness rushed from the top of his head to the bottom of his heart: "Feng Feng, where are you going to this guy?" ”

Maybe it was shouted too loudly, and the jungle in the dark night echoed one by one:

Feng Feng –

Where the hell have you been?

Feng Feng –

From afar, Ye Jia heard this heart-rending cry. He was very uneasy in his heart, this was Li Huan's voice, so hoarse and desperate, like a wild wolf that had lost its partner......