There was an icy smell echoing through the room...

Even if the warm sunlight shines through the window, the faint warmth can't dispel the bitter bones of winter.

People are so fragile inherently...

Otherwise, how can there be such things as padded jackets, winter clothes, and down jackets? 166

But this is also a palliative rather than a cure...

Just like Western medicine.

However, it is not that medicine does not want to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but it can only do so. No matter how much you exercise, it is difficult for you to resist the extreme cold. The rotation of the earth around the sun is even less likely to change... Can you move the sun closer?

Like a lot of feelings.

People who care a lot, but they can't touch that membrane...

Man pursues the beauty of heaven, but he is afraid of falling into hell...

Coldly, Jiang Ran remembered the content of a book...

What is love?

Yes, what exactly is love?

You or I have plunged into that thick fog, trying to find something, but not knowing what to find.

Maybe it's like the bubbles that I blew up when I was a child, and they look so beautiful and colorful in the sun. In the confusion, who Xu has lived in the bubble, who has Xu reflected... I want to see it clearly, but I don't want to touch it.....

Yes, it may be the love I am pursuing, too beautiful, too precious. It's because I know that it's always going to fall apart, so I watch it float higher and higher, farther and farther away, and finally, like the foam, when it spreads its brilliant colors to the extreme in the sun...

'Poof' sound.

Gone forever...."

Under the cold air in the room, the water in the cups was cold.

grabbed it, and then Jiang Ran put it down again...

Looking up at the white clouds in the sky, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a trace of bitterness.

Beautiful people, and beautiful people, there will always be some coincidence inadvertently.

Jiang Ran didn't know, maybe he wouldn't know it in this life, this sentence, in another future, Le Yao once talked to Berlin. They had all read the same book and cared about the same content.

...

One thing pierced a thorn in Berlin's heart.

I don't know if the thorn can take root and sprout, but the pain will naturally occur. Sharp objects always hurt... Similar to knives, stabs, needles ... And words.

Noon, late evening, late at night.

And so the day passed.

The next day, Fang Yuan and Lin Manman came over.

It was Chen Kexin and Lin Manman who made an appointment, and the two families often got together. Berlin was surprised by this, but did not object, he liked the warmth and liveliness. He yearns to experience those good things....

Chen Kexin is no longer so boring and boring, she can communicate with Lin Manman about some life, she can go out for a walk together, and Jiang Ran and the three of them have a boring time.

Fang Yuan and him simply sat not far away in a daze, without much small talk, simply sitting, the two of them could guess a lot about each other's inner thoughts. 78 Chinese Net

The only thing that needs to be discussed is the work thing.

...

A few more days passed.

Berlin attended Zhao Ruiming's wedding.

Zhao Ruiming didn't invite many people, and there were no people he was familiar with. Only the manager allowed Berlin to make small talk... When the two meet, they can also talk about some interesting things in the past. But when it comes to talking about interesting things in the past, there are no jokes and fun, and all that remains is nostalgia and sadness, gains and losses and melancholy...

Maybe that's the magic of time.

The bride is Su Xiaomin.

The groom is Zhao Ruiming, who is always smiling.

The two are a good match...

It's true.

That's what Berlin thought at the beginning...