After a long time, Zhuo Xiaoyi thought that if she hadn't gone to Wu Yue's house that day and hadn't met Zhou Shi, maybe she would never know how to be happy. But there are no ifs in life, the fact is that when you encounter it, you can't escape it.

"Come in, this is where Lin Ancheng lived before he went abroad." Zhou is to open the rusty big iron door. Jumping into the eye is an overgrown green, and the yard is full of the smell of history. The loofah stand in the middle is a bit crumbling, the wicker chairs under the shelves are covered with dust, and cobwebs crawl all over the eaves. Zhuo Xiaoyi cautiously followed Zhou is in, for fear that a hand would suddenly appear under his feet. According to Zhuo Xiaoyi's rich imagination, this kind of old house is the most prone to this kind of thing.

"An Cheng lived in this room before." Zhou Shi stopped and opened a wooden door. There was almost no ornamentation inside, only a large easel covered with a white cloth.

"Maybe you don't remember who I am for a long time, but I keep hearing him talk about you. Believe it or not, I know what you like and don't like. Zhou is stroked the white cloth, chuckled and continued: "He said that you like to eat preserved eggs and lean porridge the most, but you have to pick out the lean meat." Zhuo Xiaoyi was stunned when he heard this, this subtle detail even Li Yanyang hadn't noticed, it was a small problem that Lin Ancheng only knew.

"My favorite manga is Dora Dream, and my favorite fairy tale is a mermaid."

"I love to watch horror movies, and every time I watch them, I cover my eyes and show a slit. I was obviously afraid to die, but I couldn't bear to look at it. ”

"Why are you telling me this? What do you mean? Zhuo Xiaoyi said anxiously.

"My name is Zhou, and I used to be your third party. Got an impression, right? Zhou said sarcastically.

Zhuo Xiaoyi's hand trembled, and he pursed his dry lips, "It's you......"

"Do you know what kind of painting is in here?" Zhou is turned to look at Zhuo Xiaoyi.

"What do you want to say?" Zhuo Xiaoyi's lips trembled, and he clenched his fists uncontrollably, trying to make himself look calm.

"Have you never noticed that he was unusual before he broke up with you? Oh, that's ridiculous! Lin Ancheng takes himself too seriously. Zhou sneered again, "Do you know how he spent his last time here?" ”

Zhou was very reluctant to think back to that time, how the man he loved was sick and tortured.

His visual nerves gradually weakened, and he slowly began to lose sight. At first it was two shadows, then there were more and more shadows, and then the left eye was invisible......"

"What do you mean by telling me?"

"I'm not his lover, it's all just a lie made up to break up with you, it's ridiculous that you can believe this lie so easily that can be broken at the first pok." Zhou is a little sad smiled, he felt worthless for Lin Ancheng.

"Enough, why didn't he tell me then? Did he ever believe me? The air in Zhuo Xiaoyi's chest was as uncomfortable as if it had been drained, had Lin Ancheng ever believed her? Was her love so fragile to him?

"No, not enough! He loves you so much, you would believe that he is in love with someone else, this kind of ridiculous lie. Is that the only thing you trust in him? Zhou was slowly no longer calm, and his voice almost roared.

"I love him, and when he came and begged me to help me leave you, I even thought he had finally seen me. You ask him why he didn't tell you, because he didn't want to be a burden to you, because he didn't want you to see a Lin Ancheng who was no longer perfect. He always believed that you loved him enough that you would be desperate to be by his side, so he asked me to weave this lie so that you can leave without guilt, even if you hate him. And you, you didn't trust him enough, so you let go so easily and broke up with him without hesitation. Realizing that he was a little too excited, Zhou paused and resumed his unique indifferent tone.

Zhuo Xiaoyi stood up and slowly walked to the easel, his fingers trembling uncontrollably and lifted the yellowed white cloth. A large area of yellow sunflowers greeted the eyelids, and a bright woman in the middle fell asleep quietly, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned. What a happy sleeping face, as if someone will stand up to it when the sky falls.

"Where is he now?" The lower lip was bitten and turned white, so I controlled myself not to cry. -