The girl always seems to be so cheerful.

Walking out the door, it gives people the feeling of bouncing.

Liu Nanfeng looked at her distant back, and then called softly: "Yang Ruoyun." ”

The girl was stunned, then turned around and looked at Liu Nanfeng.

With a look of surprise on his face, he said, "Brother Arun? ”

Liu Nanfeng shook his head and said, "I'm Liu Nanfeng." ”

Yang Ruoyun showed a disappointed look on her face, and said a little sadly: "Yes, you are Liu Nanfeng, not Feng Zhirun." ”

After saying that, she turned around and left, this time her steps were not so cheerful, and even her back seemed to be a little awkward, and Liu Nanfeng even found tears blown down by the wind.

Liu Nanfeng opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to open his mouth anymore.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn around and go back to the café.

The reason why he stopped Yang Ruoyun was that he actually wanted to thank her, because he could have today, all from the opportunity of that painting, but he didn't expect Yang Ruoyun to be so sad and turned around and left.

Yang Ruoyun wiped her tears and walked forward, unspeakably sad and sour in her heart.

She was originally the daughter of Yang Siqing, a wealthy businessman in Kaifeng Mansion, and she was born delicate, and she was very favored as the only daughter.

And her encounter with Feng Zhirun can be described as a lifelong mistake with you.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoyun was not very old at that time, and she was spoiled by her father and brother, and there was no shortage of money in the family, so she followed Feng Zhirun's footsteps all the way.

There is no mistake

Even with it for a long time.

It was also Yang Ruoyun's happiest time, but at this moment, the family changed dramatically, and when she hurried home, what was waiting for her was the corpse of her father and brother.

The government said that her family gathered people to rebel and betrayed the country and collaborated with the enemy, so she was wiped out, but in fact it was just greedy for her family's property.

Yang Ruoyun, who rushed back, was almost imprisoned, but fortunately, she escaped with the mediation of several old servants, and when she turned around and wanted to find Feng Zhirun again, she heard about his marriage.

Her heart was like ashes, and she spent the darkest months of her life in a temple nunnery, and when she had news of Feng Zhirun again, she learned that the Feng and Su clans were slaughtered, and Feng Zhirun, who escaped with his life, escaped into the empty door and became a monk.

For some reason, when she heard such bad news, she was secretly happy in her heart.

However, she never went to see Feng Zhirun again, but just watched from a distance, Feng Zhirun became a monk in Linggu Temple.

She opened an incense and candle shop in Linggu Temple, and she just glanced at him from afar, but she never bothered him.

But he saw her after all, but he didn't recognize her, just smiled and passed by.

Since then, the eldest lady of the Yang family, a wealthy merchant in Kaifeng, has been guarding the incense and candle shop and living a poor life.

However, Feng Zhirun is as good as ever, and within a few years of becoming a monk, he won the title of Baolin Monk.

Even if he became a monk, his monk's robe still couldn't hide his beautiful demeanor.

Yang Ruoyun felt that as long as she could look at him every day, it was the happiest thing for her, no, she didn't even need to do it every day.

He knew that she was outside the temple, and she knew that he was in the temple, which was already the happiest thing for Yang Ruoyun.

But one day, Feng Zhirun betrayed Buddhism.

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She didn't know what was going on, but she turned off the incense and candle shop, found a place that no one knew, and died silently.

When she said goodbye, she was already old, but he was still so beautiful, Zhuo Yue was not outstanding, and the years had hardly left any traces on him, but he had become more mature and talkative.

He told her a lot of things that he had never said to her before, and taught her a lot of things she never knew before.

In the end, he said he was going to die.

She cried very hard.

He didn't look like a dying person at all, but she herself, in her twilight years, was going to die soon.

It was a very happy thing to be able to die with him, but she just couldn't be happy, she didn't want him to die.

"If you're so powerful, why are you still dying?" Yang Ruoyun asked with tears in her eyes.

"Because I've met someone more powerful than me." Feng Zhirun said with a smile.

Then he died in her arms.

She buried him under a peach tree in accordance with his will.

At the moment when she buried him, she suddenly felt no sad.

Because no matter how many women he had in his life, she was the only one by his side in the end, and she died in her arms.

But if she died, she would never see him again.

So she wanted to live.

She wanted to stay alive.

But she was kind after all and couldn't bear to harm people's lives, so she borrowed her life from animals.

It was very painful to borrow her life, especially the first time, like peeling her skin and cramping, the pain that penetrated deep into her soul, almost made her soul fly.

But she persevered, and then she seemed to get used to it.

She guarded the few things he had left for her, silently waiting for him to return.

No matter how the world changes, when she saw him for the first time, she recognized him.

But she has also reached the twilight of her life, and her life is short.

But it doesn't matter, she can continue to borrow her life.

But—

Tears rolled down her cheeks, completely oblivious to the passers-by staring at her.

She didn't know why she was sad, didn't she already know about such a result?

But she just couldn't help but feel sad.

Why? Is that Yang Ruoyun?

Maybe, maybe not.

It's just that she hopes that it will be Feng Zhirun who will call out this name, not Liu Nanfeng.

"You're crying." At this moment, a woman next to him suddenly whispered and handed over a tissue.

"Thank you." Yang Ruoyun took it and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Hello, my name is Hu Mengyao, you can call me Nineteenth Sister." The visitor smiled at her like a flower, as bright as the sun.

Looking at the vixen in front of him wearing a takeaway suit, Yang Ruoyun couldn't help but be stunned, and then said, "Hello, I'm Yang Ruoyun." ”

"Ha, we know each other now, don't be sad, do you want me to take you for a ride?" Hu Mengyao pressed the horn of the battery car twice, making a dripping sound.

Yang Ruoyun wanted to refuse, how could she invite someone to go for a ride on a battery car, but seeing Hu Mengyao's sincere eyes and bright smile, she couldn't help but nodded.

"Get in the car." Hu Mengyao took off her helmet and put it on Yang Ruoyun's head.

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There is also a bamboo dragonfly on the helmet of the delivery house, which is cute.

Yang Ruoyun sat in the back seat and held the backrest, but Hu Mengyao took her hand and wrapped it around her waist.

"It's more comfortable." Hu Mengyao said.

Then turning the handlebar, the battery car rushed out, and Hu Mengyao's hair, blowing in the wind, hit her face, making her squint.

She took off her helmet and put it back on Hu Mengyao's head.

Then he put his arm around her waist and leaned on her back.

"Thank you......"

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