"How is Luo Ying now?" She didn't have anything to say.

"After graduating from high school, I stopped studying, worked in a factory, and got a boyfriend."

"If I'm not mistaken, she's only twenty? Tsk, it's still your sister who is amazing, I think back then, you were twenty-three years old and still single in the mother's womb......"

She reminisced about the past, full of nostalgia, and the time seemed to go back to seven years ago, with smoke curling and lotus leaves fragrant......

Luo Li looked at her, and suddenly said, "Xi Qing, will we get married as soon as you come out?" ”

The woman was silent for a while, then became very quiet, her face was as serious as he had never seen before, and she said, "Okay." ”

He immediately laughed, and at that moment, he really wished that time would pass a little faster, and then they would start a family, and maybe have a child in time.

After Luo Li left this time, he didn't come for a long time.

It wasn't until three years later that he came to visit her with deep dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his face.

Xi looked at the man lightly, almost didn't recognize it, the change was too great.

He sat opposite, his head half-hanged, his thin cheeks looked a little awkward, and a few muffled coughs came out of his mouth from time to time, revealing pain and depression, and even the corners of his forehead seemed to have a few gray hairs.

She was stunned, he was only thirty-three years old, and he was still so young.

Luo Li looked at her, and the phone was a little unstable: "Xi Qing, my mother didn't survive it, and she was buried last month." ”

The woman was silent, she didn't know what to say, she wouldn't comfort anyone, but the heart throbbed for no reason, and there was an ominous premonition.

He was silent for a long time before he spoke up: "Before she died, she asked me to marry Xinghua Murakami." ”

Apricot blossoms in Murakami?

It's really a good name, but she couldn't laugh at all at the moment, Xi Qing's eyes stared at him tightly: "You agreed?" ”

When she said this, she didn't even realize that her voice was shaking.

The man didn't speak, he didn't look at her, and silence was inevitable between the two.

Time is tormenting.

Luo Li finally lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse: "I didn't agree." ”

Xi Qing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, the cold sweat on his back soaked his prison shirt, and the whole person seemed to have been fished up from the river, quietly waiting for him to follow.

Unfortunately, until the end of the visitation time, the man did not say a word, and sat there motionless with his head bowed the whole time, like a wooden stake without life.

She watched him walk out and didn't look back.

At that moment, Xi Qing felt that there was something terrifying in her body as if she was about to wake up, such an unwilling roar, hysterical shouting, and even a perverted desire to kill, a thick resentment burned her heart, her eyes were red, and her whole person was trembling.

She didn't know how she had passed that day, her eyes opened and closed, it had been a few days, and when she woke up again, she was lying on the hospital bed, watching the people around her walk around, and her eyes were so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

World......... There is only black, no white.

Later, Luo Li never came, but Xi Ranjing came in the spring of the following year.

Because of Luo Li's strange appearance, Xi Qing still saw him and asked about the other party from him.

The man didn't hide it, and he didn't know what he knew.

It turned out that Luo Li lied to her, and she and Xinghua got a marriage certificate last fall, as if the woman was still pregnant.

She stared at Xi Ran, making sure that the news was true or false, but the result made her heartbroken and breathless for a long time.

"Have any dangerous missions lately?" The woman looked at him, and her eyes were desperate and resolute.

Xi Ran had never seen her like this, and shook her head after a moment of silence: "You should know, I can't say this kind of thing." ”