The long-haired man laughed when he heard this.

"Have you confessed?"

"Hmm."

Results

Song Tingchuan glanced at the other party

"If you think the outcome is good, I can talk to you here"

A low laugh erupted in the man's throat, but his eyes grew red

"Little brother, you are much luckier than me, you can still confess, and you can do your best to warm the stone, but I can't, I didn't even have time to tell her that I love her, and she left."

As he spoke, the other party shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at Song Tingchuan through the crystal liquid, and muttered

"When she left, she was eighteen years old."

Speaking of this, the other party paused, and repeated what Fang had just said to Song Tingchuan, "Eighteen years old." ”

Song Tingchuan originally tapped his fingers on the bar, and the color of his pupils gradually darkened.

As if suddenly opening the conversation, the man slowly and clearly muttered his own story.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

The childhood sweetheart of his youth is probably the most enviable emotion.

At an age of ignorance, they regarded each other as the closest people.

But only loved ones.

The so-called falling flowers are intentionally ruthless, but that's it.

The boy is in love with his childhood plum, and his childhood plum is in love with someone else.

So the young man sealed all the feelings in his heart, hoping that she could live a happy life.

But the person he held on the tip of his heart was finally let down.

One night less than a month before the college entrance examination, the other party proposed to break up.

She was unwilling to want a reason, but what the other party said was outrageously cruel.

said that she was ugly, that she was annoying, and that if he hadn't been able to stand her stalking, he wouldn't have bothered to look at her.

said that a disgusting girl like her, no man in this world would like it.

The girl was disheartened and ran to ask the boy if she was really that bad

The boy said half-jokingly, half-seriously

"Someone will like you."

For example, me.

He endured the latter sentence and didn't say it, because he was afraid of scaring her, and he was even more afraid that she would only regard it as an ordinary comfort and would not want to believe it.

But the boy didn't expect that he endured the words he didn't say, and he never had a chance to say it again.

The next day, the girl jumped off the building.

He often wondered what would have happened if he had said that sentence at that time

But this question can't be answered after all.

After attending the girl's funeral, the boy packed his bags and began to wander around.

His hometown is full of memories of the two, and he can't stay.

He didn't even take the college entrance examination because he didn't have the strength to chase his dreams.

Later, he also heard something about the scumbag.

It is said that the other party has not been affected in any way, the college entrance examination has been stable, and he has been admitted to a fairly good second book, and he has a sweet relationship with a beautiful girl, eats, goes shopping and watches movies, and has a good life.

As he said this, the other party drank the rest of the wine in the glass, and then smiled bitterly

"I often wonder how much she would hate if she had a spirit in heaven and knew all this."

Song Tingchuan did not answer.

Any topic involving life, no matter how much you say, seems weightless.

Of course, the other party didn't expect Song Tingchuan to answer, but just put down the wine glass and said to him

"Little brother, you are luckier than me, it will be very tiring to hug the stone, but even if there is the slightest opportunity, you must do your best to fight for it, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

After the other party finished speaking, Han Bin's "Endless Lovesickness" also happened to be adjusted, and Song Tingchuan directly handed it to him

"Thank you, this glass of wine called Endless Acacia, for you."

The long-haired man was stunned for a moment, then unceremoniously took the wine, laughed three times, and drank the bitter liquid.

"Little brother, come on, may your lovesickness come to an end."

I wish that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married.

May this endless lovesickness be tasted as little as possible.