Wen Zixin naturally didn't bother Han Feiyang at the first time, no matter what, it was really not suitable for a long conversation with a "strange" man in the middle of the night, and an appointment with Han Feiyang at this point in time would always cause unnecessary misunderstandings, she just asked a few simple questions, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Han Feiyang, so she got off the plane and honestly checked into the hotel.

Wen Zixin knows that her identity has a lot of inconveniences, so staying in a hotel is also a big problem, but she checked it in advance, Zhen's Group happens to have a hotel in Huacheng, and she herself is the top VIP of Zhen's Group, Zhen Hua has given her too many resources, so that Zhen's Group has long treated her as a boss, so her residence is just a phone call from Xiao Yu, and it was arranged, although Xiao Yu didn't know what she was doing in Huacheng, but these are not things that Xiao Yu, a little secretary, can ask.

Lying on the bed with a weak body, his eyes closed naturally, and he fell asleep after a while. She is already quite tired, a person can't repeatedly experience great joy or great sorrow, this is too sad, Wenzixin can't bear it, her spirit has long been on the verge of collapse, and her anger has long burned her reason, so rest is inevitable, now Wenzixin needs most is rest, even if she doesn't want to close her eyes, her body instinct will be enforced, because she can't stand it anymore, and her mind is too depleted.

But closing her eyes is not a good thing for her, when the night comes, it is the time when a person's soul is the most fragile, and it is also the time when the thoughts are the craziest. In fact, a person is not alone, but when he misses a person, he is truly lonely. Missing someone is like appreciating a cruel beauty, and then telling yourself to be strong in a very small voice. But she misses the memories that are far away, and will never go back, only distant memories, and she inadvertently remembers those past, the sad Zhen Hua, who accompanied her through the grasslands, whether she can still review, give up, and leave, and now leave her alone, it is not a kind of cruelty.

Everyone is an island, but everyone still wants to rely on. In fact, everyone has a city in their hearts. A city of its own, but some of it is prosperous; Some are magnificent; Some are only dilapidated and desolate. But whether it is a lonely island or a lonely city, it is destined to be lonely, pedestrians coming and going will not be pitied, just passing by, loneliness is inevitable, love is also inevitable, it is Zhen Hua who withdraws, not her, her heart is also ruined, grief turns into anger, and she is helpless.

Thousands of sails have passed, and the memories left by the years are still vivid, as if the morning bell woke up last night's dream, leaving only a few cold tears soaked on the pillow, cooling her heart. And the ancient clock on the wall, one on the left and one on the right, seems to have never felt boring, ticking and ticking. seems to be playing the most beautiful melody in the world, but everyone knows that the people under the bell have already been sad. People can't live without memories. But you can't live only with memories. However, people may only grow up slowly in tempering, and people may only be able to gradually sober up in ups and downs. So, looking back on the road I have traveled, there is always a faint feeling.

She had closed her eyes, and in the darkness, her sentimentality would also fade They all say that there are dreams every day, but this is not true, there is no anger in her dreams, not even any negative emotions. Maybe life is like a dream, time is like a shuttle, time is so short, why not enjoy every day, let yourself smile more, worry a lot less, even if your face fades, you have to smile at life. Therefore, there is no Lu Jing in her dream, she and Zhen Hua both have that wide school uniform on their bodies, everything seems to have returned to the time when they first met, she glared angrily at Zhen Hua's side, and asked Zhen Hua not to snore when she slept in class, Zhen Hua rubbed her hair with her big hands and fell on the desk again.

This is the way she and Zhen Hua got along at the beginning, she is an honor student with excellent character and learning, Zhen Hua is a bad student who is not treated by anyone, but their seats are arranged together in the north, she can't stand some of Zhen Hua's bad habits, Zhen Hua can't get used to his own cozy attitude at that time, there is often friction between the two, but every time Zhen Hua can pretend not to care and rub his hair away, and then fall asleep again, he slowly got used to this mode of getting along, their initial acquaintance, that's it, There are not too many words, only the trivialities of eyes and behavior, Zhen Hua didn't like her at that time, and she didn't fall in love with Zhen Hua, they were just ordinary classmates, in the relationship between top students and poor students, and because of the friendship at the same table to resolve the contradictions, those days can be described as carefree, and there is no unnecessary emotion mixed with each other, even if the relationship they want to maintain is the original, but such a pure friendship has long been inapplicable to them.

In the dream, she was in high school, the appearance of a good girl, so that now she can't help but feel speechless, that sense of justice for no reason, and that inexplicable sense of superiority, the appearance of coy is really not difficult to make people feel bad, but Zhen Hua at that time was too owed, usually she was a lazy appearance that couldn't wake up, and when she talked to herself, she cheered up, and she looked unruly, although she knew that it was just a simple lack of waking up, and the spirit of beating was like this, and it didn't look like anything back then, From his dream, he looked like he was underwhelmed, if Zhen Hua posed in front of her now, he would definitely give his big mouth ruthlessly, it is hard to imagine how he endured it back then, and how he pinned the girl's longing and fantasy on this person.

Sometimes dreams are the projection of reality, and there is no illusion of strange power, it is the reality of the past, and Wen Zixin's dream is their simple student days, without any beautiful embellishment, everything is daily, going to school, getting out of class, peaceful student life, although there are many naïve and youthful, but this is already the best time in half of her life, this is also the days before she fell in love with Zhen Hua, maybe it is such a bits and pieces, buried the sprout of love, she doesn't know, But looking at these silent laughter and play, it seems that she has seen love, even if it is just an illusion, and she thinks that such an illusion is so precious.

As everyone knows, the closest contact between hearts and hearts was at that time, when they didn't think that each other was the person they wanted to love with their lives, they just regarded each other as their "friends", but in such a "friend" relationship, the seeds of love sprouted, maybe laughing and absurd, but anyone knows that this kind of youthful emotion cannot last long, even if it is a long-term person, the youthful feelings of the student era will gradually fade, and it is not easy to persist until now. In fact, she herself doesn't know how they can persist in such a delicate relationship until now, it seems to be a miracle, the answer is unknowable, and she doesn't need to pursue it.

In fact, what she wants is like this, Zhen Hua stays by her side, even if she is just sleeping, even if every move can make her angry, but Zhen Hua is only by her side, no matter what will only happen between the two of them, this is unrealistic, because the student days are long gone, and they can't only have each other, Zhen Hua is no longer the lazy appearance that can never wake up, she is no longer the obedient girl who behaves in a mood, time has changed them all, Her dreams recorded the best times, but everyone knew that it was impossible to go back to such a time.

But so what, isn't she enjoying such a sweet time at this moment? Although this is in a dream, but she really felt that the purity at that time, the beauty at that time, she fell into it and couldn't extricate herself, it was inevitable, this was a trap she knew was a dream, but she couldn't extricate herself, maybe the permanent sinking of such a dream was the best relief for her, but the dream was finally broken, she had to wake up after all. But after the prosperity, everything is still the same. She just had a beautiful and empty dream in a cruel world, and when she woke up, everything was gone, leaving no trace. Find another memory within a memory. There is no end.

The story, the concern, the loneliness, the resentment, and the inability to let go, but quietly disappeared in this tearful night. Tears flowed, dreams woke up, pain passed, injuries gone, this is fate, this is the share. Believe in fate, believe in fate, believe that everything has passed, believe that tomorrow will face everything well, believe that the real self will always smile, maybe that vain fantasy can only exist in the past years, in the dream to experience one or two, in reality is no longer possible, and she must face the morning sun at night, in the real world to find their own light.

But there is nothing more painful in the world than waking up from a dream. There is nothing happier in the world than being deceived for a lifetime, and not knowing the cruel truth until the moment of the end of your life. The remnant of the fragrance, like a residual dream, passes in minutes and seconds, and no matter how tender it erodes the bones, it can't withstand the wear of time. Grind until the sea is dry and rotten, grind to the years and add white silk. What is possessed is temporary, what is silent is eternal, and what is about her belongs to time. The incense that remains in the hand is a mutilated dream. When you wake up from your dream, you disappear into the world of dreams, leaving no trace.

So when you wake up from a dream and continue to be sad and sad, some good things are destined not to belong to you, so why care? Things are always cruel, and things that are too late cannot be continued. He withdrew and turned to say goodbye, so he woke up from the dream, but he was drunk. Perhaps, it's just that the memories are too ostentatious. At the end of the story, everyone is lonely. She got up, opened the curtains, soaked up the sun, and felt the residual warmth of this real world, maybe she could find another kind of happiness in this real world that was different from the dream.