Sycamore Heartless (3)

"Why? Why don't you believe me?"

She roared with almost all her strength

Why? She's already decided to quit, so why frame her?

"You've changed. ”

His cold voice made her feel like she was in an ice cellar

"You, remember me. ”

She said word by word with difficulty

A gentle breeze blew through her hair

She seemed to have the illusion that she was the plane tree

The way he strokes the harp...

He slept quietly...

His drunken appearance...

It's as if it happened yesterday

"Then you know, I am pleased....."

"You don't deserve it. ”

His words were like sharp swords, slashing at her heart

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go..."

That day, she didn't know how she left

That unforgettable pain, perhaps, never want to experience it again

...........

"Mo'er, Mo'er"

This is the name he chose for her

White ink

He likes white, but he wants black and white to be clear

Was she dreaming?

But it feels so real, so real that I can't believe it

After that frame-up, the princess snatched her body and broke her in two

The paulownia piano was destroyed, and she wouldn't live long

Until a tear slips into the mouth

Salty, and a little bitter

It's really him!

But why did he come to him?

"Tongye?"

"Yes, it's me. ”

"Why did you..." come to me?

She didn't say the second half of the sentence after all

The phrase, 'You don't deserve it.'" It was as if all her courage had burned out

He didn't dare

"Shall I take you somewhere?"

Just her last greed for this world

"Good. ”