Prisoner of the Heart!

Leng Yue vaguely remembered two words - heart prisoner!

You are a prisoner of your own heart! You go, you sit, you move in the summer sun, but you can't get out of your own cell, you can never get out......

She stopped, a dampness in her eyes, a dizziness in her head, and the sun turned cold.

She turned around, followed the road, and continued to walk forward.

She walked forward slowly, absentmindedly, and in a trance...... His eyes unconsciously turned to a café.

By the way, it's not an ordinary walk now, but I have already made an appointment to meet my friend Xiaoyu.

Two o'clock, this is the time she and Xiaoyu agreed.

She involuntarily walked up the steps and into the café.

Xiaoyu had already come, and when she saw Leng Yue, she hurriedly stood up and greeted her.

She grabbed Leng Yue's hand and looked at her with a look of heartfelt joy.

"Yue'er, you're here. She scrutinized it. "But you...... Much more emaciated. ”

Leng Yue looked at Xiao Yu, looking at the friend who was like a sister and had nothing to say for decades, silently, with tears shining in her eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Yue'er!"

Seeing such an expression, Xiaoyu was a little panicked.

She shook Cold Moon's hand and pulled her to a chair to sit down, she sat across from Cold Moon, looking into her eyes.

"Say, what's the matter? Why are you crying?

"Xiaoyu...... I...... I'm done. ”

The tears in Leng Yue's eyes finally turned into tears and poured out.

Xiao Yu's eyes widened and she looked at her in disbelief, "Are you sick?!" she asked.

"Yes, I'm sick...... Leng Yue said as if desperate: "It's a heart disease, a disease that is slowly dying!"

"What?!" Xiaoyu was stunned, thinking that she had misheard. "What is it?" she asked again.

"Xiaoyu, look at my expression, look at my eyes, and look at my hair carefully. A string of tears flowed down from Leng Yue's eyes. "I've found several gray hairs...... "aren't you scared by me?" she sobbed.

"Whew-"

Xiaoyu's eyes widened, and then she stood up and looked at her.

She was frightened by her expression, and at the same time, she was also laughed at by her words.

"What am I going to do, what's wrong with you?"

She pulled out a tissue and wiped the tears from her cheeks, then she sneered and said:

"Are you confused about writing novels? Do you think you're an innocent girl? Or are you an amorous young woman? How many gray hairs cry like this? Aren't we still alive when we become aunts?"

Xiaoyu sat down again, smiling at her.

"A big beauty like you, walking on the street, I don't know how many people envy you, why are you still not satisfied?" she asked Leng Yue with a smile while shaking her head.

"But, I'm just uncomfortable!" Leng Yue lowered her head and said.

"Time is poison for women!wow!" Xiao Yu sighed, stretched out her hand, and helped Leng Yue's head. "Look at me, haven't I also looked like a middle-aged aunt in the past few years?!Am I not alive anymore?, can't I die?" she patted Leng Yue's hand and said comfortingly.

At this time, the service lady came over.

She brought up the coffee that Xiaoyu had asked for in advance, and put a cup in front of her.

"But......" Leng Yue lowered her eyelashes and whispered: "The way I look is no longer what I used to be, someone won't recognize me!"

"What?" Xiao Yu looked at Leng Yue in surprise. "The more you talk about me, the more confused I become! Who doesn't recognize you? What the hell are you going to do?"

"I ......"

Leng Yue hesitated for a moment.

She bit her lip, and her eyes suddenly turned red again.

"I want to go to him!" she said in a low voice, "I'm going to help him, to wake him up, to fulfill our promise......"

Xiao Yu looked at Leng Yue's excited expression, looked at the longing burning in her eyes, with the deep friendship and understanding that they grew up with bare butts, she knew that Leng Yue had encountered something big.

Their dear sisters who have raced over ordinary people, there should be no secrets between them. She put her hand on her hand sincerely, and asked in a low voice:

"Yue'er, are you for that distant mountain?"

"You ......"

Leng Yue was stunned.

"How do you know?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Yu stared at her, and then said quietly, "From the day of Xiaoxi to the distant mountain, your lost soul is depressed. I know this from your novel, "A Promise for the Afterlife". ”

"Oh, that's ......" Leng Yue's heart widened and relaxed. She was quiet for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu! I wanted to tell you a long time ago......! Those sad words, which have been lingering on my lips, are ...... I can't say wow!" Her voice choked again: "There have been many times when I wanted to cry hysterically in front of you, but I still held back." ”

"Fool, my Yue'er!"

Xiao Yu held her hand, and her eyes quietly rested on Leng Yue's face.

"Your figure is so good, and your face is still beautiful, but you are a little more mature than five years ago, how can that person not recognize you!" her voice was full of tenderness and serenity.

"Really?"

Leng Yue wiped her eyes, and she looked at Xiaoyu in a daze.

"Is what you said true? I haven't changed much, why do I think I'm too old?" she asked emotionally, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Of course!"

Xiaoyu smiled.

"When you were thirty-eight years old, you looked like you were twenty-eight years old! At the age of forty-three, you are now like thirty-eight years old! In the past five years, you have indeed been a bit of a speeding mature, but, I think, it is by no means as serious as you say!"

"You know me, don't you?" Leng Yue looked at Xiaoyu with emotion: "You also understand my conflicts over the years, and you also understand my troubles, right?"

Her eyes quietly rested on Xiaoyu's face.

"Of course!"

Xiao Yu nodded deeply.

"But there is one thing that I still have a little confused to this day. She hesitated for a moment, but then said: "Since you don't like Li Min, then, why did you, who are so proud, resolutely marry him back then?

"What kind of account can it be?" Leng Yue smiled bitterly, "A confused account!" sigh, reminiscing about the past. "You should know Guo Jia, my first boyfriend, the negative person who went to the United States for further study and never returned. ”

"Uh-huh, of course I do. ”

"I still remember that not long after Guo Jia went abroad, we had dinner in the restaurant, and Li'er picked me about it, right?"

"Well, that's true. ”

"I was just sad and couldn't eat, and then left in a hurry, remembering that Li Min came out to accompany me. ”