In the huge courtyard, suddenly Lin Yuhan was the only one left, still standing there alone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She looked at Yang Xiaofeng's room hatefully. After a long time, he stomped his feet angrily, and planned to walk away directly, but when he walked to his door, he subconsciously stopped.

After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and pushed open his door.

It turned out that no matter what Yang Xiaofeng did to her, she couldn't ignore him after all.

In the room, Yang Xiaofeng was standing under the window with his hands in his hands. I don't know if I'm stunned, and I ignore the girl who walked in.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yuhan suddenly had the urge to run up and bite him a few times, but although she thought so in her heart, she finally endured it again, just snorted coldly, and sat down heavily in front of the table with a very negative attitude.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly said very inappropriately: "Why do you bother?"

The girl was already angry, but when she heard Yang Xiaofeng say this, she suddenly said angrily: "I want you to take care of it."

Yang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Why do you want to act with Tang Yunfei to show me?"

Lin Yuhan shouted: "What's the matter, I want to, can't I?"

Yang Xiaofeng didn't say a word again.

Lin Yuhan couldn't help but slap the table anymore, jumped to his feet and said, "What do you mean by not talking, pretending to be dumb?"

Yang Xiaofeng finally turned around and walked over, looked at the girl, and said with a light smile: "You did this, but you just wanted to prove it in your heart, but what do you want to prove?"

Lin Yuhan hung his head instantly, as if tears had flashed in his eyes, and said in a condensed voice: "I just want to see how much you care about me occasionally."

Yang Xiaofeng raised his head, was silent for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "I said a long time ago, if I am not Yang Xiaofeng, and you are not Lin Yuhan, then it should be ......."

Lin Yuhan also raised his head suddenly, staring at the man in front of him with burning eyes, and almost roared and shouted: "There are no ifs in life, and I don't want any ifs." What if I'm Lin Yuhan, what's not Lin Yuhan, who am I, who are you, does it really matter"?

Yang Xiaofeng had nothing to say anymore. He slowly turned away from the girl. After all, it only left her with an indifferent back.

Lin Yuhan looked at Yang Xiaofeng in a daze, and tears finally quietly overflowed his eyes.

Love is the strongest and sweetest emotion in the world, but the person who is infatuated in her heart, why did she bring it to her, but it was always just sad.

Between him and her, it seemed that there was only silence forever, silence for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yuhan couldn't support it anymore, turned around and ran out in a low cry.

A tear was gently slid down from her cheeks by the cold wind, as if it was the girl's infatuation that was scattered all over the ground.

Lin Yuhan ran back to his room crying. The originally hot tears were blown by the night wind, and they were immediately so cold that even their hearts seemed to be cold.

But she couldn't care about wiping it for a long time. Even if the remaining cold tears can be wiped away, as long as the heart is broken, even if the tears are wiped away, new tears will continue to overflow, and at that time, how can they be wiped away.

It turns out that although tears flow from the eyes, the source of tears is the human heart.

Therefore, even if you can wipe away the tears on your face temporarily, what about the wounds in your heart, how can you mend the wounds in your heart.

So, Lin Yuhan cried silently and threw himself on the bed. He covered his face with a quilt and began to cry loudly.

Yang Xiaofeng was in the room next to the girl. At this moment, he could hear the girl's cry.

Maybe he didn't hear it, so he stood there indifferently, not even moving a half-step.

Or perhaps, he had clearly heard it, and he heard it clearly, but he had just pretended not to hear it.

Actually, he can't be blamed. Because whether he heard it or didn't hear it, what a difference there is.

Even if he heard it, what could he do?

He couldn't do anything because he couldn't change anything at all.

Although his man is here, his heart is no longer in himself. He's still him, but he's not been him anymore. In other words, he is no longer the same person he once was.

Before, he knew his heart very well, he also knew what he wanted, although he chose a path with no end, he knew where the end was. Although he walked slowly, he was not lost.

Although he also stalled, he was not confused, and he had a direction at that time.

Guardianship or revenge. No matter what he was going to do, he always knew what he was living for.

But now, what is he living for? Those who swore to guard their lives either died or scattered. Now, what is left of him?

"From today onwards, you and I will break off our love and righteousness, and we will never have anything to do with each other again."

It's obviously what I said myself, but why is my heart so painful when I think about it?

I don't know if I will see Luo Qingxue again in the future, I guess not. But in case, if they meet again, how should he choose?

Sometimes he feels really ridiculous. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't let go of an enemy's daughter?

Moreover, there is obviously a woman around her who treats her so sincerely, why is she still thinking about the old person in the past.

But it's just an old thing in the passing years, why can't you choose to forget?

Is he too amorous, or is he too ruthless, or is he just a little nostalgic.

He just wants to be content with the status quo and just want to try to live the current life, but why does fate always break his peaceful life again and again.

He just wants to quietly guard the people and things he cares about, but God has pushed him to the cusp of fate again and again, and even the brink of death.

Fate has never given anyone a chance to choose, and he is certainly no exception.

He didn't want to fight against fate, but he had to.

This is the helplessness of his life!

Gradually, the crying in the next room became much quieter, and after a while, it finally stopped. Presumably the girl was a little tired after crying for a while.

When Yang Xiaofeng pushed the door open, the lights in the room were still on. Lin Yuhan was lying on the bed with his clothes, and he didn't cover the quilt, but he was already asleep.

The girl curled up, her brows furrowed slightly, maybe a little cold.

Yang Xiaofeng had no choice but to step forward, hesitated for a moment, took off the girl's boots, moved the girl's body to the middle of the bed, and pulled the quilt over to cover her.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of a few crystal teardrops on the girl's cheeks.

Seeing this, he only felt a heartache for no reason.

He suddenly thought about whether he was a big murderer in his life, otherwise, why did the people around him never have a good result.

Mother, sister, Luo Qingxue, and the woman in front of her.

One by one, they are all because of him, dead and sad.

"Hey, hey......".

He smiled bitterly. Yang Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's cheeks. got up, blew out the candle, shook his head and sighed, and went out lightly.

Night, silent.

This night, it seems that even the sleepless people in the past have quietly fallen asleep.