Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head, turned around, and turned his back to Lin Yuhan again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was silence for a long time, and when he looked up again, the tenderness in his eyes was no longer to be found, and was replaced by complete indifference.

Again, he buried his tenderness deeply.

Again, he hid in the icy darkness.

Looking at Yang Xiaofeng's back, Lin Yuhan suddenly smiled. She took a deep breath and stared deeply at him from behind, and then, she smiled, tearfully in her eyes.

As tears rolled down her cheeks, the corners of her lips rose slightly, revealing a very reluctant, reluctant smile.

Still, she laughed. Even though she was in tears, she was still smiling.

"It's late at night, ......", Yang Xiaofeng's indifferent words finally came into her ears again.

"Yes, it's late at night", Lin Yuhan nodded with a smile.

Yang Xiaofeng looked up into the distance, and was stunned again.

The sky is boundless, and the sky is like ink. It turned out that the light was really too far away from him.

I thought my heart had been calmed down, but it seemed to ...... Once again, it seemed to be lost in this endless darkness.

"It's too cold outside......", Yang Xiao didn't look back, and his cold tone seemed to be a little colder than this cold winter night. He said coldly, even a little repulsively: "You go in first."

Lin Yuhan smiled bitterly: "I'm not cold."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't talk again.

He stood there as if he had forgotten the existence of the woman behind him.

A faint smile froze on Lin Yuhan's face.

A cold wind blew, making her weak body shiver.

The tears that remained on her cheeks had not yet dried, and there seemed to be new tears flashing in the corners of her eyes. She endured the torment in her heart and stopped looking at him, but how could she bear it.

Lin Yuhan looked at the man in front of him with teary eyes, and his back seemed to gradually become blurred.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng was standing within reach of her hand.

There was obviously nothing between her and him, but Lin Yuhan suddenly felt that the distance between her and him was so far away.

The distance of a few steps was like a bottomless chasm, cutting her out of his world forever.

She was at one end of the chasm, and Yang Xiaofeng was on the other end of her reach.

But in fact, he has always been in front of her.

"You say, will it be a sunny day tomorrow?"

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly asked lightly.

Lin Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and for a while he couldn't understand why he would ask such an inexplicable question, and frowned: "What"?

"I mean, tomorrow is going to be a sunny day"?

Lin Yuhan still didn't understand what he meant, but he still replied: "Maybe, it's been raining for several days recently, isn't it just sunny tonight."

Yang Xiaofeng said lightly: "In other words, do you think tomorrow will be a sunny day"?

Lin Yuhan nodded and said, "Yes." But it's not that I think, but I believe that tomorrow will be an extremely warm and sunny day."

"But I think there will be heavy rain tomorrow...... Yang Xiaofeng's voice doesn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations. He still looked into the distance, as if facing the endless night, and as if facing someone in the distance, and said lightly: "Or, I hope it will rain heavily tomorrow."

Lin Yuhan was distracted for a while.

She seemed to understand some of his words, so she immediately smiled sadly.

Yang Xiaofeng also seemed to hear her laughing, but he didn't see the sadness she mixed with in the depths of her smile, downright sad.

Looking at Yang Xiaofeng's back, the lonely and sad man reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly, Lin Yuhan completely understood.

"But I think it's going to rain again tomorrow, or I hope it will rain again tomorrow."

Did he say:

After leaving Luo Qingxue, his heart has never been clear. In other words, there is no day when Luo Qingxue is gone, and from now on, there will never be a sunny day in his life......."

"Haha......", she could only endure the tearing pain in her heart and laughed bitterly.

In a trance, Lin Yuhan was distracted again. Just when she was out of her mind, Yang Xiaofeng had already turned around and slowly walked towards the house.

When he passed by Lin Yuhan's side, he didn't even look at her again.

He was originally a very emotional person, but why did he behave so coldly and ruthlessly towards Lin Yuhan?

Sometimes, even Yang Xiaofeng himself can't figure out whether he is an amorous person or a ruthless person.

It is true that he has always attached great importance to feelings, but perhaps, it is only for a certain person.

He is affectionate, but never abusive.

"Brother Yang......", suddenly, Lin Yuhan stopped Yang Xiaofeng again. She turned around, still looking at him so gently, but there was a faint glitter in her eyes, as if she was hesitating something. But after a few moments, she finally asked softly, "You're going to leave sooner or later......."

Her tone was still so gentle, and she was even smiling on her face, but what about her heart?

Perhaps, she has long lost her heart.

Her heart was already broken.

It was completely shattered.

"Is that right......"?

After a long time, she asked the last question in her heart uncertainly.

She looked at him, and for the first time, she began to doubt herself a little.

From beginning to end, she was a girl who always believed in herself. But in front of him, she suddenly didn't even have the slightest self-confidence, not at all.

Yang Xiaofeng's footsteps paused slightly, and a few complicated expressions flashed on his expressionless face. For a moment, he seemed a little hesitant, even more hesitant.

However, after a slight pause, he finally walked away resolutely.

Still the same as before, he didn't say anything after all.

He left in front of Lin Yuhan without looking back, and cut off all the ties in this way. Seems...... It's like there's no nostalgia for the woman behind her.

No, since then, everything she has had nothing to do with him.

Lin Yuhan's gaze followed closely behind him, as if a gentle hand was pulling weakly, but it was in vain after all. She could only watch in vain as he walked away from her eyes.

How much infatuation, how much tenderness. In the end, he still couldn't pull him away after all.

Until Yang Xiaofeng stepped into the room, Lin Yuhan was still looking at his back as he left.

There was a "bang", and the door was closed.

Again, he disappeared from her view.

What stood between him and her was nothing more than a thin wooden door. The distance between him and her seemed to be as far away as a thousand mountains and rivers.

Perhaps, this wooden door is not only Lin Yuhan's sight, but also all her feelings for him.

Lin Yuhan's pale face seemed to have a stiff smile.

Gradually, there was another gust of cold wind.

The cold wind blew Lin Yuhan's waist-length hair, and the purple clothes began to flutter slowly with the wind. In the long bleak night, until, the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed silently again.

The wind seemed to be a little stronger again, and her body couldn't help but shiver. For the first time, she felt a strong sense of helplessness and loneliness.

It turned out that what she had was always just a helpless heart.

It was also the first time that she felt the cold wind of winter, which was so cold and biting.

Isn't it that this winter, the climate is exceptionally cold?

I don't know how long later, Lin Yuhan finally curled up, slowly squatted on the ground, and began to sobb silently.

The night was very quiet.

The cold wind whimpered and blew gently through the porch.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned against the door frame, his face was cold, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.

It was warm in the room and the candlelight was bright. In the middle of the room is a pair of elaborate rattan chairs, against the wall, and a large comfortable bed. It's just that Yang Xiaofeng didn't sit, and he didn't want to sleep.

After a long time, he looked out the window again.

The simple and elegant lattice windows, the window frames are a little old, but the window screens are newly mounted.

Lights were streaming through the freshly pasted curtains, as if time had been cut into countless pieces. Is it that people's hearts have also been deeply scarred by the fragments of time.

Yang Xiaofeng's gaze was looking out through the lattices between the windows.

On a cold winter night, the dark sky was misty.

Even his heart seemed to have become confused.

Who knows what kind of vicissitudes are hidden in those cracks in the heart.

The memories of the past are not blurred after all?

But why, he still can't forget the figure in white clothes like snow in the deepest part of his heart.

It turns out that despite the passage of time, although the memory has begun to fade, some of the past will never be diluted by time.

Is it that some people and some things have long been carved into their bones and melted into their souls, and they will never fade away with yesterday.

Yang Xiaofeng quietly looked at the night in the distance, until, until a long time later, Lin Yuhan's sour whisper came from outside.

It seemed to be choking, more like crying, and I only heard her say astringently: "Brother Yang, if you really want to leave, please give me a reason to die......

Her tone was as if she was pleading.

After a long time, he continued, "Okay......"?

Yang Xiaofeng did not speak. Could it be that he didn't hear clearly?

However, why did his body tremble involuntarily.

Maybe it was too cold at night, so that Lin Yuhan was so cold that his voice was a little stiff.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and said firmly: "If you can't make me completely die, then I will always follow you, always follow you."

Yang Xiaofeng only smiled bitterly.

After a long time, I only heard her say intermittently: "If that's the case, when you want to leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but keep you."

Yang Xiaofeng finally turned around and found that Lin Yuhan was already standing outside the door at some point.

Through the thin wooden door in front of them, he and she looked at each other. It's just that he couldn't see the expression on her face after all.

And what about her heart?

Her heart, will he understand?

"A reason to die ......", Yang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

Since I have never been tempted by you in the slightest, why do you want me to give you a reason not to stay?

The night is deeper and the wind is colder.

In such a bleak and mottled long night, how many people are still suffering together.

And many of them don't even know why they stay together.

Is it just for that helpless tomorrow.

At the same time, he also wants to ask one last question, will tomorrow be a sunny day?