liu heart

Chapter 553 The small note written down by the brush
Luo Jinyi seized the opportunity to tease Li Xiangqi: "Haha, it seems that you have a lot to learn from your old university.

Don't look at people who fall in love after you, they still sprinkle sugar to catch up with you! "

Li Xiangqi nodded in admiration: "That's right, the boss is the boss after all!"

Zuo Liuxuan punched Li Xiangqi, and said to several people: "Come on, don't deny it, I used to eat less candy from you."

"Then the sugar we sprinkled is not as sweet as the boss, hahaha." Li Xiangqi laughed to himself before he finished speaking.

Luo Jinyi followed suit, and the atmosphere in the conference room became more relaxed.

The atmosphere here in Lingxin is still dignified.

With the pen in her hand, she stared straight at the note, as if she was about to stare at a flower.

Just now she thought that she could write the beginning of a paragraph eloquently, but when she really wrote it, it was as if she was stuck and unable to write.

So there was only one horizontal line on the note, and there was no other ink.

Inexplicably feel so sad!
After sitting there for a while, Lingxin got up and poured a glass of water, took a sip, and sat back at the table again.

She said to herself, you can't do this anymore, this is the path you choose, no matter how difficult it is, you have to go on.

At least your plan is going well.

So I rubbed my hands and gave myself a dry wash.

After washing, pick up the pen again and start writing.

I don't know when a poem I saw jumped out of my mind and appeared in my pen.

Thousands and thousands of tears flow, making people even more sad and heartbroken.

This sentence can be regarded as a portrayal of her psychology at the moment.

There were no tears on her face, it was because the tears were almost dried up.

But the tears in my heart are still dripping, almost drowning my heart.

As for the intestines, I have long since broken my worries.

After writing this sentence, Lingxin picked up the water glass and took another sip of water, then continued writing.

Jinshui Tangtang, and Jun Chang Jue!

From now on, don't regain love, love and love!

The Yellow Crane never came back, and Yun Shen left.

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First, it's best not to meet each other, so you can't fall in love.

The second best is not knowing each other, so can not Acacia.

Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so you can not owe each other.

Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

Fifth, it is best not to love each other, so you can not abandon each other.

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From the beginning of the first line of the poem, she suddenly became enlightened.

The poems in my mind are even more like an appointment, like the water of the gate, hula la gushes out.

Biting his lip, he just buried his head and wrote down.

It seemed that she wanted to persuade herself with the words she wrote, so she wrote very hard, piercing the back of the paper in several places.

A post-it note was filled with writing, but she crumpled it into a ball and wrote on another.

Soon there were more balls of paper piled up on the desk.

Just kneading it into a ball while writing like this, I was almost wasting the old thick note paper.

Seeing that there was only the last one left, Lingxin stopped writing.

Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, but he was speechless.

Those verses didn't seem to dry the dampness in her heart.

She fell into a daze for the second time, as if each person, a piece of paper and a pile of paper balls were still.

It wasn't until the phone's alarm rang that Lingxin broke the silence in the room.

She grabbed the phone and turned off the alarm, it was getting late, maybe Zuo Liuxuan was already on his way back.

So it's time for her to end her grief alone.

Exhaling a breath, Lingxin thought for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote on the last piece of note paper.

As I write, I meditate in my heart:

Zuo Liuxuan, if you can see this note, you will know my heart.

Soon there was a new line of words on the note, the font was elegant.

After writing, she folded and folded the note into a small square.

(End of this chapter)