Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 198

That was the fetter that I could not give up for so long.

Gu Xicheng, I can't sit beside you sadly, I can't sit sadly beside you all the time.

She quietly flipped through the photos of the old city that she had secretly taken, her beautiful face.With maroon eyes, the two buttons of the shirt are habitually unbuttoned, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the sleeves are often rolled up to the crook of the arm.Even just sitting casually, it looks like a pleasing scenery.

That person used to be the whole of her life, she laughed for him and cried for him.

Good tears, bad tears, I have shed for you, moved and sad are reasons.However, after you stopped loving me, the remaining tears flowed slowly.

It's a song I've heard before, then, Gu Xicheng, are my tears all bad tears?
No one can give her an answer.That person was lying on the other side of the sea, his face was pale, and his heartbeat was weak, as if he would leave this world at any time.

She looked at page by page, the photo she took desperately many years ago, the posture used to be a bit like a paparazzi.Tirelessly, take photos of his profile or back.

So much so that in the later days, whenever I think of Gu Xicheng, what comes to mind is that beautiful side face.Three points of gentleness, three points of indifference, and three points of alienation.

A photo album can be finished in a short time, a thick book can be finished in a while, and the memories that follow are like a raging wave, almost obliterating oneself .

The tears on his face have dried, and his face has become dry.Mo Xuan got up and put the album back, but her eyes touched the album of wedding photos. On the screen, two people stood on the grass, looking so beautiful.Her fingers slowly caressed the two people on the cover, and finally stopped on Gu Xicheng's beautiful face. After a long time, she withdrew her hand and put the things away.Still use the small lock that I use to lock the drawer.

Lying back on the bed again, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.The mind is so chaotic, and the heart always seems to be pressed there.

Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, Mo Xuan finally sat up, approved a sweater, and went out. Her steps were very light, so as not to wake up Ji Yan who was sleeping in the room.

Walking into the living room on the second floor, Mo Xuan squatted down and found a disc, which was "If? Love" by Chen Kexin.She curled up on the sofa, hugged the pillow quietly, and looked at the handsome face of Takeshi Kaneshiro on the TV screen.For ten years, he could never forget that every year, he would go back to the dirty basement to wait for that woman's return.Every year, they return empty-handed.

Listening to his stubborn waiting in the old tape recorder, Mo Xuan felt more and more hollow in her heart.

A black figure gradually approached her, but she was still unaware, quietly watching the TV screen, and most stupidly squeezed tightly.His eyes were bright and bright, as if tears would gush out at any moment.

Seeing her appearance, the man sighed and sat down beside her.

Only then did Mo Xuan turn her head, and looked at the mixed-race face beside her, with a straight nose and blue eyes.She just glanced at him lightly, then turned her head to look at the TV screen.

Takeshi Kaneshiro's voice came into her ears, "19, December NO.[-], you didn't come back. Old Sun, where are you? Come back. I thought I would be better after a year, but I'm not the same, how can time pass so slowly..."

"November [-]. Two years. Two years. Can you come back once, just once. I promise you I won't keep you. You can go. OK?"

"In December [-], I felt that I was better. I came back this year, and I didn't feel so uncomfortable. Looking at this bed, I have some memories, but it doesn't hurt that much. It turns out that it is not too difficult to forget you."

"October [-], [-], did you die? Why didn't you come back? You are greedy for vanity, I don't want to see you again, you go to die, I hate you, I hate you."

Mo Xuan quietly listened to his stubborn and broken despair, which came from the old tape recorder, her eyes were wide open, her face was as calm as water, her eyes were downcast, and she couldn't see the emotion in her eyes clearly.Li Ao felt a slight pain in his heart as he grabbed the pillow with all his strength.

Li Ao looked sideways at her, and after a long time, he said, "Go to sleep." His voice was not high, but there was a hint of comfort in it.

"I can't sleep." Mo Xuan suddenly said in a low voice, but her eyes were still on the screen, her small body shrunk into the sofa and seemed smaller and smaller.The light on the screen reflected in the living room, making her face look a little unreal.

Li Ao leaned back and sank into the sofa, "Then count the sheep." With a joking tone.But Mo Xuan didn't get any answer, she still looked at the TV screen intently.

After a long time, she suddenly said in a low voice, "Your sister, were you sad when you left?" She said it word by word in a faint voice, and the word "leave" was already trembling.

Are you sad?Li Ao was startled, turned his head to look at Mo Xuan, "Yeah." The voice seemed to come from his nose, Weng Weng's. "If you're sad, it's better to vent it. If you want to cry, just cry." His voice was soft and warm.

"Why are you crying?" Mo Xuan suddenly retorted, "Alright, what's there to cry about?" She acted nonchalantly.But the knuckles of the fingers turned white from the exertion.

"Just be stubborn." Li Ao stretched out his hand and patted her on the head, "Aren't women supposed to cry at times like this? Then he asked pitifully, can you lend me your shoulder? Why don't you have any flair at all?" Woolen cloth?"

Hearing this, Mo Xuan glared at him, "I'm just not emotional, what's the matter? Then you still come here? I don't welcome you." After a pause, she still added dissatisfiedly, "I see my TV, what are you talking about? You have nothing to do and go back to your room." The tone of the speech was very aggressive, but the purpose was to drive away the sudden emptiness and grief in my heart.

Seeing her appearance, Li Ao was slightly stunned, then regained his senses, and smiled softly, "Women should be softer. You are too fierce like this." While talking, he reached out and touched her cheeks Face.



(End of this chapter)