The fast-traveling female partner fights back

Chapter 37 Floating Life Unstoppable Like a Dream

I like Moran.

I never got to know Mu Qiubai seriously until the third year of high school.

The relationship between Mo Lan and Mu Qiubai seems to be getting better, and Mu Qiubai's grades are also improving by leaps and bounds.

The transfer student Li Yin is not a cheap lamp, she is just a despicable villain who will do anything to achieve her own goals.

The glory in the world is often produced in sin, and she can sacrifice her conscience for the fame outside her body.

I have heard about the quarrels of "Fate of Three Worlds".

Lan Sen, Ji Shaoheng, Mu Qiubai, Li Yin.

For these boring past events, I just want to say:

"When you start your life tomorrow, if someone argues with you, you let him win. Winning and losing are just concepts in words. When you let the other party win, you don't lose anything. The so-called winning, he has What did you win? What did you get? The so-called loss, what did you lose? What did you lose?”

I also know that I will have nothing to do with Moran.

But the initial throbbing still tugged at my heart, clamoring and refusing to let go.

Later, I read this sentence in a book: "When you hold something in your hand, you can only have this thing. If you are willing to let go, you will have the opportunity to choose something else. If a person's heart is dead If he clings to his own ideas and refuses to let go, then his wisdom can only reach a certain level.”

I felt relieved when I saw it.

Maybe, I just mistook friendship for love.

Remember Lanson?

I'm with him.

We were in a college where I majored in philosophy and he majored in psychology.

Not long after school started, he received news of the deaths of Mu Qiubai and Ji Shaoheng.

He almost thought of committing suicide.

I just realized why he never had a girlfriend.

The same people from the end of the world, why do they know each other when they meet.

I can't remember how many nights, tears slipped between my fingers flipping through the paper; I can't remember how many candles, turned to ashes in my gaze.

Like the dead, I will hear the lingering sound of my commitment to life every moment, and feel that the passage of time is gradually diluting my youth and ignorance. I wish I was a fully wound clock, which circulates day and night Leave every moment of yourself enriched in it.

Moran, I would like to send you my last words of love:
If you are a blue sky, I would like to be the white clouds; if you are a flower, I would like to be the grass accompanying you; if you are a big tree, I would like to be the green leaves...

I sincerely hope that I can be a joyful note in your life and bring blessings to every minute of your life.

To be honest, I don't believe you can't see my affection.

It's just that you're ignoring it.

You are not willing to accept this ambiguous love, you just treat me as a friend.

Fortunately, though.

I have let go.

I think I'm in love with him.

He appeared in my world when I was most decadent and helpless.

I am confident that he will love me.It's just a matter of time.

The only thing that can wash away everything is tears, time is the time to pass feelings, the longer the time, the weaker the conflict, like tea that is constantly diluted.

We will accompany each other until we grow old, encouraging and trying to forget him in our hearts.

Time will pierce the gorgeousness and delicacy of youth.He will engrave parallel lines on the forehead of beauties; he will eat rare treasures, and he will be born beautiful, and nothing can escape his sweeping scythe.

If there is an afterlife, be a tree, stand for eternity, without sorrow and joy.

Half of it is peaceful in the soil, half of it is flying in the wind, half of it is in the shade, half of it is bathed in the sun, very silent and very proud, never relying on and never looking for.

If there is an afterlife, be a tree and guard the tree that you will never leave.

　Save the manuscript, save the manuscript.Say important things three times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)