Yi Yang Qianxi the other shore fleeting song Weiyang

Chapter 30 camouflage. Camouflage
{Some people's love is like Zhang Ailing said

When I met you, I became very low, very low, low to the dust

but my heart is still happy
and a flower bloomed there

That kind of love is mixed with grievance
Press down and puff up again and again}.
The day before I left, I went to many, many places, alone.

I just walked quietly with my earphones on, and walked through many places that I have been to.

The place where we met for the first time was the library, I still remember, always remember.

I still have the scene of that day, and the scenes echoed in my mind, just like what happened yesterday.

If it was really yesterday, how wonderful it would be.

"Excuse me, classmate. May I sit across from you?"

Wet hair, but nearly half of it was wet by the rain. The white T-shirt and black ripped pants just came into my eyes, but he was still very handsome, a very clean boy, really seductive

Dude, you're so rude

Just like that, it slipped into my heart when I couldn't wait.

It would be great if this scene really happened yesterday.

It's a pity that it has been more than 1000 days since this day happened, and I can still vividly remember it.

It's been more than 1000 days, so fast.

I have liked that handsome fool for more than 1000 days.

From the second year of junior high school to the second year of high school, it was very fast.

But it's also tough.

You said, how can I be willing to leave, how can I be willing to leave.

How important you are to me, you don't know and you won't know.

You just know that your dye is very important to you, very important, very important.

Yes, I already have dye in my heart, how can I be tolerated.

Look, I'm being silly again.

The night before I left, I took the last bus alone for a long time.

The bus stopped and stopped along the way, and before I knew it, more than half of the people on the bus had already left one after another.

Like a passer-by, I am a passer-by, an inconspicuous little passer-by in the old life, a supporting role with no acting skills, singing my own one-man show in the corner
There is no light stage, no one sympathizes, only strange eyes are cast, there is no audience, and no audience is needed.

After all, I'm just a supporting role without acting skills, so I don't dare to expect too much.

All I want is him, from the beginning to the end I only want him, Yi Yang Qianxi.

With him, the rest of my life is enough.

But I foolishly thought that he would accompany me all the time.

Foolishly, I couldn't tell whether it was friendship or that unclear love.

However, these are not important now.

It's so old, it doesn't make any sense to say anything now, does it?
In his eyes, what is my trivial liking?
However, my liking is no less than his liking for Ranran, and no less than Ranran's liking for him.

As soon as I got off the bus, a chill hit me, and I sneezed several times in a row. I pulled up my unbuttoned coat and scratched my hair, which was blown tousled by the wind.
The end, this time I sat alone to the end, without you.

The end point is actually meaningless to me, but why do I have to sit until the end point?

Because I like to have a beginning and an end.

Maybe, my liking for him will no longer last forever.

It's okay, I know.

Unrequited love will not have good results, I have thought of it since the day I fell in love with you.

Handsome fool, I won't blame you.

How can I be willing to blame you?You are a handsome fool, and you are the cheater that I miss so much.

That day, I walked along the lake for a long time alone.

The folk song "Anhe Bridge" has been played on a loop for a long time in the earphones
.
Let me watch you again from south to north

Like eyes blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road

please tell me that day again

The girl holding the box and the man wiping sweat

i know those summers

like youth can't come back
What can replace dreams can only be reluctant

——Anhe Bridge
This is a folk song that she has liked for a long time, a ballad that she has heard many times, and a ballad that has spent countless nights with her.

This song has been through too much with her, the only one that can witness how much she likes cheating.

However, only she knows.

In his opinion, it's just a folk song, an ordinary ballad, nothing special, that's all.

Look, I'm being silly again.

How dare you hope that the old man can understand me?
Where does the courage come from?

　"I only hope that later you will be happy

　　 That's what I want later
　　 Later we are still walking
　　 Just not side by side anymore"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)