Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

Looking at Wu Qingluo's deep sleep, Lin Minjia really didn't want to disturb her, so she gently walked out of the room and hung up the door. In such an instant, the corner of Wu Qingluo's eyes fell with crystal clear tears. This liquid, like crystal, seems to carry a lot of emotional complexity and sadness. No one knows, What kind of process should love go through at the beginning and at the end.

In fact, before Lin Minjia came in, Wu Qingluo woke up. She just didn't want to open her eyes to face the world. She knew that she didn't want to be honest with herself any more. The reality was too cruel. Maybe she needed a dream. The dream she made for herself was used to deceive herself and the world.

Wu Qingluo suddenly fell into a dream. He felt that he was just a temporary gain and a permanent loss. Some words are always hard to say, but they will be put on the table after all, like negotiations.

Lin Minjia went downstairs, explained some things to her aunt, and then left again. She didn't know how to face Wu Qingluo, but it seemed that she had chosen everything.

At the head of the cemetery, Lin Minjia just wanted to find a place to be quiet. He wanted to think about it. Over the years, did he make a mistake, or should he not be so persistent from the beginning?

The open landscape and vision seem to make people feel relaxed and happy, maybe suddenly enlightened. All the people living here are the souls in peace. This is a paradise for the soul. People who leave here will sleep forever, as if they have obtained eternal peace.

What can we have when people die? It's just a little bit of loess. It seems that it's sprinkled in the wind and there's no way back. It's more and more advocating environmental protection and sea burial. But this person will eventually leave a little memory. Maybe he can visit the Tomb every year and have a look at the picture of the immortal. Maybe you can sit here for the whole afternoon, and then say what you want to say to those who have passed away. I don't know whether they can hear it or not. No one knows what happens after this person's death. Maybe only when he dies can he understand what kind of feeling death is. People are always afraid of death, but no one knows, death, It's just a short-term understanding, but a long-term and essential understanding. No one knows, because the dead can't speak or express.

"Lolo, do you think I did it right?" Lin Minjia murmured to herself in front of the tombstone, as if she was a person who wanted to repent and was telling her pain.

"Lolo, I've been tired all these years, but when I think of you, these are nothing. I understand that it's my honor to meet you."

In this green tree, it seems that there are few people, only Lin Minjia, holding flowers, standing and complaining.

Everyone has an unspeakable past, including Lin Minjia, who is lost in front of him. It's Lin Minjia's secret, including Wu Qingluo. No one knows that Lin Minjia's most important concern is the people lying in the cold graveyard. The warm sun like smile on the photo seems to make people no longer feel cold, As if the world is warm, never a tragedy.

Such a girl is the woman Lin Minjia loves most. The past makes Lin Minjia feel that life seems to be fleeting. Without a fixed appearance, it seems that everything is unclear and love is indescribable. But life can be rubbed into various shapes. Sure enough, Lin Minjia seems to live for this person, Today, it's just to fulfill the long cherished wish of this life. It's just because of this firm belief that some people are doomed not to die in vain. Life is precious, and it's even more sad that they can't be independent. There are some things in this world, such as rich people and powerful people, It seems that they can control the world, bribe all the powerful people, and cover up the truth. Even if the people's heart is clear, but it is black, it can be painted white.

Thinking of the past, Lin Minjia felt cold. It seems to remind ourselves that we must be sober and we must not pity some people. What some people do is doomed to pay a price. It's not that we can escape. Maybe it's just a moment of calm. But no one knows whether there is a pair of eyes staring at us and supervising us.

Lin Minjia stood in front of the tombstone, like a carved stone statue, motionless. For this hard tombstone, it seemed that everything was cold. Sometimes, Lin Minjia thought, if it was himself who was lying in it, maybe the ending would be different, but it seemed that all this was destined by heaven? What can be reversed? Life can't, time can't, even a love, is just a false transaction, but even if it's regret, Lin Minjia won't shrink back, this must be his own way, nothing can be used to shrink back, love can be used to use, so, what is emotion?

The wind blows the leaves on the ground, as if there is a spiritual existence, as if to understand Lin Minjia's statement.

"Lolo, I know you are still there, I know you are by my side, I know your pain, over the years, I miss you so much, some things, I know, if you are here, I will not do, but I know, what hurt you, must hurt me, I will never let these people go, you can rest in peace, one day, I'll find you. "

Lin Minjia murmured to herself as if she had been infected with evil. Maybe what she said to herself was just to strengthen her belief. Life is just like this. It's just a kind of words. It's just a few words. What she believes is her self hypnosis.

The sky began to be overcast, as if it was going to change. Just now, it was still a clear sky, and now it was full of dark clouds. The face of the LORD was faster than turning a book. He said that he would change. He didn't even have an accurate weather forecast. So what do you want?

Lin Minjia doesn't have an umbrella. She doesn't seem to worry about rain at all. She doesn't worry about any unexpected situation. She seems to have collected everything in her heart. She doesn't feel that it can be eternal or unchangeable. Perhaps the biggest unchangeable thing in the world is that it is changing all the time. People are born in sports. What can be guessed? Perhaps only such unknowns can make people feel that life is fun, can't be guessed through, can change at will, and is not the same.

Sure enough, in less than two minutes, the sky began to rain. At the beginning, small raindrops fell and wetted Lin Minjia's coat. However, Lin Minjia didn't care at all, as if his coat was just a street stall. He didn't care at all, even if it was sulfuric acid, The rain began to dye the gray tombstone. It gradually slipped down the tombstone, like a tear, from the corner of the eye. It was crystal clear and beautiful, with pure light, which made Lin Minjia understand the meaning of life again.

"You don't forget it."

Lin Minjia's voice behind him is strange and familiar. It's been many years. I haven't heard such a voice for many years, but I'm looking forward to it.

"In those days, it was my fault. If I hadn't been willful, I wouldn't be so today."

Lin Minjia didn't look back to know who the man standing behind him was.

"Don't blame yourself. Lolo won't blame you. You are always the one she loves the most, the one she loves the most in her life. She won't be able to see you under the ground

It's a woman's voice. It's very mature. It seems that she has experienced many vicissitudes and strange things over the years. It seems that she has exploited all the changes a woman should have.

"But... I can't get through it all the time."

Lin Minjia held her cheek as if she had done something wrong. In fact, the feeling of admitting her mistake was not good at all. However, these sufferings must be borne. No one can share and bear them.

"Enough, have you not done enough over the years? Lin Minjia, I tell you, Lolo just wants you to have a good life and doesn't want you to do anything for her. It's a happy ending for you and her. "

The woman again exhorted, as if to understand the same process, why not take some people back?

"How are you all these years?" Lin Minjia finally looks back. The person standing in front of him is the one Lin Minjia guessed right. Wu Qingluo's best friend, Lu Zhijing.