Why does she feel like she is reborn and I will confess my feelings?

The boy's heart, already dead, completely dead.

The tone was strong and loud, listening to Dai Jingjing's ears.

Dai Jingjing just raised her head, hot tears, and looked at him like waves.

Thinking of the past, her heart tingled.

Before, she heard her parents quarrel and said something like this.

"I'm going to use your attitude towards me, and in turn towards you, you can't stand it for a day. This

is what Dai Jingjing's mother, Li Yueru, said to Dai Tianhe when she was angry.

At that time, she didn't quite understand what her mother meant by this.

Now, looking at the disheartened big boy in front of her, she understood.

"Mo ......"

Dai Jingjing wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't say it.

And after Song Zimo finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to her anymore, shook off her hand, and left with his feet up.

There was no looking back.

Leave Dai Jingjing a sad, lonely, lonely back.

Dai Jingjing squatted on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably.

She covered her mouth with her hands to keep herself from crying.

At this moment, she really understood.

I have unconsciously fallen in love with this "licking dog" in my previous life.

This kind of liking is not anger and unwillingness, not Xi habits, and not revenge...... Rather, I like it for no reason.

It's just that his heart is dead, and he has decided to let go.

As her best friend Jiang Xiaoru said.

You do it, you keep doing

it, and when you run away, you wait to cry.

Crying...... But...... It seems like I'll never come back.

On

the other side, Song Zimo shook off Dai Jingjing's hand and left, and before he went far, there was a sound of a car horn in his ears.

Hearing the voice, Song Zimo turned his head to look and found that it was Luo Xijun.

"Sister Luo, how did you come out......"

The scene in front of you is familiar.

It's just that the people in the car in front of him have changed from Wang Shuangyi to Luo Xijun.

"Get in the car.

Luo Xijun didn't speak, but just hooked his chin slightly at Song Zimo and motioned for him to get in the car.

Song Zimo was silent and sat in the car.

Leaned back in his chair and did not speak.

Luo Xijun, who was driving the car, did not speak.

It's just that her beautiful eyes turn her head to look at him from time to time.

"I just saw Dai Qianjin squatting there crying, it was very sad, it seems that I really like you...... You are a big boy, can't you accommodate it?"

"You have to know that a girl like Dai Qianjin, who has grown up in the pampering of her parents since she was a child, is arrogant, rude, and has a bad temper, which is relatively normal.

"People, maturity is a process, and only after experiencing something truly thrilling and unforgettable, will you truly mature.

Finally, Luo Xijun spoke first.

It seems that she stood in Dai Jingjing's position and persuaded Song Zimo.

"You were in the bar that night, didn't you ask me what I would choose between Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai in "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

"I replied to you at the time, I don't want to take care of other people's emotions, and I don't want to be taken care of by others......"

was silent for a while.

Song Zimo finally took a deep breath, looked up at the window, and said slowly.

"Alas.

Luo Xijun's expression froze, and she sighed and didn't say anything.

Two people who have the same fate.

If it were to be replaced by herself, what would she choose?

Luo Xijun didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

There are some things that happen to others, and we can all see them clearly.

However, once it happens to me, I can't see it clearly.

For example, Li Yanyan, a moment ago, told Song Zimo not to be tempted by those women who can't be controlled.

As a result, the next moment, she cried to death because the green wolf was leaving.

Man.

Nothing has happened to us, we have not experienced the pain and loneliness, we, as spectators, are not qualified to comment.

"Sister Luo, I want to go to the rooftop to blow the wind. In

the car, there was a long silence again.

I don't know how long it took, Song Zimo suddenly said to Luo Xijun who was driving the car.

"Aren't you afraid of heights?"

Luo Xijun looked at him with a stunned expression and full of surprise.

Song Zimo didn't speak, still silent.

"Okay, I'll accompany you.

Luo Xijun didn't ask again, and nodded.

Half an hour later, the two returned to Luo Xijun's residence and came to the edge of the rooftop guardrail.

It's the same as last night.

The only difference is that Song Zimo also sat outside the guardrail.

Looking at the brightly lit sea of clouds, this was the first time that Song Zimo had looked directly at the city so seriously.

"You see, we're obviously different...... But each other has bitterness, loneliness, sadness and regret, as if they see another self from each other.

"This world is really amazing...... Originally, it was just someone in the bar to accompany the drink, but they met in this way.

"Although, I've only known each other for almost two days, but I always have a feeling that we've known each other for a long, long time......"

Luo Xijun was already depressed, but she was fine during the day, at least she was busy with so many things, and she didn't think about it so much.

But every night, when I let go of everything, dragged my tired body, and returned home like a walking corpse, that feeling of loneliness and sadness would hit like a tide.

For example, now, sitting next to Song Zimo, accompanying Song Zimo to look at the night sky and the city.

Blowing the evening breeze, she felt a little lonely and sad in her heart for no reason.

Those who have passed away are also often crossed by their minds.

But what is different from before is that I ...... It seems that I have found someone who can tell the loneliness in my heart.

"We've known each other for a long, long time...... Just, in another way. When

he just went upstairs, Song Zimo bought two bottles of liquor from the supermarket at the door.

He didn't drink very well, and after not much drinking, he was dizzy and spoke a little incoherently.

Luo Xijun turned his head and looked at it, shaking his head, feeling that he was drunk and talking nonsense.

After a while, Song Zimo couldn't hold it anymore, his head fell on Luo Xijun's shoulder, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Xijun sat there, letting Song Zimo lean on, her beautiful eyes still looking at the night sky.

The night is getting deeper.

The city of thousands of lights is gradually darkening.

Only the street lamps on both sides of the road were still lit yellow.

It seems that the whole world is only the two of them.

Finally, Luo Xijun retracted her gaze and turned her head to look at Song Zimo, who was leaning forward and sleeping.

Have you forgotten it? Have you let it

go?

Still, don't dare to face it......

A boy who used to be afraid of heights is now sitting on the edge of this rooftop dozens of stories high.

How depressed and uncomfortable is this...... That's what I do.

"What a bastard, am I depressed, or are you depressed? You let me, a girl with depression, take care of you in turn? It's a ...... you can do

."