It records nearly 300 days after she left, which is his voice diary.

Li Qiyu, your third day. Good morning, open your eyes and start thinking about you. 】

Bo Yeyuan sat on the stone edge of the fountain pool and waited all night, and the church clock rang the hour every hour.

He didn't feel tired at all. Compared with the endless waiting time in that year, he was at least happy tonight. Even the death penalty had a deadline.

[I'm used to smelling you, holding you to sleep Insomnia for a week, nervous tension. 】

Bo Yeyuan waited for another whole day. He sat in the same position, motionless, like a stone sculpture integrated with a fountain. The whole square is under martial law. No one walks around, only the brilliant spray of water spray, and the candles have been burned and dried up.

Bo Yeyuan narrowed his eyes, the happiness in his blood began to stagnate, like a mixture of poison into it, slowly eroding him with time.

He was frail after cutting his wrists. He stayed in the cold wind of the square all day and began to have a low fever in the middle of the night.

You've been away for ten days, like a year. I never know what it's like to miss you. I'm very big in the world without you, but every inch is a redundant place! 】

it began to rain in the middle of the night.

"Young master, go back! You've been waiting for a day or two If you had, Miss Li Rick carried a big black umbrella. He didn't eat any food and didn't let any extra people stand in the way. Every time Rick came, he would tell him to get out of the way.

Bo Yeyuan was covered with rain all over his body. His eyes were as dark as he had been hollowed out. He lifted the pistol rigidly: "get out."

[today, I forgot my way home from the company. When I drove to the suburbs, I remembered that I had gone too far. The doctor said that I even began to grow old, and I can't remember anything except thinking about you. Tut, Li Qiyu, originally miss a person can be so attentive, you don't roll back, I'm afraid I will become senile dementia Day 68. 】

Bo Yeyuan breathed heavily and held the music box in his hand, so heavy that his hand could not be raised any more.

There was a trace of childish stubbornness in the corners of his lips, which slowly opened up and became a sneer of self mockery. In the rain, his handsome face was pale and strange.

In the third month you left, I couldn't find the meaning of survival except for work. It is said that diverting attention will make time pass quickly, Li Qiyu, I miss you. 】

Li Qiyu has been living in Bincheng this year, living with beitangfeng. She really wondered why he never came back to see him. He has a lot of her photos, looking at her in the dark, she is alive and full of vigor and vitality, without him, she is also very good!

I see you in the emperor's shopping mall. You haven't changed anything, but I feel old. I look decadent and untidy in the window, and then I remember how long I haven't looked in the mirror. The 108th day. I'm afraid I'm getting old too soon if you don't come back. 】

suddenly, at the end of the square, a woman's figure was standing, and Li Qiyu's red lips were drawn up in a beautiful nightmare

Bo Yeyuan's heart beat heavily. He kept a posture for a long time. His legs almost folded when he stood up.

He approached her rigidly, his cold lips pulled up a smile: "Qiyu You're here at last... "

A will wipe the figure into the arms, the big palm only caught the rain air, nothing. It's not her.

His feet were empty and he rolled down the steps of the square.

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