Chapter 1743

Later,

It really opens a flower in time. The plum blossom fragrance is clear and clean. It seems to have a special taste. The faint flower fragrance is like a unique memory.

The cold wind blew bleakly. He stood alone in the endless snow and stared at the plum blossoms.

That winter, that cave.

Jun Zhan will never forgive himself all his life,

It was the little hamster who died himself. On his hand, Jun Zhan watched the little hamster's breath gradually weak. Jun Zhan was so helpless. He saw that the little hamster was clearly covered with blood, but he also touched Jun Zhan's fingertips to comfort his master not to be sad.

Jun Zhan can't imagine the original picture,

At that time, its only hope was him, but he forced it to wait all night, stunned and delayed.

If he hadn't brought it out, if he hadn't waited all night, if he had found the cave earlier, maybe it wouldn't die

At that time, Jun Zhan's hands were shaking badly, and his body holding the little hamster was still cold.

Regret, heartache.

Jun Zhan can never forgive himself. He owes it.

Jun Zhan alone took the wine pot, so he leaned back against the tree trunk and looked at a light splashing in the sky. The snow was falling in succession and lost his eyes. Jun Zhan seemed to see the man's wanton smile in an instant.

He was stunned, his eyes stared at the picture, stretched out his hand, his fingertips curled up slightly, and carefully touched the picture, but his fingertips passed through the air and didn't touch anything. After all, it was just vain.

Jun Zhan smiled low. His smile was hoarse, like laughing at himself and the world

In Aiqing's gamble, whoever concedes defeat first will be hurt completely,

Jun Zhan lost.

"I'm so cold." Jun Zhan whispered. I don't know who he was talking to.

His response was the silence of eternal silence.

Jun Zhan's smile gradually dispersed, "don't you care about me..."

The voice was very light, very light, floating in the air with the overwhelming snow.

evermore,

No one will put a cloak on him when he says it's cold.

evermore,

No one will say to accompany him to watch the sunrise and sunset.

evermore,

No one will look at him as attentively and seriously in the afternoon sun.

Never again

There are flowers in spring, moon in autumn, cool wind in summer and snow in winter,

evermore,

Jun Zhan is no longer dyed white.

When I was young,

We always lose someone so easily,

Obviously, it was still smiling like flowers, but it was the end of the world.

A person asks you good morning every day and says good night to you before going to bed. No matter how busy he is, he should take time to accompany you. He takes the initiative to find a topic just to talk to you. He worries about your boredom and tries his best to make you happy. He knows what you like and don't like. He pays most attention to your feelings, always accommodate you and indulge you.

It's only a brief appearance, but it's hard to forget the person who is as warm as the breeze and the moon,

It's not magnificent and earth moving, but it's a long stream of water.

Her appearance has become a habit. Once this habit is formed, it is difficult to get rid of it.

No one hates the feeling of being cared about. It's addictive.

But,

In the twinkling of an eye, things are different.

Ming Ming is still talking and laughing for the last second

Jun Zhan has regretted countless times,

Why didn't you hold her hand all the time in Chang'an Street.