When did you begin to like that person?
Jun Zhan doesn't know.
Maybe at the beginning, or maybe it's good night, or maybe it's from that person's smile.
Once you start, you're doomed.
Junzhan's past,
It's like being shrouded in fog and haze.
Only that winter night, the endless forest, and the dazzling red.
Young hate,
It can be remembered for a lifetime.
Jun Zhan can't remember how many days and nights are lost in nightmares. After waking up, he often sits at dawn.
Later,
He began to get used to dreaming back at midnight. Similarly, he began to get used to... Pain.
Jun Zhan never thought about who he would be involved with.
Just,
The man appeared so unprepared that he broke into his world without warning, as if he were shining with countless lights and shadows.
instant,
casts a thousand beams.
It's just,
He pushed the light away with his own hands.
So,
Later,
It's really doomed.
Probably fell into the abyss, but Jun Zhan didn't say,
That's his,
bitter as if it were malt sugar.
Before that,
He never knew,
An ordinary night will be so bloody and painful.
——One not two wide, each well.
Eight words, said lightly, but really to the ear, but the heart is like a knife.
It should have fallen into an ice cave.
But we should be calm and calm, smile and say to her, "OK."
Just one word,
It's like a lifetime of courage.
Can you hold it?
It was his last wish.
Although,
The meaning of this hug is not pure, even a symbol of parting.
Like is probably better than all principles,
Even if you fall into the abyss,
But so what?
As long as you are happy.
The sea of people is vast, but I accidentally fell in love with you.
Since then,
Eyes are all wilderness except you.
Girls are probably the only color in his gray world and the treasure he wants to integrate into his bones and protect his life.
No one can take away the color,
No one can.
before this,
Jun Zhan never realized it,
A heart is the feeling of being affected by another person.
be most willing to.
Even this one,
It's just his heart.
There will be no result or turning point.
But so what?
He just wanted to,
The girl guarding him.
Not after she turned back, there was a vast sea of people, but no one liked her, cared about her and cared about her.
Not when she came to the end, the road was so long, but no one was waiting for her.
Company is the longest love confession, and protection is the most silent company.
I kept that person's life until the end of death, but it was not the end.
On the day of dye's death,
Jun Zhan died.
Jun Zhan's last will before his death was: "don't bury us together, just bury us in the coffin next to her after my death."
How much love it is,
Even after death, I dare not offend half a step. I'm afraid it's presumptuous to the girl.
Just silent like a knight guarding the princess,
Can't be with the coffin, but won't give up waiting.
Later,
Nanli really did what junzhan wanted. Next to the dyed white tomb, a tomb was built to bury junzhan.
Nanli once thought that junzhan was keeping ranbai I, but later, when Nanli saw that junzhan was just hiding in the dark and watching the girl smile like flowers, she realized that it was letting go.
Yes.
Jun Zhan didn't say "I love you" to ranbai until he died
Because he knows the outcome of this heart attack, he would rather deceive himself and others.
Even if you lie to yourself,
It's better... To cheat for a lifetime.
Just after ranbai left that day, the man who had never red his eyes in these years really red his eyes. He choked and gently said to her, "I love you."
Gently three words, but it is a lifetime.
Jun Zhan knows that ranbai can't hear it, but he still repeats it again and again, impatient: "I love you, I love you..."
One by one, when it comes to hoarseness.
Jun Zhan loves dyeing white.
I dare not say, I can't say, so only at this time can I say, three words buried in the bottom of my heart.
I love you!
At the beginning of life, at the end of death, at the end of the cliff, under the sun.
next life,
Can I watch the sunrise and sunset with you?
Shh,
Stop talking.
Just give me a chance to deceive myself and others.
Jun Zhan has planted plum blossoms all his life,
He personally watered the plum blossom with his heart and blood and the faith of his life.
Until he could no longer plant, until he was the end of his life, until his body turned into dust.
The plum blossoms in the courtyard are still full of branches. They are not dazzling and expensive. They just stand calmly in the face of the cold wind.
The refreshing fragrance of flowers seems to be drifting away with the cold wind,
Light fragrance, like a unique memory.