Chapter 741

Jiang twilight's heart was smothering, and he was looking forward to the stars.

However, somehow, his thin lips wriggled, unable to speak for a long time.

On July 7th, he grasped the youth's clothes and tried to be more and more tight. He witnessed his existence, which was the only proof When no one in the world knows who he is, it is he who gives his name and pays endless tenderness.

Seven seven, river seven seven seven, although this name, he has a bit of hope, miss the dead sister.

But, at the very least, it's evidence.

"No?"

Gently frown, feel abdominal pain deepen, 77 difficult asked.

See, river twilight is still silent, seven seven lashes a hang, reflecting the desolation, unable to say lonely.

Listen again, the helicopter in front is landing slowly, the roar is very harsh, but the consciousness is a little fuzzy, gradually not clear.

Deeply, looking at the youth like jade side face, he is really her favorite type, gentle like water, different from Ximu baikou's right and wrong heart, thin and cold city, cold and indifferent, looking at the dark evil spirit of the long night.

He is clear, clean, kind and very good-looking, which makes her fall in love at a glance.

"Goodbye, my little brother."

Seven seven weak said, stretch out his hand hard, want to touch the young man's cheek, and then inadvertently murmured: "I want to I am not Luo Zheng It's the whole person... "

Born with Luo Zheng, she is a complete personality with independent consciousness and wants to survive.

Even, she has a dark idea and wants to seize the right to use her body Is she wrong?

No, she's right. She comes first, but the master of Luo Zheng comes first In contrast, she is a kind of morbid. She should be wiped out by life. Why!

"Why? I just don't want to disappear! What's more, no one remembers me after disappearing... "

Suddenly, seven seven breathed, unwilling to say a word.

At the end of the day, the palm was close to the young man's cheek, and the eyes of the stars were wide. The pupils shrank deeply: "Jiang murmur, you are cruel, really cruel! Just because of Luo Zheng, don't give me a little hope. If you cheat me, just cheat me... "

He is the only proof that he refuses to agree and will always remember himself.

In this way, she can only disappear alone, just like It's never been the same!

"When Luo Zheng wakes up, you will explain that it's better to treat my existence completely so that I can never appear again..."

Seven seven is like a struggle, but also to finish the rest of the words.

Suddenly, there was a struggle of hate on my face: "otherwise, one day, if I want to appear again, I will choose to hate you and ignore you! Even if you have the look I like, the personality I like, and the breath I like... "

When I got here, I couldn't hold on to my hands. I fell down slowly, and my voice became lighter and lighter. At last, I almost couldn't hear: "river twilight, you remember, remember well..."

In this world, no matter in the past or in this life, she looked on coldly and felt that there was no nostalgia.

Until, she accidentally got a new life, with her own perspective, looking at the world It was an accident in the accident when Jiang murmured. He was the young man she wanted to take as her own when she saw him.

Did not want to, until the end, he even remember their wishes, are not willing to achieve, some regret in his heart.

In fact, she understood that if it wasn't for Luo Zheng, Jiang Murong might be a stranger.

Just understand the truth, or incomplete regret.

It doesn't matter. She doesn't care. It's just a burden Look, Luo Zheng's past life and present life are very tiring for Xi mubai and Bo Hancheng.

But why, beating heart, overflow strange feeling.

There is anger, anger he biased Luo Zheng, said his illness.

There is sadness. He is far away from himself and wants to veto everything.

There are also sad, sad to meet this person, the only know their own existence, is this look!

But What can I do? What can she do!

Perhaps, in his eyes, he is just a disease that needs to be cured.

There is nothing else.

Fortunately, she left a name Seven seven, river seven seven seven, enough!

In this way of thinking, 77 used his last strength to lean up suddenly, pulled down Jiang twilight's neck with one hand, and kissed him heavily on the forehead.

"I don't know what the future will be like. But at least, the first time into the WTO, to meet you, 77 very happy Never regret. It's just a pity that you didn't taste the food yourself... "

Although do not regret, but if time can flow back, or do not meet.

She must avoid Jiangcheng and will not wade through mountains and rivers. On a rainy day, she came to the foot of the mountain and met a young man with a sky full of stars.

The most beautiful scene, if not for a long time, is not a kind of despair!The eyelid is already the heaviness extreme, the seven seven bright star eyes, can no longer support, a little closed.

Then, the arm lost its support and fell heavily from the young man's neck.

At that moment, the young man who had not made a sound suddenly reached out and held the girl's wrist in his palm.

"Seven seven..."

Jiang Dusheng suddenly leaned over to hold Qi, put his chin on her shoulder socket, and his voice was light hoarse.

What kind of wetness is there? It flows out from the corner of youth's eyes. It falls in the hair of July 7th. It's wet and glittering.

"I will always remember you..."

There was silence, except for the frogs and fireflies, only the voice of the youth echoed.

In his arms, the girl is sleeping and unconscious.

River dusk is like an unheard voice, holding the girl tightly, like a drowning person, holding the only warmth, telling the love war: "seven seven, river seven seven, how can I forget you! How can I forget... "

She is like a star in the night sky, turning into a full sky of fireworks, blooming the ultimate beauty, and will remain in people's memory forever.

If you want to forget, you must remember clearly before you can do it.

Unfortunately, human memory can not be completely erased.

"Seven seven, I'm sorry."

At the end of the day, Jiang murmur said softly, slowly pulling away the girl and reaching for her face: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

The river murmured in a whisper, which was hard to hear.

Only, he knows that July 7th really exists. She is different from Luo Zheng, totally different.

Even if so, what can we do?

She is not an independent person, but a second personality, which will never last Even if he wants to keep it, he knows that he can't keep it. He can only watch it. She's gone so far.

But, after all Overestimate yourself.