Chapter 1711

Fang Jiamei didn't speak. She stepped upstairs, closed the door and went to the balcony, but she could see the lonely figure sitting on the broken wall in the distance.

Sea sky line, but for him to do the background.

What on earth have you experienced to make a person reveal such deep depression and loneliness?

Putting her hands on the railing, Fang Jiamei admitted that she seemed to have a special feeling about Mr. Mo, which has been the case since the first meeting.

Moreover, since she met him, she had fewer nightmares at night. Even if it was not a special time, she would not think of Zicong.

This feeling made her feel guilty of betraying Zicong.

She was at a loss, she didn't know what to do.

After Zicong's death, she wanted to live a long life alone, because she felt that her life might not meet a man who was so free and easy, gave her a sense of security and gave her a dream.

But now Everything has changed.

In the past two years, she was really tired. She was alone. She didn't want anyone to take the place of Zicong. She let herself lie in the dark, and no one ever wanted to pull her out.

But now, a man who is as lonely as her appears. He is more mature and rich than Zicong. He has a deeper personality and even makes her feel a sense of belonging.

With a slight sigh, Fang Jiamei turns and enters the room. She sits on the bedside and looks at the photo of her and Zicong on the bedside cupboard.

In the photo, Zicong smiles in the sunshine, with a ruffian air between his eyebrows and eyes, holding her in one hand, just on the beach in front of him.

Reaching for it, Fang Jiamei stroked her face and tears fell down.

The book says that people die three times, the first time, when your heart stops beating; the second time, when you completely disappear; the third time, when no one remembers you.

Fang Jiamei always remembers him. She didn't even go to Zicong's funeral, the day of his death. In this way, she can make herself believe that Zicong is still alive, but not by her side.

He is in other places, doing his favorite music, and even thinking about her.

So how could she give him up? Maybe one day he will come back to her.

But as time goes by, there is less and less about Zicong around her. Even in the street, she will never see the same shadow as him again. She can no longer deceive herself.

Just when she was ready to accept the fact, a man like Mo Yiheng appeared.

He is rational, calm and always speaks to the point. He always appears when she needs it most, even Willing to support her for a lifetime, so that she does not need to get used to anything, because he will protect himself.

Although she how of dodge, in the heart still can't help but for him but beat and palpitate.

Lying back, Fang Jiamei pasted the picture in her heart and looked at the low voice of the ceiling: "Zi Cong What should I do? "

If I fall in love with others, will you be sad?

Or, will you be happy for me?

She doesn't know. She doesn't know.

Maybe she shouldn't go on like this, and follow her heart.

She's really tired.

……

I didn't sleep last night. Fang Jiamei didn't have much spirit when she got up. Luo Xiaoying didn't know where she was. She didn't see anyone in the early morning.

Fang Jiamei drank a bottle of milk and prepared to go to class. As soon as she went out, she saw Mo Yiheng