Chapter 69

Memories return to the dust of the years, the years are still flowing slowly.

Light blue smoke, floating in the fingertips mistakenly winding, shallow faint light cast a dark shadow.

Zhang lingshuo and Wu Yucan sit quietly on the big stone block beside the spring pool. The waning moon in the sky is shining faintly. There are several sounds of insects in their ears and the gurgling water beside the spring. They feel empty in their hearts.

"Zhang Qing is the one who makes you willing to give up Mel group?" Zhang lingshuo deeply inhales the cigarette between his fingers. The pungent taste enters his throat, heart and abdomen. He doesn't often smoke, or even don't smoke.

"Yes. I didn't expect that the girl I've been looking for for for nine years should be together with Mo Hui, who you've searched all over the place. It seems that we're really not destined for each other. " Wu Yucan's smile was ironic, but his smile didn't reach his eyes.

Life is such a trick. The person they are looking for is actually in this remote town.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang lingshuo lost his cigarette butt and coughed. He still can't like the feeling of smoking.

"And you?" Wu Yucan did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Spend the rest of her life with her." Until she bows. Zhang lingshuo added in his heart.

"Do you think Mel's going to make you spend so much time?" His indulgent sister has always been something she can't get, and she will never let others get it. How can she let go easily.

"When the boat comes to the bridge, it will go straight." Zhang lingshuo was silent for a long time and spewed out a word.

Suddenly found that the ancients' words are always damned reasonable.

"That's not what you'd say." Wu Yucan is surprised that he and Zhang lingshuo are the same kind of people. They only believe in scientific data, but they don't believe the famous saying of making excuses for their failure.

"Yes. This is what Mo Hui used to say. She always looks at everything positively and optimistically, without any pessimism. She lives happily every day. " Zhang lingshuo stretched his eyebrows, as if immersed in the memories of the past.

"Yes. It's a pity I didn't know her before. "

"I ruined her." Zhang lingshuo said bitterly.

Wu Yucan didn't answer. He looked at Zhang lingshuo's eyebrow.

No one knows who destroyed who. As a friend, no one knows more about Zhang lingshuo's life in the past two years than him. Since Zhang lingshuo felt ashamed of Mo Hui, he used all his relationships to find Mo Hui. When there was no news, the expression of despair on his face is still fresh in my mind.

He began to refuse Mel and all the women around him. He buried himself in the work pile and boiled his stomach.

Feelings, whether family, friendship, or love, are all fatal. What's more, Zhang lingshuo and Mo Hui got to know each other from childhood and participated in most of their lives. That's a kind of heartbreaking emotion.

"None of you feel well, but if you are still alive, it proves that you are destined. Do what you want. How do you know the result if you don't try! The young president of Zhang's group is not a timid person! Do it. Good luck Wu Yucan put his fist in the air, waiting for his friend.

The cleverness of life is that it will never produce results ahead of time, but will let you approach step by step, or walk or climb or run, whatever you choose.

Zhang lingshuo also reached out to clench his fist and hit Wu Yucan gently.

"You say, will she forgive you?" Wu Yucan still couldn't help asking.

"Yes, she loves me more than I love myself." Zhang lingshuo looked at the night sky, but he was not sure. Now, does Mo Hui still love him? Will her love for him be consumed by him?

He has no answer, can only continue to insist, her heart hurt a little bit of cure, and then the decision of the future to her hands, let her make a decision, no matter what kind of decision she makes, he will accept, and then to change. With the rest of the time with her, just like before she accompanied him.

The sky is very beautiful tonight. After staying in the metropolis with serious light damage for a long time, he always forgets the natural beauty. Wind, rain, light, four seasons, flowers blooming and withering are all natural beauty, which always exists quietly, but people lack the mood to explore.

In the dark sky, there are several stars scattered, each with a faint light, shining on the earth from hundreds of millions of light-years away. The essence of these stars may have disappeared long ago, but only people on the earth have just seen them. Just like her love, when she was about to take back her love heartbroken, he realized that he loved her more than he imagined.

Knowing this, is there anything he dare not spend?

Love her hard and spoil her wantonly.

It's his only way.

Why did she hear Zhang Qing crying? Don't frown slowly.

There was a small garden between the front building and the back building. She could hear the sound of weeping.

Mo Hui spent the afternoon sitting in the back floor room, confused with his thoughts. His eyes stayed on the bamboo mat paintings in the room. Grandfather Zhang's face seemed to appear on the bamboo mat paintings, and he was smiling very cunningly. Slowly she got up and went down the stairs, through the little garden, up the front floor.

The door of Zhang Qing's room was open. She was lying on the bed with her quilt pulled over her head. She cried and even shook slightly."What's the matter?" Don't open your mouth for more than ten days. You're stumbling over three words.

The action of crying under the quilt stopped for a moment, opened the quilt, revealing a small face of pear blossom with rain.

This happy girl never cries, does she?

"Silly girl, don't cry." Don't sit on the edge of the bed and wipe the tears on her cheek.

She said, "well, I'm afraid, afraid to see his disappointed eyes, afraid to become a burden to him, afraid that Wu Yang will use more powerful means to let me leave, and I'm the redundant one. It's normal for me to leave." Zhang Qing murmured. When she was 16 years old, she thought that he would send her away to protect his sister. After years of precipitation, she found every word related to him through available channels and knew that he was not like that. Even if he wants to send her away, he will accompany her.

But she understood too late. After understanding, she also saw the difference between them. It was the difference between cloud and mud. She didn't have enough ability and beauty to go hand in hand with him.

"What a silly girl!" Mo Hui sighed and saw her own tears in Zhang Qing's eyes. He reached out to tear her hair and asked, "do you still love him?"

"Love, love, love!" Zhang said with almost no thought.

Always love him, even if his sister does not allow her to still love him, even if the end of life, she still love him as before. But can you still be with him? What does he do after being together? With her nothing, even her mother's tomb can not be preserved?

"Good." It's nice to be able to say love out loud!

What about love? They can't cross the Gulf.

There is another girl's love in her story with Wu Yucan. She can't hurt her, she can only choose to escape. Besides, if that girl can be around him and help him, she will only bring confusion and trouble through him.

"And you, boss? What about you and the president? Your story doesn't start in Zhuxi Town, does it? " Zhang Qing asked, their feelings are relatives, but those past feelings have never been in their topic, but they are not taboo tonight.

Mo Hui took a deep breath and said everything slowly. His voice was calm. He suddenly found that he had forgotten a kind of feeling since his operation two years ago - the joy of loving him.

After the operation, what she could remember in her heart and body was his abandonment and his disgust.