Chapter 942： How much love can come back

It was only a blink of an eye from the rain to the pouring water.

Chu Qingyan listened to the thunder roaring outside the window, and he was frightened and looked anxiously at the rain curtain outside.

When Xiao Xu put down the letter in her hand, she saw her face frowning, "What's wrong?"

"I just heard that Yan Luo went out alone at noon, and never returned. I was a little worried." The heavy rain came in, and she reached out to close the window, blocking all the noise outside, and then walked to a Sit down on the side.

"She went to find ethereal spirits?" Xiao Xu raised an eyebrow.

Chu Qingyan blinked, "How do you know?"

"Normal inference." He pointed with his finger, and said lightly, "Empty came to ask for a free clinic this morning, I allowed it, and girl Cheng did not leave the house on weekdays, and suddenly went out, connected in series, and knew the answer.

With these small details alone, he guessed that Chu Qingyan couldn't help but be convinced.

She supported her chin with one hand. "At noon I was listening to the soldiers saying that Yan Luo was rushing to find ethereal spirits. I was not worried at first, but it was scary to see the rain outside."

"Both of them are older than you. They have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. You don't need to worry about them." Xiao Xu was not very concerned about the authenticity.

That's what she said, but she didn't know why.

Some soldiers came in, and Xiao Xu had no time to take care of her and kept busy.

Chu Qingyan sat down for a while, but she couldn't read a page of the book. She simply combined the books and called in a soldier.

"Is Ethereal and Yan Luo back?"

"Mr. Ethereal has returned, and the process girl has not yet returned," the soldier replied.

"what!"

Chu Qingyan stood up in shock, and the ethereal spirits returned. Why hasn't she returned yet?

She seemed to think of something, and couldn't say a word to the big ice cube, and immediately went out.

There was a thunderous thunder outside, and the heavy rain had a tendency to get worse.

The crackling raindrops smashed on the eaves, as if hitting her heart, she couldn't help remembering what she said to Yan Luo this morning. I wondered what she had done to find the ethereal spirit.

She didn't care much about it, and she called the people to look for Yan Luo, and at the same time informed the ethereal spirit.

If she is unfamiliar here, where can she go?

Just as she was leading someone to walk towards the door, a figure appeared in the vast rain and fog.

After seeing those who came slowly, Chu Qingyan took a breath.

The rain rolled down his black hair, his clothes were wet but unconscious, and the whole man wandered like a walking dead.

His eyes were awkward, and his soul was lost, as if he had no vitality.

Chu Qingyan couldn't believe it, the person in front of her was the fresh woman who was still fooling around with her this morning.

Cheng Yanluo walked blankly, walking. She didn't know where she had gone at all. She only knew that she had gone a long, long time, but she could never get to the end.

It was like her feelings for Murong Rong. When she was in love or when she was separated, she couldn't find him and couldn't figure out his mind, so that she had been out of plight for so long.

He didn't even know when he liked her and when he had no feelings for her.

There was a thick fog between her and him, and she could never see him clearly. For so many years, she had been looking for him all the time.

When he couldn't find it, he was helpless. When he found it, he was afraid that he would disappear again.

Looking back, he walked through the mist to her and told her.

"Although I can't be a lover, you are always my sister and sister, and my closest friend in this world."

Women are insecure. In fact, as long as the other party's word of assurance, they can be at ease, but this promise, he was never willing to give her.

When she heard the words he said, she seemed to have found the answer.

It turned out that his feelings for her were just like rain, no matter how lingering when falling from the sky, when they fell to the ground, they fell apart, settled on the horizon, and then the bones were left.

At this time, the rain falling on her body was reduced. She could not help looking up, looked at the person in front of her, and smiled softly, "Little girl, I listened to you and told him."

At this moment, Chu Qingyan held an umbrella to cover the two of them, and looked at her disappointed look. There was no more distress. "You are brave."

Cheng Yanluo laughed. "But he said, don't want me."

Chu Qingyan froze, how could this be?

But many more questions saw her utterly heartbroken, and she smiled brightly, her eyes couldn't help red, "Yanluo, don't laugh, just cry when you are sad!"

"I seem to have been crying for a day. There are no more tears."

She smiled, and finally burst into tears.

She couldn't help but approach Chu Qingyan's shoulders, reached out and hugged her, Nuo Nuo said, "Little girl, my heart hurts a lot."

Having said that, she couldn't help crying.

A sadness filled the hearts of Chu Qingyan.

What kind of emotional injury can make a strong independent girl suffer to this extent?

"Yan Luo, it's me wrong, I shouldn't let you find the ethereal spirit." Seeing her like this, Chu Qingyan felt guilty and embarrassed, and blame herself, hugging her tightly with one hand, feeling her After the cold trembling, the heart followed with pain.

Cheng Yanluo shook her head, her voice was somber and her voice hoarse, "No one was wrong, no one did anything wrong, but we had no fate, and when we met the right time, we couldn't grasp it."

"Yan Luo, don't be uncomfortable, I let the big ice block give you air, teach the ethereal, let him apologize to you, don't you feel bad?" Chu Qingyan patted her back, soothing softly .

Cheng Yanluo shook his head again. "Little girl, I'm afraid I won't love someone again."

The voice was sad and desperate, like a lost person, and finally gave up the hope of searching.

Chu Qingyan felt the endless loneliness and grief of her body, afraid that she had something unexpected and wanted to say something, but she was stuck in her throat and couldn't say a word.

Word of love, or honey, or poison.

Some people are happy forever, while others sentence themselves to death.

The taste is beyond everyone's appreciation.

Cheng Yanluo cried until she was tired, and the rain fell on her eyelashes, mixed with crystal tears, and the warmth and coldness alternated on her cheeks, just like her body.

When she closed her eyes, she seemed to see a familiar figure standing on the front road, so close and far away.

Murong, I'll never look for you again, I'm too tired.

The scariest thing in life is not the feelings, but the deep feelings.

But after deep love, there was no retreat, and he finally fell into the abyss.

If life can come again, Murong Yan, I will never meet you again!

She smiled slightly, and tears rolled down like this.