Chapter 114

"Xiaochun, are you still not playing the piano?" Zhao Tianyu looks at Zhou Manchun's eyes and turns abruptly.

Zhou Manchun looked up and looked at the distant sky. She bit her lips and it took a long time for her to loosen up and say, "well, don't play."

Apart from playing the piano in the bar that day, Zhou Manchun has not touched the piano for four years.

"In the past As you said, it's time to let go. Why don't you just let go of yourself? You like piano so much, but you choose to be a doctor. It's hard to be a doctor. Why don't you choose to open a piano business by yourself? Isn't that your dream? Cultivate a group of children who love music as much as you do. " Zhao Tianyu's eyes moved, and his heart was always full of heartache. It was indeed a barrier in Zhou Manchun's heart.

She practiced piano for more than ten years and said to give up. No one knows Zhou Manchun's pains better than Zhao Tianyu.

"Tianyu, people will change. I have changed. Now I want to save more people instead of being a pianist. I have to let myself go. Don't worry." Zhou Manchun to Zhao Tianyu's eyes, eyes in the mood began to become profound, complex.

I didn't expect that Zhao Tianyu knows her best in the world. Zhao Tianyu knows everything about her in the past, but he is going to leave soon. I don't think anyone will know.

Zhao Tianyu held out his hand in his pocket, slightly rough, and held Zhou Manchun's hand. "Xiaochun, no matter what, I just hope you're happy. Don't embarrass yourself any more. It's not your fault."

Zhou Manchun nodded and her eyes were moist. She said slowly, "well, I know you too. You should take good care of yourself in the future."

Two people quietly look at each other, they know, this farewell, is eternal!

But no one has made the atmosphere very sad. The people who want to leave can't stay. What's more, Zhao Tianyu also promised Zhou Tinghao the condition that he must leave.

"We Can I still be a friend? " Zhao Tianyu's tone was light and his eyes were a little uncertain. He didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Manchun's eyes.

Friends? These two words contain too much feelings, too much helplessness. It's better for lovers not to be friends after breaking up.

"Let's make an appointment. If we can meet in another place in the future, we will be friends again." Zhou Manchun knows that the chance is very small, which means that she is not willing to be a friend with Zhao Tianyu.

What's the point of being a friend? People always have to look forward, she can't shackle Zhao Tianyu, let him live in guilt and pain forever.

"Good." Zhao Tianyu nodded and smiled happily. The simple smile on his face was like a child who just got his beloved toy.

"Do you want to go there?" Asked Zhou Manchun.

"No, maybe I'll go abroad and stop wherever I go."

For Zhao Tianyu, his future is a puzzle. He doesn't know where he is going. It's certain to go abroad. Maybe he can find a suitable job abroad and make a comeback in a few years.

"Tianyu, take care of it." Zhou Manchun's eyes are full of tears. How could he suddenly want to cry?

"You too, take good care of yourself, blame me, let you haggard a lot recently." Zhao Tianyu lowered his head and his eyes were full of reluctance. If that didn't happen, maybe now Zhou man is nestling on his shoulder with pure happiness. He has recalled a hundred possibilities, but it's too late.

Zhou Manchun looked up at the sky, and a breeze came to blow away the tears she was about to fall.

Zhao Tianyu is very sad after seeing this kind of similar feeling. Zhou Manchun is always like this. She is very tolerant. Everything is silently borne in her heart. In the past, he can share some for her more or less. In the future, he can't.

If he hadn't cheated on Valentine's day, today, they wouldn't be sad to leave.

Zhou Manchun looks up and smiles. In the past, Zhao Tianyu was her most trusted person. Apart from her parents, she relied on him most. Who can she depend on later?

Jin Beisen?

Jin Beisen's figure suddenly appeared in her mind. She didn't tell Jin Beisen about meeting Zhao Tianyu today because she didn't want him to misunderstand him. Jin Beisen's possessive desire is so strong that she must be unhappy to know.

It's just a farewell, a farewell to the past. Zhou Manchun feels calm and has nothing to hide.

"Xiaochun, I'm boarding at 11 o'clock. Thank you for coming with me. My wish is over. I wish you a happy day. Call me if you need. I can't help you, but I'll feel better when I say it." Zhao Tianyu looks at Zhou Manchun and suddenly smiles warmly.

Zhou Manchun felt a lump in her throat. She couldn't say many words. Finally, she vaguely said two words: "bye."

Zhao Tianyu didn't cry, and he said with a relieved smile: "silly girl, what can I cry for? My mobile phone number hasn't changed. After going abroad, I should change it. I will send it to your email at that time. No matter whether you need me or not, I will wait for you to call me."

Zhou Manchun nodded, his eyes deepened.

In the face of parting, Zhou Manchun is not suitable.

On this day, the sky is very blue, the wind is very warm, and the sun is very hot. Zhou Manchun watched Zhao Tianyu leave in the hot sun, watching his back disappear in the sun, and wished him a bright future.

Zhao Tianyu left with a smile, but Zhou Manchun squatted in the original place and left tears. After three years of communication, he made her cry so sad for the first time, and the first time was also the last time.

Some people will never meet again after they say goodbye.

However, we never need to miss the past, because there will always be someone who will replace him and return all the happiness to you.

After Zhao Tianyu left, Zhou Manchun went around the first middle school by herself and went to her favorite lavender field. Just now, she and Zhao Tianyu didn't choose to come here because there are so many beautiful memories here.

Zhou Manchun doesn't like summer, but the sun on this day makes her especially love it. Standing in the hot sun, her back looks lonely. In the center of lavender flower field, she seems to see the shadow of an old man.

An 18-year-old girl, standing in the lavender field playing the violin, the breeze, blowing her beautiful hair like a waterfall.

Zhou Manchun stood in situ for a while. She knew it was an illusion. How could the dead survive?

Her ears echoed the voice of her old friend.

"Xiaochun, what shall we eat later?"

"Xiaochun, I tell you, I have a boyfriend."

"Xiaochun, don't be afraid."

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