Chapter 682

It's hard to say whether I was moved by this picture or by the coming happiness in my imagination. My tears fell instantly.

Turning back, the witch is still staring at the screen tightly, not noticing whether the tears on my face are crystal clear. Her hand is less than five centimeters away from my hand. I want to hold her tightly now and tell her that she is mine and will always be mine.

But I didn't, I didn't want to, I didn't dare. What I was afraid of was that I had been branded with disappointment in the witch's heart, and I couldn't get rid of it any more

By the action of teasing my hair, I wiped away the tears.

"Wang Jin, are you cold?" True feelings revealed into words of concern, at the moment I do not know if the witch can feel my emotion after the truth.

"No Her answer was gentle, but I didn't feel the response from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you hungry?"

"No It's cold.

A few seconds later, I moved my eyes away from her face, speechless, and sighed softly in my heart.

When I came out of the cinema, it was already midnight, and the original busy and bustling parking lot in front of the gate became empty. In the corner, my car was parked alone.

"Wang Jin, let me take you home." Close the cab door, I dare not look into Wang Jin's eyes.

"Don't you have something to say to me?" She asked.

I said, "yes."

I was wondering whether to ask the question I always wanted. But first she said, "you don't have to. Let me. We have nothing to Yes. We don't need to meet again. "

When she said possible but words, I honked the horn and said, "what's the matter? The car in front is so slow!" Pretending not to hear her, "I'll take you back first." I'd better avoid this topic. The car is on the road. I don't know the direction to go.

All the way speechless, she thought I heard what she said, but I pretended not to hear.

"Here you are. Go up." In front of Wang batian's villa, I put out the fire, took a long breath and calmed my heart.

Indeed, after nearly half a lifetime in my heart, this city that I originally loved has broken my heart. I'm afraid to be in its arms and I don't want to stay for a moment. Maybe it's an escape from self blame for not being able to hold up a blue sky for the witch.

"Go up, I'll watch you go." I tried to hold back my tears.

"We can't do it!" She cried.

I am silent.

"Do you hear me? I came out just to say this to you. I've endured it for hours from the square to the coffee shop to the movie city!" She cried again.

I'm still silent, and I don't want her to see my tears in the dark.

"I don't want it!" I turned my head and grabbed her cold hand.

"No way!" The witch threw away my hand and turned her back in anger.

"I can't live without you. I feel bad?" I can't help it, so I have to touch the corner of my eye again. "When I was in the cinema just now, how I wanted to hold you, but I didn't dare. I was afraid it would be the last time."

"Goodbye, better never see. Yang Rui, I hate you She ran down. Then came the sound of her footsteps.

She entered the door, and a tall fence door separated us. The gap between the iron pipes seemed as big as our expectation, but it could not get through anyway. The height of the door seemed to be something we could not get over. It was very high and gorgeous in front of us, separating us.

The devil girl's resolute figure seems to give up completely in the face of my stubbornness. The figure's helplessness and complaint come together and interrupt the association of the gate. I lit a cigarette, can not cover up the hearts of infinite loss and melancholy.

I hold my hands in front of my chest and look up. I have no choice but to send off my beloved woman. The long breath in my chest with a sigh floats to the starry night sky.

I want to cry without tears.

Why do I meet her, what do I want to say to her, is to give her a chance to tell me that it is impossible in my life?

Now it's not important, those reasons and ideas in the final analysis are only one, for the witch I love.

For this woman I can love all my life.

Do I regret it?

Regret, regret my incompetence, my betrayal, my shamelessness, my inferiority.

But who can I complain about?

God may be arranged in this way, how many joys and sorrows in the world are controlled by God, so that you can't survive or die.

I hope that the silent and transparent night sky can no longer hinder the eyes of God, can let the so-called Yuelao understand my true love, and can let our not great love get a real destination

……Under the night sky, I stood quietly in front of the gorgeous door, looking up, looking forward to seeing the lights in the witch's room. This is her home, with a warmth that doesn't belong to me. Because of the existence of the witch, the building in the dark also gives me a kind of power to be surrounded by mercilessly but to be warm thoroughly.

After finishing my clothes, I leaned against the car, cigarette ends shining in the dark. Even though I don't give up, I dare not go to see that building again. Look at the feeling of less than one eye, would rather not put the last eye in mind.

Heartache, the feeling of tearing.

It's one o'clock in the morning. At this time, there are few cars on the road. Ah, this beautiful city, you left me so much joy, gave me so many fantasies, carried too much sorrow and gave me endless regret

The bright light of cigarette butt drew a beautiful curve in my hand, and fell far away like a red meteor.

I opened the door and sat in with sadness and sadness in my heart.

……

The witch's home is magnificent. Wang batian sits on the green leather sofa with a serious and hostile expression. Although I am at a loss in the face of such a scene, and I don't even know how to stand, I have never let go of my belief in being with the witch.

All of them have the same expression and more angry eyes staring at me

I don't know what I should say, or even whether I want to speak first. Wang batian's eyes and expression made me afraid. Although I tried to restrain myself, my legs still trembled.

I thought maybe I should get down on my knees.

I dare not look up at anyone. I have imagined many times how to face such a scene calmly and calmly, and even how to use language and expression to deal with it. However, I really know that the so-called calmness and calmness has made the brain blank beyond the clouds.

It's like sitting in front of the TV at home and seeing how nervous the people on the stage are, while imagining how calm and free they would be if they were on the stage. But when they really stand on the stage, they find that they are not much better than the people on the TV.

Silence.

A terrible silence.

I dare not speak.

Wang batian still used this unfathomable calm and silence to abuse my bewilderment.

Mouth dry, very dry, very dry. It's only after a certain degree of tension. There are a few times in my life when I'm so nervous. This is the most serious one.

It's so quiet in the room that you can hear your heart beat, which should be regular and regular. At this time, it becomes disorderly and irregular. The sweat let his back like ten thousand ants in the above shuttle, itching to death, but did not dare to release, can only let the kind of ants like gnawing and tearing in his back unbridled.

I wanted to call my uncle to break the silence, but when I was about to leave, I remembered that he asked me to call him Wang Dong Who cares at this time? This is just a title. Its function is nothing more than my respect for my elders. The most important thing is that I come to admit my mistake and accept punishment willingly. Of course, the most fundamental purpose is to make them complete. Although this requirement is extravagant and excessive.

But what if not?

Is there a better way?

It's almost dawn, I wake up from such a real and heart shaking dream, sweating all over. I grabbed a cigarette case. Maybe I should ask her family. But her family may agree? That's impossible.

Eleven o'clock in the morning.

In front of a restaurant.

There are not many people having lunch at this time, so I didn't see what the conductor said when I parked in front of the restaurant. I went straight into the hand rolling noodle restaurant opposite.

Although the front door is not big, the depth of the store is quite surprising.

This is a restaurant that needs to buy a card to recharge. There are several characteristics of pasta. Of course, the money that can't be used can be refunded. Early in the morning, Hu Ke called me and asked me to climb the mountain. She knew I was in a bad mood. She thought I was because the witch didn't have time to talk to me. In fact, she didn't know that I had gone through the divorce procedure with the witch. If I didn't relax, I would collapse.

Hu Ke kept chattering all the way. As for what he said, I can't remember what he said. Most of them are unimportant scenery.

"Zihan and I often come here to eat." Hu Ke didn't seem to look at me, and seemed to tell me deliberately.

I didn't respond to that. There's some semi self-help flavor here. You need to order and take all by yourself.

For such occasions, theoretically, it is not necessary to ask the other party whether they have taboos or preferences, but out of politeness or concern, I can only describe the mentality at this time.

"What would you like to eat, Huke? Can I get it for you? "

"I'll take it myself. You take yours." Hu Ke did not look up at me, a simple word, some perfunctory, and some polite.I looked at Huck a little stupidly.

With Xu fei'er's slightly forward leaning body, the curly long hair covers her half cheek casually and appropriately in Hu Ke's posture of focusing on lowering her head to get the meal. Although the long hair has not been treated professionally for a long time, it can still be seen that it has been carefully cut and polished.

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