The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 56 I really deserve to die
Life is like a ball, the person who taught you the first dance steps may not be able to accompany you to the end. ——Zhang Ailing
Time ravages memory.People often can't help but forget.Memory fades like a tide and is difficult to control. In the end, only some subtle and in-depth details can be remembered. They are like the plants that fell on the earth during the Cretaceous period. That kind of stubbornness is left behind and self-existing.

……Dividing line
He still remembers the day when he went to Syria, seeing her face under the sun, he felt uneasy in his heart, only felt that something was about to be lost, she held his hand to ask him not to go, but he just brushed her hand off , Said, if you can come back, I will take you to climb the mountain.

If you can come back, if you can come back...

Those words were like a thunderbolt exploding above her head, and she was so stunned that she couldn't speak for a while, watching him board the plane in a daze, her heart was suddenly emptied.

The wind stung his eyes, tears instantly blurred everything, he couldn't bear to recall.

Love is like this sometimes, without the arrogance that dares to banish everything, it is necessary to face the short-lived love and experience the long night of loneliness.

Sometimes love is about wanting to touch and then withdrawing.

He dug up the dirt in front of her grave with both hands, and put the ring that had been in his pocket for a long time into it.

He kept this ring in his pocket all the time, took it out when he was alone, and stroked the letters on it carefully.He only felt that there was a haze between his eyelashes. He used to think that the years were still long and the journey was still far away. He thought that she would still be as radiant as before, but before he received the news that she had an accident, at this moment he Seeing her tombstone, smelling the dense breath in the air, I finally felt waves of fear flowing through my body, through my limbs and bones.

Looking up, the surroundings were hazy, and he vaguely saw her sitting on the wall, raising her white sneakers, and reaching out to him. He wanted to give her his hand, but felt terrified that he was constantly falling away from her. Farther and farther away, until at last everything turned into darkness, into silence.

Tears rolled down drop by drop, and each drop caused a burst of pain in his heart, until finally he couldn't help calling "Xiao Min", but it was so heart-piercing.

The rain stopped, and in the southwest sky, a crescent moon appeared, faint, faint, hazy, if there was nothing...

The shadow of the whirling tree merged with the earth, and he forgot everything in the world except the land in front of him and the woman in his heart...

……Dividing line
The door is slightly ajar.Before Liang Siyuan pushed the door open, he smelled the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol coming from inside.How much he smoked and drank, he could smell it from so far away.

Ye Lianzhao walked in, and the choking smell of smoke made him frown.

In the dark room, the curtains were closed, the man was lying on the sofa, the clear glass on the coffee table was poured aside, the champagne-colored liquid spread over the table, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.Empty wine bottles and cigarette ashes can be seen everywhere on the carpet.

Ye Lianzhao didn't look at the slumped man lying on the sofa anymore, he knew what he looked like without even looking, he gave Liang Siyuan a look, Liang Siyuan walked to the window and opened all the closed curtains.

Pei Yueze couldn't bear the bright light, so he reached out to cover his eyes.

The pale blue lips fluttered, and the hoarse voice seemed to be spoiled by smoke, "Shut up."

"Look at what the hell you look like now." Ye Lianzhao's black leather shoes appeared in front of him.

"I said, close it." Pei Yueze half-closed his eyes and said lightly.

"She was killed!" Ye Lianzhao grabbed his neckline.

Pei Yueze opened his eyes suddenly, scarlet bloodshot inside, he sat up, his black shirt was wrinkled.

He looked at Ye Lianzhao, picked up the wine on the tea table, and straightened the overturned glass. The wine-red liquid was poured into it. He picked it up, drank it all in one gulp, and then said, "What do you know?"

Ye Lianzhao watched his movements, and reached out to take the wine glass from his hand. His fingers were stained with a faint yellow color, as if they had been tainted by smoke.

An extremely pale yellow color adhered to the man's originally white and jade-like fingers.

His voice, I don't know what's wrong, it seems to be depressed, or it has been soaked in alcohol and tobacco for a long time, it sounds awkward, like crying and choking, but Ye Lianzhao looked at him, his eyes were cold Still cold.

"This is hers." Ye Lianzhao put a blue notebook in front of him.He maintained a bent and squatted posture, looking at the slender figure of the man, holding a blue book, walking towards the dark room.

"Pei Yueze, cheer me up, she's gone, who the hell are you going to show you look like a ghost, or you go and accompany her, or don't give me a listless look."

Pei Yueze's footsteps stopped, and his voice was as quiet as ice, tinged with coolness.

"You're right, I really deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)