you touched my years

Chapter 297

Qiu Zeran's footsteps stopped outside the curtain, almost within reach of his hand, but he didn't dare to take a step lightly, he didn't even dare to move a little bit, and even couldn't help but breathe a lot easier.

He is afraid, he is afraid of being discovered by her, he has imagined many scenes of their meeting, imagined what kind of eyes she will look at him when she sees him, but every time, she is terrified and avoids ,He fears.

Unable to move forward, and unable to retreat, he stood stiffly in place, looking at the woman sitting motionless in the soup pool, with mixed feelings in his heart.

She had already sensed the sound of walking footsteps. She thought it was the waiter who came in. She was about to call back, but was awakened by the heavy and familiar footsteps.

Here, in such a hot soup pool, no one will come in except her. The waiter has explained it earlier, but now, behind her, who is the person who suddenly stopped not far behind her?it's him, isn't it?
That familiar feeling was so strong and clear, and the heart that hadn't been beating violently for a long time was so passionately in love and excited, she suppressed it, trying to suppress those hearts and feelings that were just about to move, but, with that Silky long and soft breaths came, and they had already jumped out of the heart involuntarily.

Her heart has always reacted faster than her body. However, the right hand with only two fingers under the water curtain is so clear, so frightening. The holy land of Immortal Palace lingering in the artistic conception is so overwhelming that it can't erase its most real existence.

The past will never disappear because of this short-lived and picturesque artistic conception.They existed, they had been in her, lived through them, over and over again.

Lei Jie, the severed finger, the shot he shot that hit her knee, and the pain and loss of being in a coma for a year and waking up to the birth of a child, all of these cannot be erased, even if she is more than Anyone knows that those emotions suppressed by her are about to rush out of her heart, and they can't wipe away the pain one by one, forget it...

They stopped and stared at the two ends of the curtain, before and after the transparent tulle, no one dared to make another shock, no one dared to move an inch, whoever took a step first would be plunged into the abyss, never reincarnation.

1 minute, 2 minutes, every second, his heart went from beating violently just now to gradually calming down, and finally even became icy cold, as cold as ice, piercing him with pain.

His Yu'er is so smart, she might have discovered him, but she would rather stay motionless for a few hours than turn her head to look at him, she hates him, she hates him very much.

Opened his mouth, let that shriveled hoarse and hollow voice roll out of his throat little by little, that hard, immobile finger, with clear knuckles, slowly swiped the curtain, the road in the hazy smoke An increasingly clear figure appeared in front of Mu Ran.

He didn't say anything, but tears fell. This was the first time he shed tears in so many years. There was only one drop, and there was only one drop left. It was longing, love, deep regret and heartache.

There was a "click", so clear, resounding in such an empty surrounding, her heart was tightened by the sound of the drop of water, and her heart ached even more unbearably.

With that uncontrollable mind, following the sound of the drop of water finally breaking through the chrysalis, she slowly stood up, her smooth and white back slowly turning in the misty mist.

He clenched his fists nervously, biting the root tightly, and stared at the back with his eyes firmly. Even though his tears had already clouded his eyes at this moment, he was stubborn and did not dare to let them shed. He was afraid, waiting for them to shed Finally, his eyes became clear and he would see a pair of hateful eyes.

No, no, nothing, those eyes are still so beautiful and bright, those eyes are still so clear and so clear, hate, no, love, nothing, only plain, only calm and waveless, at that moment, His heart felt as if it had been stabbed hard by a sharp knife, and he finally shed all the teardrops in pain. He couldn't close the valve anymore, opened his mouth, and shouted with all his strength: "Yu'er..."

Those teardrops made Liu Xiaoyu's heart feel like it was being worn away by a millstone. The pain was long and tormenting. He cried, but he actually cried. How could he say that Yu'er? Isn't he afraid of admitting his mistake again?Can he be so sure now that she is the person he is looking for?
She smiled, and the unexpected smile unfolded on the corner of her lips. It was supposed to be breathtakingly beautiful, but it made him feel icy cold, and his heart seemed to be pulled into a ball. Because of this smile, twisted A strong bloody smell overflowed his throat.

Bright yellow short skirt around the neck, because she got up, water droplets instantly sprinkled all over the floor, as if looking at the strangest stranger, walking straight past him, those teardrops, those memories I used to miss like crazy The figure of her was all thrown behind her mind, as if it was a dream, a dream that had been done many, many times...

The strangeness that passed by, and the feeling that was cut off because of that faint smile, all spread out between the fluttering curtains. When you stretch out your hand, when you muster your courage and strength, grabbed her right hand.

Pause, she barely stopped her walking legs, turned her head, and faced his deep eyes, those eyes that were like a whirlpool trying to suck her in, all awakened her in the bursts of pain from the palm of her hand , Let her come back to her senses, from his eyes to his nose, to his tightly closed lips, gradually look down, and look at his big hand holding her tightly.

Her gaze led him to look all the way, until it stopped, and it stopped on the white right hand with only two fingers.

After being frightened, he realized that this hand caused him more fear than he had imagined a thousand or ten thousand times after such a close contact.

The long scar with blistered red scars, the slender palm with only two fingers, made his hand tremble uncontrollably, it’s not like this, it shouldn’t be like this, that hand likes writing, drawing, Seal cutting, likes to run through his black hair, likes to touch his back over and over again when he is emotional, which makes him excited.

But now, these are all gone, they are all gone, he never thought that this hand would make him feel so distressed and scared, and he was afraid that all the hardships she experienced would be thrown to him because of it.

For the first time, he felt that he also had unbearable pain in life.

Seeing the hand that was thrown away, seeing the hand that had lost its warmth, he turned his head, limped, and walked towards the crutch by the wall. Every step he took, the crutch made a rattling sound like knocking on his heart. Seeing her jolting and moving every minute, he felt as if he had experienced the punishment of delay, which made him unbearable, but he had no choice but to continue to bear it.

The curtain was lifted by the wind, blocking his sight, looking at the people walking away, seeing the people gradually blurring in sight, his heart was empty, it hurt, he was afraid, all his fears, Not as good as her gradually blurred figure, he was really scared.

He raised his feet, no longer worried, no longer cowardly, just because all these were not as desperate as the pain of her disappearing before his eyes again, this time, he would never let go, never let go...

(End of this chapter)