Love is like melting

Chapter 337
Few people will take white roses to pay homage to the dead, but 15 white roses have a special meaning, which means: I'm sorry!

Except for her, no one will honor grandma with white roses.

The black and white pupils hurt a little from the cool wind, and the eyes slowly closed.

In the morning a few days ago, she walked up to Mingyue Mountain alone, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and kowtowed her head three times in her mind.

Say one sentence every time you knock: I'm sorry.

After three knocks, her fair forehead was obviously red.

That day she knelt on the mountain for a whole day, looking at her kind and kind grandma, but she couldn't get rid of the sin in her heart.

"Tell me, what are you apologizing for?" Xu Sizhe clasped her wrist, wanting to break her bones, and asked again in a cold voice.

She bit her red lips tightly with her white teeth, took a deep breath secretly, opened her eyes, her charming eyes returned to the clarity before, and smiled faintly, showing a little affection.

"Miss Wu told me that you missed the last time with grandma in order to find me, and she said that grandma treated me well before, and that I should come to worship her old man no matter what the reason is, what's the problem?"

Meimou looked at him calmly and without any emotion.

"That's it?" The gentle outline suddenly tightened, and the voice was almost gnashing of teeth.

"Otherwise?" She smiled and said, "You have said that I am cold-blooded and ruthless, so do you still expect me to kowtow and repent?"

"Huo Yimo!" The deep voice was full of warning.

"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf!" Huo Yimo replied lightly, with a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, which deeply hurt his eyes.

Looking at the increasingly beautiful woman in front of him, the woman with a smoky gaze is very different from the simple and pure girl in his memory.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get into her heart or see through her.

The palm tightly holding her wrist was icy cold, and the strength was loosened little by little, and the eyes staring at her were also swallowed by the coldness and despair little by little.

After half a day of silence, fingers slumped down by his side, as if he couldn't grasp anything anymore, let the cold wind wrap him.

"Forget it..." His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his thin lips curled up, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, and muttered to himself, "I'm lucky if I get it, and my life is lost, who can win their own life."

If it is destined to be without her, no matter how much he insists, it will be a loss for both sides in the end.

His tall and slender body was on the verge of falling in the dusk of the setting sun, and unprecedented obscure and unspeakable injuries appeared in his clear eyes.

With mechanical steps, he walked towards the car step by step.

There is nothing greater than death, nothing worse than this.

Huo Yimo stood there in a daze, her eyes moved with his body that seemed to have lost her soul, her heart seemed to be caught by something, and it was pulled harder and harder each time, as if she wanted to take away her bloody flesh. The heart, the blood vessels and the internal organs are all in pain.

Her charming eyes became more and more dry, as if something was about to come out of her eyes.

There was a bloodstain on the lower lip bitten, and the fine blood dripped out, moving slightly in the wind, about to flow down.

Xu Sizhe stopped beside the car, and the moment he stretched out his hand to open the door, a huge force suddenly surged behind him.

Unexpectedly, she leaned forward, her clear eyes raised, and a scent of orchid swept across her nose in an instant.

Huo Yimo hugged his waist tightly with her slender and soft arms, kissed his back sideways, and could feel his cold body temperature through the thin clothes, it always made people feel so distressed.

Xu Sizhe's breathing was stagnant, and he was silent for a long time, looking down at the catkin around his waist, without pushing her away, he just said lightly: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know." Her voice was low, suppressing something faintly, "Perhaps what you said is right, even if I have forgotten you, it is impossible for me to face you without feeling at all! Xu Sizhe, you are too despicable , how can you put yourself in front of me in the most humble position in love, what do you want me to do? I have already forgotten you, what do you want me to do? "

A man as good as him should be unique in this world. How lucky she must have been to have him.

"You can continue to be indifferent, or cruel, you have not always done well before." The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was dry.

"No matter how hard-hearted a woman is, facing a man named Xu Sizhe, she will probably be defeated!" Her voice was soft and grievous.

She should continue to be indifferent and trample on his affection, but——

She couldn't see him in despair, helpless and indifferent.

This man, I can't have it myself, and I hope he can have a piece of happiness.

Even if this happiness does not have its own share.

Xu Sizhe was silent for a long time, his sigh seemed to be hidden in the wind, his big cool palm covered her catkin, "Is it really that difficult to come back to me?"

Tell me about the past and bear it together, is it really that difficult?

The arms embracing him tightened silently, and the cheeks were pressed tightly against his back, wishing to merge with him, "It seems that people are easy to cling to memories, but memories are like moons in water, they will shatter when touched. Then put all the good things in the memories, freeze and dust them. Take them out in your spare time and slowly wipe the dust, so you can touch the present with the memories, which will only add to the sadness.”

He listened to her words, his heart fell silently and kept falling.

The palm covering her hand also slowly fell down.

He knew that she was still unwilling to return to his side.

Sometimes I feel that I am ridiculous. I am still obsessed and desperate for so-called love when I am old.

"You really want to draw a line with me?"

Xu Sizhe opened her fingers, turned around and lowered his head, his clear eyes contained a hint of sternness.

Huo Yimo bit her lip, "I hope you are happy."

"Stay with me all night." The flirtatious lips pursed lightly, and he threw out the four words lightly, without any emotion, as if everything was taken for granted, he was just such a person, that's all.

Huo Yimo froze, blinked her clear eyes, and looked at him in disbelief, unwilling to believe that he said such embarrassing words.

"Stay with me for one night, it made me regret in my heart. From then on, we will be cleared up and we don't have to see each other again." Looking at her with long eyes, he repeated his words firmly.

The tone of voice turned into ice.

Huo Yimo's heart tightened, as if he had stopped breathing.

As night fell, the light was dim, and even his handsome face was covered with a layer of gray, making it difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

There was a long silence, the cold wind blew her long hair, and the ends of the hair harassed his chest, as if they were going to grow into his chest cavity, tightly entwining his heart.

Xu Sizhe thought she would not agree, and when he was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet night: "Okay."

This time it was Xu Sizhe who was stunned.

Didn't expect her to agree.

Huo Yimo's slender arms clung to his neck, stood on tiptoes, and moved closer to his eyes, trying to see his facial features, every inch of his skin as clearly as possible, and finally locked his eyes on his tightly pursed lips that were faintly angry on the flap.

The crimson lips were lightly drawn, and she smiled faintly: "I'll sleep with you all night, you promise me, forget about me, marry a good woman, and live a good life!"

Jun Ba's slender body froze at first, shame and anger flashed across his eyes, the back seat of the car opened, and the two of them fell into the car seat one after another, the door closed, also shutting out the charming atmosphere in the whole car.

There are no stars tonight, a crescent moon hangs alone in the sky, the moonlight is cold and thin like frost, covering the whole city.

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Xu Sizhe had an unrealistic fantasy in his heart: he hoped that the sky would never light up.

This night was hearty, and it was not a time when two painful souls warmed each other, but the closer they got, the more they hurt each other.

(End of this chapter)