Chapter 145

It's a bit windy. It's very cold here. Everyone hides in a warm place. No one goes by the moat.

Changhuan's nose is itchy. She sneezes and touches her nose with her cold fingers. It must be someone who is thinking of her, wrapping up her clothes and waiting quietly.

Lu Xiangyuan saw Changhuan standing there, facing the river. The wind swept her clothes and her hair. She put her hand behind her ears and kicked her hand into her pocket to warm herself.

It's like they went back to their school days in a flash. They went on a date together. No matter it was sunny or snowy, she always arrived at the appointed place early. He was earlier, but she was earlier.

In summer, he can bring her a bottle of cold water, watch her SIP cold water, and dry the sweat on her forehead.

In winter, he can quickly run to her and hold her tightly in his arms. She smiles and dodges. The pleasant laughter like a clear spring seems to reverberate in his ears. At that time, he can still hold her cold little hand and put it into his pocket.

But now, he can't be so intimate with her any more.

Once a good memory, has become fragmented pieces, sharp pieces a little bit in lingchi Lu Xiangyuan's heart, the heart seems to tear the same pain, every step, as if on the ground shed a pool of blood.

It turned out that she had left him for his sake, but he had always misunderstood her and wronged her. Every step towards her, she seemed to be farther away from herself. If he had listened to what she said, or had a little patience to check what happened in those years, they would not have come to the present.

Behind him came the sound of footsteps of different weight, and then came the cough of Lu Xiangyuan.

Changhuan didn't look back. Her eyes still looked at the river. The wind rippled the river. The ripples gradually spread and set off some water waves.

"Changhuan, how are you doing?"

Lu Xiangyuan's voice is hoarse, and Changhuan's eyes are sour by the wind. She turns to look at Lu Xiangyuan. He seems to want to get closer to her and staggers forward two steps.

Lu Xiangyuan shaved his beard, his face was thin and pale, his hair was white, and there was a bandage on his forehead. According to Ye Zhenzhen, Jiang shaoxun beat him. She didn't know what the bandage looked like, but she could guess how many times that the wound must be very ferocious and painful.

He was wearing a suit that she had bought for him on his birthday, but he had never worn it before and kept it in the closet. Recently, he has lost a lot of weight. He doesn't have a broad shoulder to support his suit. This suit, hanging loosely on him, no longer suits him.

A plane flew over the sky and made a rumble.

She said: "you go, leave Chengdu."

Changhuan's voice was very light, scattered by the wind, and covered by the sound of the plane flying by, but Lu Xiangyuan still heard it.

All the pain came in an instant. His heart was spasmodic and hard to breathe. Lu Xiangyuan's purple lips moved two times, but choked to the point that he could not say anything.

Chang Huan didn't look at him any more. She turned around and left the river. She took him away from Jiang shaoxun. The only thing she gave him was that she paid back the kindness that Aunt Lu and uncle Lu had done to her.

She walked with such determination.

Lu Xiangyuan wet red eyes, toward her direction yelled: "I love you, always love you."

This sound, exhausted all his strength, cried out the blood between the throat, rusty fishy sweet diffuse, but can't change her back.

The wind blows his roaring voice. Changhuan hears his repentance, but his steps don't stop. Missing is missing. They don't have any friendship any more.

Until Changhuan's figure disappeared, Lu Xiangyuan fell to the ground. Ye Zhenzhen scolded him for having no conscience. He preferred Changhuan to talk to him more, scold him or beat him, but she didn't want to look at him more. He was like a child who had no family. He was lying on the railing of the moat and cried in the dark.

It began to rain in the sky. The rain was getting bigger and wetted his clothes. Suddenly, Lu Xiangyuan felt that the rain in the sky was getting smaller. He was so happy that he thought Changhuan had come back again. He turned back and found a stranger in front of him.

"Child, life is still so long, you are still so young, what can't be solved with time? I have to sit here and cry. I'm hurt and sad. "

The comforting words seemed to infuse a trace of warmth into his cold heart. He thought of his dead mother, held the stranger in front of him and began to cry: "but I wronged the wrong person and lost my favorite person. I have nothing left."

"Nothing is more strong, life is still so long, the scenery is still so much to see."

Changhuan is sitting in the car. Ye Zhenzhen hates iron but not steel. He always points Changhuan's forehead with his hand: "you, you, how do you want me to say hello? Just save him from Jiang Shao, and find someone to enlighten him. If I were Jiang Shao, I would be very angry with you. "

Changhuan's forehead was pricked by Ye Zhenzhen to a little pain. She stroked her forehead: "you can't lose your conscience too much. Once aunt Lu and uncle Lu helped us so much when we were desperate, and he was also punished. I think it's almost OK."

"You... You... Forget it." Ye Zhenzhen also said that Changhuan is not good enough. This is also Changhuan's advantage. She knows her kindness and plans to repay her kindness. She is gentle and tough. She looks soft and weak, but she won't be bullied.

"Go back and make a good apology to Jiang Shao. If you steal people from other people's eyes, Jiang Shao doesn't come to beat you. I think he's a man. Although people spoil you now, sometimes you don't go too far. If I'm a man, I'll go home and spank you."

Ye Zhenzhen's words are not rough. Chang Huan smiles and does not answer.

Aunt fan has let Lu Xiang go away to take shelter from the rain. When Aunt fan was able to let her take it away without telling everyone, she already believed in aunt fan. It must be right to leave this kind of thing to Aunt fan. Let her watch him get wet in the freezing rain. Even a stranger, she would be distressed, let alone the one she once loved.

Changhuan takes Ye Zhenzhen back to her home. Downstairs, there stands a peacock with flowers. Peacock charms the passing girls to death. But on peacock's face, there are five big words: "I'm not happy.".

Ye Zhenzhen feels a little headache. Recently, Miyazawa has told her not to get close to Changhuan, so when she came out today, she ran away with her face covered.