Chapter 690

Open your eyes, smile at him, "you hold me up, then carry me down."

The way she laughs is a bit pure, which makes the owl deeply grieved, as if she had been forcibly poached.

There is a vacancy

“……” He looked at her smile, silent for three seconds, did not answer.

White millet leaf Shan Shan a smile, "I'm joking, you go first, I want to sit a bit more."

The owl crouched in front of her.

She Leng Leng Leng, looking at the generous back, tears can not help.

The owl didn't look back, just patted his back, "come on."

Without further hesitation, she lay on his back. Wet face, dare not stick to his neck, afraid of tears will betray themselves. He carried her on his back and walked down the mountain. The wind was blowing and blowing away the tears on her face.

The white millet leaf is dead to bite the lip, does not let oneself cry on his back to come.

She knew that from today on, everything It's all over

The owl let her go, and I also let myself go

Two people, this period of time, torture each other, entangled, repeatedly close to push away from each other, are tired

Without the entanglement of the future, it is the most rational to make a decision immediately.

She and the owl, in fact, are very rational people. This is the best ending, but It is also the most painful and helpless

On the way to the foot of the mountain, the owl had already walked very slowly, but it was still much faster than going up the mountain.

Along the way, I met many aunts who did morning exercises. The old people all looked at them with a smile and exclaimed, "young people nowadays, it's really romantic to fall in love."

White millet leaves only bite the lips, silent, dare not speak. She was afraid of crying when she opened her mouth.

"Young man, are your legs sour or not? Your back is so far away." She asked the owl with a smile.

The owl is not a kind person. When he is in a bad mood, he will not answer any stranger.

The person next to the aunt dissolved the embarrassed smile, "that still needs to ask, carrying the person that oneself likes, still can sour leg? I'll love it all my life

The white millet leaf was about to cry. She let go of the owl with her hands, "owl, let me down..."

"Stay, don't move!" His voice was low and depressive, a few words, a little changed tone, so hoarse.

The white millet leaves did not move any more. Looking at his back, finally, hand again around his neck, face, buried in his back, greedily breathing his breath.

Later

There will be no more opportunities.

"Owl..." At the foot of the mountain, she spoke softly and called him.

"Well."

"Later Find a doctor who is more reliable than the Tang and Song Dynasties and take out the bullet. And It must be taken out alive. " White millet leaves choked in the throat.

"Good."

"And I hope you can live happily and happily... "

Even though, that happiness has nothing to do with her; even if, since then, she is in the abyss, she also hopes that he can be happy.

The owl didn't say "good.".

Happiness?

These two words, to him, are strange and luxurious.

From the day he lost his mother, he had no word "happiness" in his life.

Ten years ago, when he met her, he thought he was very close to happiness, but in the end, everything was nothing but a bubble, no, it was a shell Smashed all his delusions.

From then on, ten years later to now, there is no day when he is not living in the abyss of pain and depression.

Used to such a day, but also take what mind to happiness?

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No matter how far the road is, it will be finished one day.

The two people who are close to each other will say goodbye for a moment.

The owl sat in the driver's seat, but Bai milia did not get on the bus. She stood outside the car and waved to him through his half lowered window. "You go first. I'll take a taxi."

Owl's hand, on the steering wheel. Tight, loose, and finally, without saying anything, blow down the gas and drive out.

White millet leaves stand in place. The wind blew her windbreaker and skirt, and her long hair was flying in the wind.

She looked at the car, a little bit disappeared in her eyes, thought she would cry until tears burst, but at that moment, she found that all the tears had been blown away in the wind

Grief to the extreme, the original, a drop of tears can not flow out.

……

The owl's sight is always on the rearview mirror.

He thought that if he could see her tears at the moment of separation, maybe he would back the car recklessly, even if the future was to die together with each other, he would drag her back into his life again.

However, he was still disappointed.

This woman, in fact, has no tears

……………………The white millet leaves stood in the wind for ten minutes, frozen to the point where they were stiff.

She called a taxi back to Kyoto.

Last night, I didn't sleep all night, but I couldn't sleep all the way. Head, tilted on the glass window, eyes empty fall outside. She didn't think about anything. The whole person was like a puppet whose soul had been emptied.

But

The owl is finally leaving

She should be happy

Don't worry about the thoughts of the NSA. However, she was not happy at all

On the way, the cell phone rings. White Wolf's phone. When he called, the first sentence was, "minister, I've heard that the owl is going to leave the country!"

“…… Well. "

"You already know that?"

“…… More than ten minutes before you know it. "

"Well Will he come back in the future? "

"Do you care?"

"Me? I don't care. " The White Wolf added: "I care about you. I heard that he found a manager to handle the company for him. Yu an and them, he all took away. And Nalan, he took it too

White millet leaf pulled a lip, "Nalan is his girlfriend, how can you not take her away?"

Across the phone, white wolf can feel out, her tone of sadness. Finally, one day, the owl will send someone to guard against the wolf

"I didn't sleep last night, so I won't go."

White wolf did not speak again, white millet leaf hung up the phone.

When she closed her eyes, she felt a hole in her chest, and the pain got worse.

……………………

Car, drive directly to her house under the Champs Elysees valley. White millet leaves into the house, the first time is the last time Yu an bought himself the rest of the contraceptive. Without even taking a sip of water, swallow the pills.

Heart pain, more and more intense.

She took two more sleeping pills, took a bath and went to bed.

After sleeping, everything will not think of

It's just

The last moment she closed her eyes, in her mind, it was still the owl's sentence

I let you go

I let you go

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