Recently, he has been dreaming one after another, with different scenes and different identities, but the protagonists are always the only ones, He and Yiluo.
At first, he didn't care, but later he did too much, and he noticed that, in addition, now, they have thirteen changes in their identity. In the first twelve lives, she has been chasing her, but he never cared about her, nor did he care whether she was sad because of her indifference, nor did he pay attention to her crying quietly in a corner where she didn't know.
She liked her twelve lives, but she never had a good end every time. Every time she woke up from her dream, she was covered in cold sweat. He could only be glad that this was just a dream, not real.
But today, when he accidentally heard her talk with another girl, he realized that all the tortures of the entire twelve lifetimes were real.
As soon as he thought of this possibility, he felt that he was poured into a bucket of ice water, and his heart penetrated into his body, full of coldness.
Fang Yiluo quickly returned to normal and reached out to call the waiter, "Please, sorry, I accidentally broke the cup, will it be convenient for me to clean up?"
"Please wait."
"Thanks!"
As the waiter cleaned the glass fragments, Su Zihan's eyes were always kept away from Fang Yiluo, trying to see nervousness, excitement, and even expectation from her expression. No, she was normal, so normal that it made him panic.
Fang Yiluo is no longer the same as before. Just because of his look back, he will be so nervous and excited that he blushed. There is no Su Zihan in her eyes anymore.
Until the waiter finished cleaning, Fang Yiluo said thank you and sat down calmly.
"What do you want to say to me?"
When she could face Su Zihan calmly, he became a little different, as if he didn't dare to face her.
Su Zihan smiled bitterly, "I always thought those were dreams, and I am glad that my heart for you was just a dream."
"You can just treat it as a dream!" For her, it was like a nightmare, and now is the time to wake up from the dream.
Su Zihan shook his head, "No, this is not a dream, it was born in reality. You ended up being depressed for me, you hanged on the beam of the house for me, you lost your soul and fell into the river for me, you ..."
"Stop talking, these things are over, and every time I think I'm stupid."
"No, in my eyes, you are not stupid at all. Yiluo, you have persisted for the twelve lifetimes, why did you give up in this lifetime?" He excitedly held her hand, but felt guilty in his heart.
Fang Yiluo was stunned for a moment, looking at her big hands holding her tightly. She had imagined that he could have such an impulse to hold her hands tightly, but she didn't expect that this moment would be so sudden. She suddenly became infatuated with no expectations and no expectations of joy, but instead felt stressed.
He pulled his hand back hard, but he held it tighter, "Su Zihan, let it go!"
"Yi Luo, can you work hard for this last time for me?"
Fang Yiluo shook her head decisively, "I'm sorry, I can't." Taking advantage of his shock, he pulled out his hand with great force. "Every time I work hard, I will fight for the last time, I will hurt another person, and I don't want to hurt him again in this life."
"He, is he really that good?"
"No, he is not that good, but he is willing to give up everything about himself for me."
“I can…”
"Don't draw conclusions so easily when you don't like me. Maybe it's your fault that I'm too persistent. There are many things you want to have, but people cannot have. This is my regret, so you are not wrong. Since you are always repeating in dreams, you don't need to take them seriously. It's all a dream."
"Fang Yiluo, how could you tell me to be a dream when I know everything, I can't do it." Su Zihan was in pain. As long as she thought of those lonely days, she licked the wound alone, wrote her name on the wall with her fingers, rubbed it over and over again, grinding out the patterns on the wall. In such a desperate day, how did she continue the cycle of the next life with her memories? As long as she thinks of that picture, he will feel heartbroken and suffocated.
Thinking of this life, they first met in the orphanage, and she burst into tears just after hearing his name. He could understand how hard she was in her heart. He could not forgive his indifference to her and his ruthlessness to her, like a sharp knife, forcing the person who liked him to death.
"It's okay, time will forget everything." Some things seemed to Fang Yiluo, without experience, naturally they would not be so unforgettable. It's like she had experienced it, and her impression was deeper than him. In the end, didn't she forget what she once liked so deeply? "I have something to leave first!" After that, she stood up and ran away with her bag. Su Zihan looked at her in a hurry to chase her, and wanted to chase her, but she ran away again. She was anxious to hide from herself, and something else happened?
I had to give up and just watched her leave.
Even Kang Jiaying didn't know when she came to him. She called the waiter, ordered a glass of mint water, and then wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, "Zihan, you have been waiting for me for a long time!" To be honest, she was still full of tension. She just confessed to the person she liked two days ago, for fear of being rejected by him, and ran away in fear, asking him to think about it for a few more days before replying to herself. She was nervous at home for two weeks, and finally waited for his call.
I really hope he can give himself a satisfactory answer and live up to his favorites for so many years.
Su Zihan stared at Kang Jiaying in a daze. The girl in front of him was very good, really very good. When he came before, he really planned to give her a try. Maybe he would really fall in love with her, but after experiencing the rejection just now, he understood that some things could not be forced.
"Zi Han, have you not thought about it yet?" It's not that she thought so. The key is that his expression was too sad. He always felt that he would reject himself. In order not to let him refuse him, she would rather he have no answer for the time being. "If you haven't thought about it, you don't have to give me the answer now." After that, she smiled awkwardly and hid the loss in her heart. "Zi Han, have you eaten? Should we eat something here simply? Otherwise, we can eat outside. What do you say you want to eat, I'll treat you!"
"Jiaying, I've thought about it."
"If you haven't thought about it, think about it more, I'm not in a hurry at all."
"No, I've already thought about it. I want to tell you my answer, actually I..."
"Zihan, I'm so hungry, otherwise would you please wait for me to eat something first?" Kang Jiaying was about to cry. Looking at Su Zihan's serious face, she already had a bad premonition and was afraid that she would say something she would reject her, and it would be really irreversible by then.
Su Zihan stood up and bowed deeply to her, "Jiaying, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
Kang Jiaying was about to cry and look at his back as she left without tears, crying in her eyes. The waiter came to serve the dishes, just in time when she cried the most fiercely. Maybe she was used to such a scene and could put down the meal without changing her face and then quickly evacuate.
She knew that there was always someone in his heart, but she had been unable to defeat her for so many years. Now she, Kang Jiaying, has completely lost.
It's a good time to fall into deep sleep when it's late at night.
Su Zihan thought he couldn't sleep, but when he got stuck in the pillow, he felt sleepy and strange scenes appeared in his mind.
The quaint house was filled with gongs and drums outside and firecrackers were heard. Even Lu Hanxiao, who lived in the deep courtyard, could hear it. She looked pale and leaned against the bedside. The people in the yard had already gone to the street to watch the fun, but she wanted to go, but she could no longer move her legs.
She held the red sword spike in her hand. Once, Brother Han competed with someone, but she accidentally left behind her. After picking up the sword spike, she wanted to return it, but because she couldn't bear it, she could only keep it in private.
Now it has become her only thought, "Brother Han, you married the princess after all. Actually, I like you too. Why don't you look back at me?" After that, he covered his mouth with his little hand and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Su Zihan felt extremely distressed when he looked at it. He didn't know that she had become so thin. Lovesickness was too bitter. He regretted it. He wanted to tell her loudly that she should not like Su Zihan, just be yourself.
Su Zihan, who was sleeping, frowned tightly and slept very uneasy.
Bai Wuchang asked, "Old Hei, should I add more fire to this dream?"
"Xiaobai, do you think the little Hell has a tendency to be abused?"
Chapter completed!