At that time, you didn’t know what love was, you didn’t know how to pity, you didn’t know how to cherish, and you didn’t know how to shed tears.
But now you understand everything, and so do I.
In the vast night, on the sparkling water, the hot air balloon carrying Luo Xi's entire sight flew steadily away.
Suddenly a flash of light flashed on the hot air balloon.
Luo Xi grabbed the fence and looked carefully, and saw a group of countless fireflies released from the hot air balloon and flying out in all directions.
Regrouping on the dark night curtain, shining and fluctuating in the night sky, as if rehearsed in advance, pieced together words.
"The roads are full of flowers, who will you be mine in the next life?"
Such a quiet and deep night, such shining and eye-catching words, people want to ignore it, but they can't ignore it.
Luo Xi's fingertips clung to the railing, as if he could rush into the air on impulse in the next second, grabbing all the fluorescence in front of him and never letting go.
She saw the last gift he prepared, which also indicated that Jing Mohao had really returned.
On this dreamy and unexpected night, he left without saying goodbye or taking a group photo.
The roads on the road are indeed full of flowers, but Jing Mohao, if there is an afterlife, I don’t want to be yours.
I will never put everything I have on you, and I will never be devastated by any of your separations.
In the next life, she will choose to be a tree, choose a peaceful land, and stand for eternity.
There are no postures of joy and sorrow, half peaceful in the soil, half flying in the wind, half spreading shade, half bathing in sunshine, very silent and very proud, no longer relying on it, no longer looking for it.
If possible, I am still willing to stand in front of you and provide you with a shade when you are tired.
This is my last attachment to you.
In a moment, the fireflies completed their mission and scattered in all directions, scattering fireflies all over the place and disappearing into the jungles on both sides of the river.
And the trace of the flying hot air balloon has long since disappeared.
The world has returned to silence, the river is still flowing peacefully, the air is still and chilly, and the only thing that has warmth is the coat that the man puts on me.
It's like wiping the tears on your face at this moment, everything today can be regarded as nothing happened.
Not only everything today, but also the pursuit of life and death this year, and sweet love will all turn into nothing.
This man came into her life from the horizon, and today, he left quietly and returned to the horizon that belonged to him.
Everything he brought to him flew to the end of the sky with that hot air balloon.
Jing Mohao, we met too hastily, and accidentally it became inevitable by coincidence and became indispensable in each other's lives.
But we also love too hastily, just like walking in the desert, there is no way back when the wind blows.
When we say goodbye today, our story ends here.
You are no longer my hero, but my lover who I have identified as being connected by blood for the rest of my life.
As soon as we say goodbye today, no one will hug me to sleep anymore.
When I wake up, I will never see the outline of the sleeping figure.
I will never be held in someone's arms in critical moments.
There will never be that low and sweet "" Stupid woman".
Jing Mohao, when you leave, I will lock up my memory and my sadness and never miss you again.
But how can I stop thinking about you?
Happiness is a forbidden place.
After life and death, I can’t find the key to enter
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