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Chapter 155 It's Over

"Saya Otoyu, you..." Tezuka was stunned, not understanding her sudden apology. Inexplicably, a deep and deep loss filled his heart. The apology was for the past, and he really wanted to forget everything in the past.

? Including him,

Isn't this good? But why, he began to be reluctant to admit it. Her sudden change really confused him. She no longer had her previous personality. He could really see her as another person.

When he wanted to get to know her again, she began to stay away. In the end, was he really going to lose Zeng Jin's concerned eyes, the girl who called him Brother Guoguang, the girl who gave him purple happiness?

, is this the feeling of loss and discomfort? Today, he finally experienced it

But at this moment, he had nothing to say

Saya Otoyu, such a strange name. Otoyu lowered her head and looked at the shadows of the two people on the ground, as if she had returned to the time when they met.

Her brother calls her Otowa, others call her Saya, and he calls her Saya Otowa, and there is another person who always calls her little maid in that lazy tone with a slight contempt.

Little maid, although it doesn't sound good, but at this time, why, she felt very clear, she was really defeated by him, Keigo, I am starting to get used to this title, I was hurt by you

She smiled lightly, with an extremely clear smile flowing in her eyes.

But Tezuka just looked at her, as if he wanted to see something from her face. Time passed in a hurry, and she heard his deep voice ringing in her ears, "Saya Otoyu, if this is the case, I should too

Say sorry"

Sorry, where did he come from? He just didn't love her, so none of this was his fault, was it?

Yinyu shook his head. It was really not his fault. It was just an excessive persistence when he was young and frivolous. No matter how stubborn he was, there would be a day when prosperity would end. In fact, they were all just lonely children.

Tezuka's face was leisurely and deep, seeming to show a lot of helplessness. He looked at the silence of the girl in front of him, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. There was a lot less emotion in his eyes, and a little lavender appeared in his eyes.

, like a memory, also like a reminiscence, in the end, only a faint sigh is left, "I already know about that pot of cornflowers. So, for Qingmu, please forgive me, he is not begging for Qingmu, but,

To bear everything, if all the mistakes happened because of Qingmu, then the real reason is actually him."

It was he who gave Qingmu the misunderstanding, and it was he who gave her the reason to cause that misunderstanding. It was also he who indirectly hurt her.

Cornflower? That pot? Otowa, who represents happiness, gave a silent bitter smile. It has been broken, so it is meaningless.

"It's past, I've forgotten." She looked at him again, but he could no longer see her emotions clearly, but he still caught a fleeting hint of sadness.

He wanted to say something, when a series of ringtones rang in his pocket, he took out his cell phone and put it to his ear

"Well, okay, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at her apologetically

"I have something to do and I'm leaving first." After hesitating for a while, he asked, "So, what about you?" Putting the phone in his pocket, the young man's golden-brown hair was flying in the wind, under the blue sky, white clouds were light.

then drifted by

"I'll stay a little longer," she said with a smile, but she was a little unfamiliar and indifferent.

"Yes, I understand." Tezuka nodded. When he turned around, a faint light flashed through his eyes, like a meteor that flashed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She is really no longer the girl who loved him before, he knows it clearly

Otowa leaned her back against a tree and looked at Tezuka's back, which had gone far away. The figure stopped and suddenly turned around. He looked at her, his face turned sideways, with a hint of melancholy lingering in his eyes.

Then, turn around again and leave

A breeze carried a faint scent of grass. She leaned against the tree, with a faint smile on her lips. However, when she lowered her head, some cold tears began to fall wantonly.

That string of silent time has finally passed


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