Chapter 88: It's better not to see: It's better not to fall in love
Su Ziyue cried while running, tears rushing out of her eyes unbridled, sliding down her face along with the rain, and dripping on the ground.
The heavy rain obscured Su Ziyue's sight. She was like a lost deer walking around endlessly with bare feet.
My clothes and hair are already soaked, but my heart is numb
It's so ironic that the scenario I have fantasized about countless times has ended in this way. I spent so much effort to get admitted to Saint English just to be with you, and now you are leaving and you don't know the date of your return.
The more Su Ziyue thought about it, the sadder she became. She gritted her teeth and tried to hold back the tears.
"Don't cry, crying is a sign of cowardice!" For some reason, a childish and serious voice suddenly echoed in Su Ziyue's mind.
Su Ziyue suddenly felt that her heartache seemed to have subsided slightly. She stopped and desperately wiped away the tears that kept pouring out with her hands.
At this time, Ling Yiyun chased after him, grabbed Su Ziyang's trembling wrist, and looked at Su Ziyang with pity and guilt in her eyes.
"Yueyue, I'm sorry!" Ling Yiyun sighed, his eyes filled with endless sadness.
"Why?" Su Ziyue's voice sounded a little hoarse. She stood with her back to Ling Yiyun, her shoulders rising from sobs.
Ling Yiyun looked at Su Ziyue's thin back with heartache, her eyes were red and swollen, but she didn't answer.
If possible, I would like to always be by your side, forever and ever!
The two stood like this in the drifting heavy rain, less than 20 centimeters apart from each other, but yet so far away
"Yueyue, forget me!" Ling Yiyun spat out these words lightly, let go of Su Ziyue's hand, and prepared to turn around and leave.
And at the moment he turned around, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and fell on the muddy ground with a "dong" sound.
Su Ziyue only felt that her hands were empty, and an unprecedented piercing pain invaded every inch of skin and every cell in her body, like countless ants eating away at her soul.
My heart hurts so much, I'm so tired, I can't bear it anymore
There were no more tears in her eyes. Su Ziyue's face was as pale as a layer of white paper, without any blood.
Why are you so cruel? Why?
I want to look back at you again, but I don’t have the courage
So Su Ziyue staggered forward with a heart full of holes, letting the crazy rain hit her
First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love
The second best is not knowing each other, so can not Acacia
Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so that we will not owe each other
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so you can not remember each other
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so you can not abandon each other
Sixth, it’s best not to be right, so you don’t have to meet each other
But we know each other once we have seen each other. It is better to meet each other than when we have not seen each other.
And I can't help you, so I don't have to worry about life and death... Su Ziyue murmured this poem by Tsangyang Gyatso and walked slowly step by step.
The sky was filled with lightning and thunder, dark clouds were rolling, and the rain was rapid and violent.
Suddenly, Su Ziyue stumbled and fell straight into the water, causing splashes all over the ground.
My knee was scratched by a piece of gravel. The bright red liquid slowly flowed into the low-lying area on the side. It was diluted by the rain and instantly dyed a small area of the ground red.
She wanted to stand up again, but her whole body was weak and weak. Su Ziyue could only lie down in the mud and let the surging "rain of swords" stab her.
So cold, so hungry, so painful...
Gradually, Su Ziyue's vision became increasingly blurry.
Suddenly a dark night flashed before his eyes, with a little girl running and shouting desperately, but then Su Ziyue fainted...