Han Lengqian frowned slightly, as if he was disgusted with my attitude of watching the fun.
Leng Moyi nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes. The once arrogant and domineering school beauty was now an innocent girl.
Han Lengqian just said "I understand" and left.
Leng Moyi instantly felt that she had hit the bottom. I know? What does it mean? Reject?
Her face turned a little pale, Leng Moyi gave a forced smile and said to Lan Ranyue, "Yueyue, don't you want to eat? Let's go."
Lan Ranyue also followed Leng Moyi uneasily. Alas, she blamed herself for talking too much. Lan Ranyue secretly scolded herself.
Seeing Leng Moyi's appearance, I felt distressed in my heart. I don't know why.
Ever since Ling Yifeng and I got together, Yueyi and Xiao Xi and I no longer play or live together often.
Strange yet familiar.
I took Ling Yifeng and left. The remaining four people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
I was blowing the wind, and my long hair was floating in the air. The autumn wind was very refreshing, and the leaves had fallen to the ground, making a lot of sounds when I stepped on them.
Ling Yifeng was quietly behind and didn't speak. He felt that there seemed to be something abnormal about me like this.
Go to eat in silence, walk in silence, return to class in silence. And then... return home in silence.
When did you become speechless?
I laughed. Actually, have I changed? I should be, I have become more cold-blooded. Even though I still look innocent and harmless on the surface, in my heart, I am no longer the same.
I even thought about what would happen if everyone knew that I had lied to them?
What will happen after Lan Caijin knows Xiao Xi's identity?
What will happen to Shu Yiyu after he knows Yueyi's identity?
And what will happen to Ling Yifeng after she knows my identity?
Why did you want revenge at the beginning? Oh, because Park Sung Hye killed her mother? Then... I worked hard to become stronger. After I killed Park Sung Hye to pay for my mother's life, God made another joke on me. My mother did not die, she was fine.
To be her queen, I have suffered so much, so many injuries...
In the end, he was deemed worthless.
Let go of hatred, haha. How many people have advised me to let go of hatred, but I retort, I can’t let my mother die unjustly!
My dear mother, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were still alive? Why did you have to ask me to see you after my hands were stained with blood? Do you know that I am no longer the innocent little girl I was when I was a child?
I can't go back. How many times have I wished that this was just a dream or a nightmare.
When I woke up, everything was still the same.
Then, my mother smiled and touched my head, sat beside my bed and said: Xin'er, are you having another nightmare? It's all fake. My brother is waiting for you to go downstairs and play together.
Haha, what a cruel fantasy.
My eyes are a little warm, and I know they are tears, but I won't let them flow out. After more than ten years of ups and downs, I have long learned to pretend, to be indifferent, and to be... strong.
Strong... Haha, I keep saying that I am strong, but it is not true. Only I know that every time I get up at night and cry softly, I tell myself that in fact you are still weak and you have no way to control your tears.
However, in front of outsiders, I am so arrogant, so arrogant...
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It was you who said you don’t love me anymore
It was you who appeared at the door again
Snowflakes fell, shattering the sky
It hurts so much and you still walked through it
maybe you miss me
Maybe you can't let go
My tenderness face to face
We quietly blow the wind
I just want to watch it again
The mirage in your eyes
I love you
Lost the self that can laugh
Used up all my strength
It doesn't matter
I don't really want to hear what you say
sorry
But just go here
glad i met you
Do not cry
I want you to rest assured
i have recovered
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A part of a person's sadness will always remain in his heart, and he must bear it alone, the sadness of loneliness, and the desolation of loneliness.
When walking alone, you still have to carry it yourself. In this world, it is better to believe in yourself than anyone else.
Walking alone on the journey of youth, people A, B, C and D along the way will not stop and watch for you. Because there is no need to stop for an unworthy person.
I am just a child who has not grown up. I cannot speak more affectionate language or write sadder words. I am still walking confused on the road.
If you reach a crossroads, the choice will be given to both sides of the coin.
And I will only obey the destiny.
It can be cut off or discarded, and it can be dispensable.
I never know what I should do. In the second year of junior high school, I only have to do it once a week. In the third year of junior high school, this opportunity is almost non-existent.
People keep asking me when the new article will be published, but I can tell you here that it is still far away.
My life is not just novels and words, there are other things, and there are people I care about.
So, sorry.
Dragging a Thousand Gold is over, maybe you will see the new article again, maybe next year, maybe even longer...
