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Chapter 147

On this night that he would never forget, he deeply felt what it means to live in seconds for as long as a year. He squatted down and pulled his hair fiercely. On the one hand, he was thinking about all the scenes she had experienced with him, and on the other hand,

He was tortured by a deep sting again; for a while he thought that if she was willing to come, he would be willing to wait no matter how late it was, but for a while he thought that if he waited for her to come, he would have to vent his anger and even walk away.

Let her also taste the bitter taste...

But life itself is more unexpected than imagined. None of the scenes he imagined were played out in reality. He was like a boxer who couldn't find an opponent, and like an actor who was not assigned a role. In this way, there was comedy in the sadness.

Abandoned. He still can't remember how he returned to the dormitory. From the moment he saw him

The scene described by the roommate was: the water was running from head to toe, and it felt like he had just been fished out of the water; he walked in a daze and his eyes were unfocused, and he looked like he had either lost his soul or been beaten stupid; he didn't even have the slightest bit of emotion when talking to him.

I responded, but I found my bed accurately, fell down and closed my eyes, and when I looked carefully, I fell asleep.

Seeing him, who was usually high-spirited and calm, act so abnormally, his roommates were frightened. In the next three days, he was admitted to the hospital with a high fever, muttering something that no one could quite understand.

What he said, he couldn't remember what he was shouting at that time, and he had no way of knowing whether it was her or not, except for one thing. From then on, she seemed to have disappeared from the world, and there was no news about her anymore.

And she also became a scar in his heart. Although it was no longer dripping with blood under the touch of time, she could never grow back to her original appearance, and it would still hurt if she touched it lightly. So he deeply touched her.

Buried in the corner of my heart, I never touch it easily.

However, what made him both happy and helpless was that the girls he met later, especially the girls who came to pursue him, all had more or less her shadow. Some looked similar, some sounded similar, and some had similar faces.

There are some similarities, and there are some similarities through some unconscious movements... Therefore, he never rejects these people decisively, letting them linger around him, as if he can piece together the various fragments to form a complete her.

Therefore, when he first saw Hemei Tianxia under the light rain of apricot blossoms that day, he had the look of being amazed by the beauty of the moment. It was also that fleeting look that made Hemei Tianxia's heart secretly wish.

However, Cheng Bi is an exception. Because Cheng Bi has nothing similar to her. They are completely different, whether it is appearance, body shape, personality or voice and smile. And from the beginning, not only did she not like Zhao Chen, but she also disliked Zhao Chen.

She was quite prejudiced against him, but Zhao Chen found that he really wanted to know her, understand her, get along with her, protect her at all costs, and even leave the hope of life to her without hesitation in that disaster.

Zhao Chen was surprised and excited by his own feelings. He found that the appearance of Cheng Bi was like a ray of warm sunshine, which not only made him feel warm, but also miraculously healed the wounds in his heart.

But at the same time, he was not sure about his feelings, so on the one hand, he could not restrain himself from being nice to her, but on the other hand, he never showed his feelings. It was not until he separated from Cheng Bi that he saw himself more and more clearly.

thoughts and emotions.


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