The girl has a charming face that enchants all living beings. She is like a fairy who stepped out of an ancient painting, with a hint of the aura of being relegated to a fairy. It can be said that the girl in front of her is not inferior in any way, both in terms of figure and face.
'Yu Qin Yue, Xie Chenyan and the others are even better with that trace of charm.
However, all of this was not the real reason why Ye Huang was stunned. The beauty of time, Ye Huang, had never seen such a dumbfounded person like a nymphomaniac.
Looking at the familiar eyes and faces in front of him, a line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes again. He sniffed, Ye Huang's Adam's apple moved and finally said something that made the girl a little confused, "It's not her..."
Although Ye Huang has never believed in the so-called reincarnation in this world, he was still shocked when he saw the face of the girl in front of him that was almost carved out of the same mold as the wind chime! The same eyes, the same look, and even the voice
They were almost identical. If it weren't for the beauty mark on the corner of the girl's mouth, Ye Huang would have thought that his lost lover had returned to the present world.
At the same time, the girl in the black dress also changed her eyes when she heard Ye Huang's somewhat inexplicable words. She raised her eyes and took a serious look at the man in front of her: a black windbreaker dripping with rain, and a resolute but resolute face.
There was no color at all, as if he was seriously ill.
Only a pair of deep black eyes gave people a little life, but even this pair of eyes revealed bursts of chill and endless sadness.
This made the girl feel a little surprised in her heart. For her, this was not the first time she had seen a man with a cold personality.
In the circle of Chongqing, many wealthy second-generation young men always like to deliberately pretend to be indifferent in order to seduce girls who are not familiar with the world. She has always sneered at this.
But the man she accidentally bumped into today shocked her deeply. It was a pair of eyes filled with vicissitudes of life and sadness, without any artificiality. Even this kind of sadness gave her a natural feeling.
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But this was not what shocked the girl the most. What really made her feel an indescribable taste for the man in front of her was the look in his eyes when he looked at her.
It seemed like a pair of eyes that had been waiting for a thousand years. In addition to shock, the moment they saw him, they were filled with infinite attachment and tenderness. But then the look of pain in the latter's eyes once again revealed.
It made her understand again that the man in front of her was the wrong person.
"It turns out he recognized the wrong person..." She sighed softly in her heart, and the girl suddenly felt a little lost and had an inexplicable feeling of emptiness.
"I look like the same person, right?" Smiling, the girl asked Ye Huang without answering.
"Like! But you are not her after all, excuse me!" With a hint of hoarseness, Emperor Ye nodded with a sad look in his eyes, then spared the girl and continued towards the door.
The beautiful woman has passed away. Even if there is someone who looks exactly like her in this world, it is not her. She is unique and cannot be replaced by a look-alike.
Thinking of the voices, smiles, and ordinary past events he had with Feng Chime, Ye Huang burst into tears and cried hysterically for the first time in his life. The tears mixed with the rain fell on the bluestone slab.
"It turns out that after the death of the person you love most, the living continue to love through memories. So don't think that dying for the person you love is love. If you really love, live for the person you love until you are very old.
old."
In the past, whenever Feng Ling said something like this, he would always laugh at her for finding some sad things to make herself uncomfortable. It was only now that he truly understood what this was like.
Even if the living person breaks up or leaves, at least you can stand in the distance and stop quietly to look. But the dead person will only leave you with memories, and you won’t even have the chance to stop and take a look. You can only catch them.
Unliveable air and cold tomb.
Walking staggeringly, Ye Huang choked and cried like a big boy, not caring that there was a girl behind him who stopped and looked at him.
The girl obviously didn't expect Ye Huang to burst into tears suddenly. She stood there holding the bouquet of flowers and couldn't help but be stunned.
In many years, she has never seen a man cry so sadly, crying hysterically without any pretense.
He vaguely guessed something: a man came to the cemetery so late, and cried so hysterically, it was just that the person he loved had left him.
Looking at the staggering figure, the girl felt an inexplicable pain like a needle pricking her heart, as if she could feel the pain in the latter's heart.
"His lover will be very happy if he sees all this in heaven..."
Looking at the lonely figure walking away, the girl sighed deeply, then looked at the white carnations in her arms that were intact, breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and continued walking towards her mother's tomb.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and take a look at Ye Huang, who had been obscured by the rain.
In this world, if one day I suddenly pass away, I should be very happy to have such a man who cares about me...
Just when she thought this, the girl smiled bitterly again. Maybe she was not as lucky as her sister.
The Ximen family has been looking for opportunities to assassinate her. She can't tell when she will go to heaven to accompany her mother. It would be too cruel for her to have someone miss her like this.
She hopes that someone will love her like this, but she also doesn't want him to be as painful as that man. It's simply that no one can love her well.
Suddenly, the man who was crying like a big boy suddenly appeared in the girl's mind, which surprised her.
"Don't you think..." When she thought of this, the girl shook her head again, gave up her unrealistic thoughts, and walked into the cemetery with a wry smile.
Meet the person you want to meet among millions of people. In the endless wilderness of time in millions of years, you will happen to catch up with the person you love, neither a step too early nor a step too late.
For this almost fairy tale-like story, although the girl had expectations in her heart, she had never imagined it.
In her eyes, that man was just a passerby passing by...
