934. Winning the College Entrance Exam and Losing You 4
Zeng Jin thought that he was omnipotent and better than anyone else. He had great ability and strength and could not take anyone seriously.
But the moment he learned that Luo Meili had left, Liu Tao found that he could do nothing and was nothing.
In the room, you can vaguely hear some laughter and joy outside, separated by the glass, floating lightly in your ears. It is not very loud, but it has the bustling atmosphere of other people at night. At least it can make Liu Tao soberly aware.
I am still living in this world.
After staying in the room for two full hours, Liu Tao went to the hospital. After making inquiries, all he heard was the news of Luo Meili's resignation.
"The vice-dean has resigned and left this morning. The vice-dean said that if anyone comes to see her, she will give them these keys. You are Mr. Liu Tao, right?"
"Here, take the key."
With the nurse's voice still echoing in his ears, Liu Tao was at a loss and walking aimlessly through the night. He was holding the bunch of keys tightly in his hand. This was the key to Tianshui Villa.
Perhaps only lonely people have unknown sadness. The slowly blowing night wind ruffled Liu Tao's hair. Time and time again, it turned the heavy heart into a light paper kite and let it fly in the twilight. Night
It became longer and more peaceful, and a person's night was so lonely and lonely. Liu Tao just wanted to sleep in the silence, but his thoughts were exaggerating the spread of bitterness. Liu Tao couldn't bear this silent and silent night, and the night gave birth to his lingering love.
Missing her. Thinking about the bitter and spreading taste, Liu Tao's heart was trembling, and tears slipped down between his lips and teeth unconsciously.
I thought that I could sit back and watch the changes in the world, calmly let things pass by without regrets or complaining, and laugh at the entanglement of obsessed men and women, but unknowingly, I couldn't let go of my nostalgia and became haggard.
My heart is broken. Those thousands of expectations and choked misses have all condensed into depressed sentimentality. But in the world of mortals, who would have tried to read it carefully? "I wish I could have flowers blooming before you were married."
"It's easy to lose." Waiting for a casual oath, day by day, year by year!
The back is real, the person is fake, there is no attachment, you were not you and I am not me a hundred years ago, the sadness is real, the tears are fake, there is no cause and effect, a hundred years later there will be no you and no me. In a trance
Suddenly I seemed to see you. I stretched out my hand, but only touched a blank space. I know that you will still be you in a hundred years, but I will miss you less.