When the night comes, the light fades away, and the evening breeze follows. The heat dissipates and the coolness gradually comes.
Lin Lian stood in the morning of the night when she was about to come. She was wearing an ankle-long floral dress, blue and white tones, a very gentle color. She was wearing a pair of light beige bean bean flat shoes, which was simple and peaceful.
Today she draped her long hair down, and her straight hair was scattered behind her head. The broken hair on her ears was tied behind her ears, revealing her white earlobes.
And, a pearl earring on the earlobe.
However, I seemed afraid that the night was coming, the pearls would fade away their brilliance and be dim.
Zhang Qianqian stood there, looking at the person in front of her with his eyebrows and eyes lowered and his face quiet.
She stood there, forming a painting with the night and pedestrians at this time, this school with many years of cultural heritage.
Still oil painting.
Zhang Qianxi didn't dare to move.
Even a great panic spread in her heart and rose to her face and eyes.
She looked at the scary person in her sight, very scared.
Especially scared.
"I also know you're following a woman now."
"I know who that woman is, and I know more about why you follow her."
"Because, that woman's husband is dead."
"Because I'm saving you, I'm dead."
Clear words appeared in my mind, and kept repeating, Zhang Qianqian's heart beat violently, and her mouth opened: "Lin...Lin Liang..."
She heard...
I heard it all...
Lin Lian did not move, and many strange auras around her passed by her nose, and she felt them.
But these auras have nothing to do with her, just like everything here has nothing to do with her.
She stood there, where she was, but she was alone in a corner.
She comes out
If you don’t go, people outside will not be able to come in.
The sound full of fear and panic fell into her ears, just ahead of her, her eyes moved and then looked up.
Uneasy, panic, fear, regret.
Countless emotions were revealed on this face, completely gone from the coldness and arrogance that had been before.
Lin Lian looked at the person in sight, looked at Zhang Qianqian's appearance, and she walked over and took a step by step.
Zhang Qianqian looked at the quiet person, with Jing's eyes without any emotion or expression.
It's like her heart is dark.
There is nothing anymore.
She walked towards her, so smoothly.
It made her scared smoothly.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound, her mouth moved unconsciously and her eyes widened.
Watching Lin Lian get closer and closer to her.
"Didi..."
“…”
"Oh, I've been tired for a day and finally have a good rest."
"Me too, so tired..."
“…”
"Let's go shopping, I'm going to buy new clothes."
"Okay, I'm going to buy shoes, too."
“…”
"Go away quickly, you're starving to death!"
“I want to have pizza!”
"I want to eat ice cream!"
“…”
Countless sounds surged from all directions, very noisy and chaotic.
But Lin Lian could hear these sounds clearly.
These ordinary words fell into her ears without any mistakes.
Lin Lian stopped in front of Zhang Qianxi.
She looked at her and the person in front of her, and her dark eyes seemed to have finally made some movement.
"Are you finished?"
She asked, her voice was the same as usual, but she listened carefully but was different.
Some are not real, some are slow, some are low.
It seems to come from a very far place.
Zhang Qianqian held the strap of her shoulder bag tightly, and her heartbeat could no longer be stable, but she had already seen her eyes.
The scriptures are gradually calm.
She looked at the person who seemed to be in front of her and nodded: "Yes."
Lin Lian's eyes moved, and then nodded.
She turned and left.
Just leave like that.
There is no sign.
But, as if she thought of something, she stopped just after taking a step.
He looked down and looked at a thin wool knitted cardigan on his wrist.
The wool is fine and soft, the stitches are fine and dense, and it falls on the hands as light as a cloud.
It should be warm, but she couldn't feel it at all.
Apart from being cold, it's cold.
Wrap her deeply.
She raised her hand and handed the clothes to Zhang Qianxi: "It's cold tonight, put it on."
Zhang Qianqian looked at Lin Lian. The person in front of her was quiet, but these eyes were like the pearls on her earlobes that had faded away, and there was no light inside.
She didn't move, just looked at Lin Lian.
Lin Mei moved her eyelashes and withdrew her hand: "You are young, you shouldn't be cold."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
The steps are steady, just like you are not fast or slow, and you are not in a hurry.
She is getting further and further away from Zhang Qianxi.
Zhang Qianqian stood there, watching the people in her sight distance from her, watching her integrate into the crowd, and watching her move forward safely.
It seems that the road is very long, and she will have to walk for a long time until she can't walk any further.
With five fingers embedded in the palm of your hand, pain rose in Zhang Qianqian's eyes.
Deep pain.
She ruined everything.
All were ruined.
"Zhang Qianxi, you are just a perfect person - mourning, door, star!"
"People who have something to do with you will die, haha..."
The harsh words rang in her ears, and at this moment, she was entangled in pain.
is that so?
Because of her, mother died and father died.
Zhan Lianshi died.
Now even the Lin Yan...
She can't think about it anymore
Only the hand grabbed the strap of the shoulder bag tightly, so tight that it seemed to be embedded in the flesh and blood.
Lin Lian walked forward, and she looked ahead, with no light inside, and the scenery in her eyes disappeared in the darkness in her eyes.
"That woman's husband is dead."
"Because I'm saving you, I'm dead."
“…”
That woman.
husband.
Dead.
die.
It shouldn't be heard, it shouldn't be known.
But in the darkening sky at this time, among the coming and going, various voices and languages mixed with various languages, she heard the proud and arrogant smile.
The words followed by a smile.
They kept retelling in her mind.
It seemed to be telling her over and over again what she didn't know.
Suddenly, a hole was broken in my heart somewhere, and many scenes came in like this, gathering in front of her.
"That day... Zhan Lian went to the court, do you know?"
“…”
"I owe Zhan Lian a life."
“…”
"Some things you see and hear may be fake."
"What you can't see or hear is true."
"You should trust your heart."
"You didn't love the wrong person."
“…”
"Don't come again."
A low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in my mind, cold and emotional.
At this moment, many of the disturbing scenes in front of me dispersed, only stopping for that day.