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    She stood at the door and looked back and forth.  The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the only silence was the sound of the wind blowing.

    Traces of time remain on the edge of the dilapidated roof.  The dusty living room smelled of damp and musty.

    Came back here suddenly.  Want to meet old friends.  Maybe they have forgotten the address of the other party, and when they come here, there is only a barren scene left.

    She came back alone.  with luggage.  The luggage is filled with things that friends like in memory.

    Pushing open the rusty door, no one should have lived here for many years.  That's why it looks disorganized, and there is a decadent scene of death everywhere.

    She was wearing a floor-to-ceiling dress, which was dragged on the ground, and the skirt was torn off by the gravel.  Simply, she lifted her skirt and walked through the weed-covered yard with difficulty.

    Her waist is very thin.  He looks good too.  Like a blooming flower.

    The living room door was unlocked.  The hand gently pushed away.  In the empty house, I didn't feel the slightest fear.

    Should have been back here long ago.  Meet the person who has been thinking about it for a long time, but still has no courage to meet.

    She is wearing the most beautiful clothes.  Her freshly permed hair was lazily draped over her shoulders, and her red skirt was seductively bright.

    long, long ago.  She is a regular here.  At that time, she hadn't learned to lie.

    She laughed, a smile from the heart.

    She cried, shed real tears.

    When she grows up.  When she envied the prosperous life, she learned to pretend.

    So on that sunny morning.  She told him that we should not meet again in the future.

    She didn't see it.  is really gone.  Not on impulse.  A joke that I said out of anger.  He didn't mean it.  still come to her.  She didn't open the door.

    He doesn't give up.  wait at the door.  In the end, another man came to open the door.

    Reality doesn't lie.

    She knew his poverty.

    He won't buy her 3000 yuan clothes.  I will not buy an expensive bag for her.

    On birthday, it is just the most ordinary cake.  She doesn't like that every birthday is just cake.  So, she chose another man.

    What is love, she does not pursue it.  All she could think about were the beautiful dresses in the window.  And that unaffordable leather bag on the counter.  She needs these vanity things to support her noble self-esteem.  Even if the bones are still full of traces of poverty.

    She lied.

    Lost the most important person in your life.

    Many years later, when she thinks of him, what else is left besides regretting the past?

    Carrying the guilt of that lie, she came here, wanting to meet him, thinking that he was as fat as a middle-aged man, and thinking that when they met, the two would embrace and cry.

    but no.

    Perhaps she misremembered his address.

    That's why we didn't find him.

    There are faint graffiti on the walls.  Someone once wrote to her with black charcoal on the wall, I love you.

    How long ago.  I couldn't help but wet my eyes.

    The person who thought he would never leave when he was young, the oath he thought would not be broken, the future he thought would be bright

    When she was standing in that broken house.  Mixed feelings.  Mixed feelings.  The old dream of the past seems like a lifetime away.

    Tell a lie that shouldn't be told.

    But it took a lifetime to forget.

    She stayed there for a long time.  She knew it was going to be demolished.

    She can ask the person next to him where he is going.

    But she did nothing.

    Picked a few wild flowers in the yard, red, blue, purple and put them on the tips of my hair.

    She quietly walked out of the yard and closed the door again.  After walking a few steps, he looked back again.  No one came out.  She sighed in frustration.

    There is a ticket for eight o'clock in the evening in the backpack.

    She needs to hurry to the airport.  Rush to the turbulent sea of ??people.  That way you won't feel so lonely.  Even knowing that there is still a deserted room waiting for her when she returns home.  Over the years she has gotten used to being alone.  And get used to lying.

    The unspoken truth choked in his throat.

    After all, it was a waste of time.

    After all, I never saw him again.

    There are things he likes in the suitcase.  What she could not afford before, she has the conditions to satisfy But she can't give it away anymore (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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