The sky is dim and yellow, as if a good rain is about to come. Such weather is easy to make people feel weak, and the mood will also sink into a trough with it. But for Chen Ran, no matter how good the sun is, it can't relieve the feeling of falling into the ice cellar. It's like waking up suddenly and discovering that he has turned into a murderer, and no one can accept it.
The wooden door was opened by him with a "squeak", and everything inside remained unchanged, exactly the same as when he left. Now stepping into this old house again, Chen Ran feels powerless under his feet. Does Liang Zhuoting's soul linger here and never leave, that's why he often sees her? Chen Ran came here also to find her, to see her again.
The sky was getting darker and darker, without turning on the lights, Chen Ran walked into the room, the dustproof cloth spread the whole room cold, lifeless. Sitting on the wooden steps in front of the yard, her long hair is fluttering in the breeze. She seems to be looking at the trees in the yard in a trance.
Chen Ran walked over, sat next to Liang Zhuoting, and looked at her quietly, as if waiting for a trial.
Liang Zhuoting turned her head, stroked some messy hair, smiled at him, and said with her lips: "Are you back?" Chen Ran said in a low voice: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't know, I didn't mean it " Liang Zhuoting still smiled: "It's okay, I never blamed you."
Chen Ran turned his head and looked at the tree as well. The leaves danced sadly with the wind, and a raindrop fell from the sky, just falling to the corner of his eyes, like tears. "I can't forgive myself!"
Liang Zhuoting put some icy hands on his, and shook it gently, as if to comfort him. The rain fell heavily in an instant, and when the wind blew, it all blew on them. Chen Ran said: "Tell me where you are, let me see you." He turned his head, Liang Zhuoting was still smiling, shaking his head slightly, his figure became fainter and fainter until it disappeared. Chen Ran wanted to reach out to touch it, but in the end he only caught a few traces of clear rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Chen Ran sat there, letting the rain wet his hair and clothes. Tears flowed slowly from the corners of his eyes, but were washed away by the rain in an instant. Chen Ran cried, burst into tears, and shouted to the sky: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" But the rain also swallowed his echo, and the gloomy sky was vast.
Zhao Ling stood outside the door, looking at Chen Ran's back, her heart was so entangled, she could only cry with him, and fell into Luo Qi's arms crying. Luo Qi gently embraced her, with mixed feelings in his heart, how could things turn out like this!
When Chen Ran returned home, he suffered another serious illness. After recovering from his illness, he asked Luo Qi to accompany him to the orphanage.
When the dean saw Chen Ran, he recognized him at a glance, and quickly said, "Hey, young man, it's you. I've checked for you. That girl has a friend named Tan Tan, and she seems to have married abroad. , It¡¯s hard to get in touch now, I¡¯m so sorry!¡± Chen Ran forced a smile: ¡°Thank you. But I¡¯m here this time to ask if you know where she is buried. I want to go and see her " The dean said suspiciously: "Aren't you her friend? You don't even know where she is buried?" Chen Ran lowered her head silently.
Seeing his expression, the dean sighed: "Hey, there must be something unspeakable about your appearance. I heard that she was buried in the cemetery in the western suburbs, but I didn't go there. Remember to help me when I go." Let me tell you, everyone misses her very much." Chen Ran nodded and said, "Thank you."
The rain is still falling, adding a bit of sadness to the grave sweepers. The cemetery is very quiet, the road is wet, and people will make a slight "pop" sound when walking on it. That "pop" sound came from a distance, and the three pairs of shoes got closer and closer. A pair of white sneakers lead the way, closely followed by a pair of high heels, paralleled by a pair of men's leather shoes.
Zhao Ling helped Chen Ran hold the umbrella. He didn't open it himself, so he didn't care about opening the umbrella, but Zhao Ling was afraid that he would get gonorrhea again when he was well. Luo Qi walked quietly beside Zhao Ling, seeing how considerate she was, felt a little sour in his heart.
It seems that Liang Zhuoting's tomb has not been visited for a long time. There was dust on the photo, and Chen Ran carefully wiped it off for her. The person in the photo showed a familiar smile. Chen Ran and Luo Qi tidied up the tomb, and Zhao Ling stood beside her with things, looking at the photo on the tomb.
I remember how long ago, whenever I looked from outside the wall of the old house, I might be able to see her such a peaceful smile, which aroused her a lot of envy. Oh, I remember one time, she had a big fight with her boyfriend and she was in a bad mood, so she walked outside the wall and stood there for a long time. The girl never came out, she just kept watching, recalling what happened inside when she was young. Later, when the girl came out to dry the clothes, she saw her and asked her to come in and sit for a while. Zhao Ling waved her hand, smiled at her, and left. Unexpectedly, after that side, there will be no chance to see her again, life is so fragile!
Zhao Ling's eyes turned to Chen Ran's busy back, what kind ofwhat to look for. Zhao Ling grabbed his hand: "Kevin, what's wrong with you?" Chen Ran raised her eyes and saw a star pattern engraved on the tree where the diary was placed. There is an arrow under the pattern, pointing directly to the ground.
Chen Ran put down the diary, and used his hands to dig it up on the dirt floor. There must be something underneath.
The box was buried very shallow, and not long after Chen Ran dug the ground, its purple corner was revealed. Chen Ran stopped moving, and Zhao Ling was also stunned. What kind of story was buried under the big tree?
"Hey, Luo Qi, I helped you find the most frequently contacted number of that number, and there are still people using it, so you can call and have a look." Luo Qi was a little nervous as he clutched the note with the phone number in his palm Now, could it be the person named "Dong Er" on the other end of the phone?
The phone was connected, and the other end was very crisp, "hei?" It was a brisk female voice. Luo Qi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
"President, very sorry to bother you, but do you know liangzhuo ting?" Luo Qi hoped that the other party could understand English. Unexpectedly, the other end of the phone was taken aback, and asked directly in Chinese: "Liang Zhuoting? What's your business?"
Hearing that the other party can speak Chinese, Luo Qi was very happy, so he said the excuse he had prepared in Chinese: "Hello, I am the editor-in-chief of "mee" magazine. We received the entries from Ms. Liang Zhuoting last year. The work won our first prize, but due to the negligence of the staff, her name was changed with another person. Now we found out about this mistake and called Ms. Liang. She has been shut down. According to her phone number Records called, hoping to get in touch with her."
The other end of the phone didn't doubt at all, just sighed: "Why did you find out so late? She hasn't been here for a long time." Luo Qi deliberately pretended to be surprised: "Dead?" He could hear the voice on the other end of the phone. The son became low: "Yeah, last year already"
Luo Qi said: "I'm very sorry!" The other end of the phone said: "Forget it, she's gone, and any awards are useless to her." Hearing that she seemed to be about to hang up, Luo Qi quickly asked : "What about Mr. 'Dong Er'? His name is also in that work."
Unexpectedly, when the person on the phone heard this name, he suddenly raised his voice: "Don't mention this person to me! Just pretend he's dead too!" Luo Qi didn't expect this woman to hate Liang Zhuoting's boyfriend so much, so he said: "Miss, it's too embarrassing for us to say that."
The voice on the other end of the phone was very angry: "Hmph! What qualifications does he have to win the award! Since Xiaoting's accident, he has been hiding. I thought he would at least make a phone call, so I kept renewing Xiaoting's phone. , but after waiting for a year, it didn¡¯t work out! That heartbroken person is not qualified to win the award at all!¡±
What this woman said ran counter to Luo Qi's guess, and she was the one who renewed the call, so was her idea of ??"Dong Er" revenge also wrong? He hurriedly asked: "But we are obliged to contact him, can you please give me his contact information?" The woman hesitated, and said: "What'dong'er'!'Dong'er' means Chen Ran, that is That famous photographer Kevin, you go find him!"
The phone in Luo Qi's hand fell heavily to the ground!
Chen Ran carefully took out the box. It was a little discolored, but it was tightly sealed, and no water leaked when it was opened.
On the top of the box is a lucky star, "Send you 365 stars, let them help me guard your happiness every day. But there are only 364 stars in it, and I put the last one in our little corner, Hope to keep all our memories." It is the 365th star! What is locked is Liang Zhuoting's most reluctant memory about that relationship!
Under the lucky star, there is a thick stack full of photos, Liang Zhuoting and the boy, smiling, happy, happy, romantic The past is like the picture in the rearview mirror of a car, rushing into Chen Ran's mind , everything he wanted to forget could no longer be escaped, he remembered everything! The mist gradually lost his eyes, holding the box, the wound in his heart spread rapidly, and blood oozed out.
The moment Zhao Ling opened the box, she stood up in shock and stepped back step by step. The boy who was so close to Liang Zhuoting in the photo turned out to be Chen Ran! That Chen Ran had the happiest smile in the world, something she had never seen before.
Looking at Chen Ran's shoulders that were trembling with pain, Zhao Ling was a little dazed, this back is so familiar! In the afternoon a year ago, the back view of the boy when he hugged the girl was so warm that it made her feel sad. At that time, she thought that it would be great if she could have such a relationship. The warm figure in the afternoon sun gradually overlapped with the lonely figure in front of her now, so it was really him!
Zhao Ling just wanted to laugh at this moment, and a wry smile overflowed the corners of her lips, that's why she had a special feeling when she saw Chen Ran's back for the first time, right? But, why do you have no longer that warm back, only the scars on your back? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)There is a special feeling, right? But, why do you have no longer that warm back, only the scars on your back? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com