"Hey, don't cry, wait for me at home, I will definitely get him back." After finishing speaking, he ran downstairs in his slippers, and the sky began to rain heavily. I was hiding from the crowd in the rain, trying to search for his face, but there was no one who was him. I don't know what to do, I'm so helpless, I really want someone to help me. There is a lot of indifference on people's faces, and no one has time to worry about me, a self-inflicted person. A bus is about to leave, I see a tall figure, is it Ken? Ignoring the thunderstorm, I ran over and grabbed him, "Don't go." He turned around, but it wasn't the person I was looking for. Let go of the only hope, head down, no tears, I have no right to cry, I'm not pitiful, I'm just a stubborn selfish ghost.
? For the first time walking with a body but no soul, dragging a desperate body and bowing his head. Walking through the street with bright lights, is it an illusion? Suddenly I heard someone calling my name, "Peach!"
Looking up, I can't remember how many times, Ken appeared in my eyes when I needed it most. He was on the opposite side of the street, constantly wiping his blinded eyes in the rain, "You once said that you like white roses the most, and if anyone gives you nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers, you will marry him. Now, I There are ninety-nine flowers, can you forgive me?" He shouted loudly to me, breathing heavily. A large bouquet of white roses bloomed in his hands, like desperately fighting for love. The rain hits the flowers, and each one is nodding.
This is fate, my mother said, sometimes there must be something in fate, and what should be mine is mine. I stopped pushing away, nodded, and ran through the traffic, being held in his arms. I can finally cry. In front of those who love me, my tears will not flow in vain.
Kissing the most trembling lips in the wind and rain, the rain drips down the hair, the cold world seems to be driven away only by two people hugging tightly. The illusion of not giving up even for a moment, we call it love. If time can not go, so what if you are trapped in the space-time gap.
However, the hot kiss couldn't stop the cold body, and I slowly closed my eyes. I thought that if I opened them again, it would be a regret in this life, and a rejuvenation in the next life. Naturally sensitive, it made me feel like I was dying of heartache.
But he didn't know that he just caught a cold and passed out. After waking up, I will lie down at home. When I opened my eyes, I still saw the person I wanted to see, stroking my face with distressed expression, my waking up seemed to be the most worthwhile thing for him to wait for. Holding his hand, I want to sit up and get closer to him. But he pressed me down nervously, "I have a cold, don't move around, what do you want? I'll get it for you." He wanted to laugh at his incomprehensible style, but it was obviously his concern for me, "Hold me .¡± I just want him to do that. Ken nodded with a smirk, and said while taking off his wet clothes, "The clothes are all wet from the rain, if you don't take them off, the sheets will be stained."
In order to take care of me, I haven't had time to change my clothes, what a fool. Turning my face away, it wasn't until he covered me with the quilt and hugged me that I realized that he had already taken off my wet clothes for me, but he was too hasty to change me into clean ones.
Feeling his back against his slightly cold chest, being with the person he loves, he no longer feels light in his heart, full of real sweetness, maybe happiness is the person who loves each other, you know me. Thought that at this moment, he would hug me. But his hand went around my head, and gently hung something around my neck. Looking down, it was the lucky silver chain he was wearing, with a ring hanging on the silver chain. Just as I was about to ask, he pressed my lips lightly with his finger, "Give it to you, I hope it can bring you good luck, don't keep happening, it's unexpected, I don't want to be imaginative all day long Illusion, let myself think that I will lose you."
Pushing away his fingers, I asked him, "What about you? Give it to me, what do you do?"
"As long as you are safe, it is my greatest luck." After he finished speaking, he kissed my hair and whispered in my ear, "Promise me, no one can remove this hair except me." Chain, okay?"
"Why?"
"Because of this chain, there are other meanings." Ken held me tightly in his arms, and said in the slowest tone I've ever heard him say, "This chain is from my sixteenth birthday, Dad My mother gave it to me, and my mother also died of a heart attack in the autumn of that year." I could feel his uneasiness, and the hand holding me was gradually tightening, and he continued, "My father is very sad. Love my mother, this ring was used by my father to propose to my mother, my father cried and took it off my cold mother's hand, and handed it to me, telling me that there is it, in heaven My mother will always protect me. So, I strung it into a chain, hung it on my body, and swore that one day, I would wear it on my favorite ring finger." After finishing speaking, Ken sighed He took a long, long breath, as if it was longer than the life he had traveled. Perhaps his life had long been burdened with the romantic but miserable life of his parents.
I didn't expect that ken would??With such a sad past, I also understand why he is always so afraid of losing me. It turned out that his sense of insecurity was no less than mine. All I can do is gently pull up his left hand, interlace my fingers between his fingers, and fasten them tightly, hoping to pass on strength to him.
Unable to see his expression, he covered my hand with his other hand, "I'll let you keep it now, until one day, when I'm qualified, I'll take it off with my own hands, and tie you to the heart ring finger, I want us to never be apart again."
In this case, it is very important, and suddenly I feel that I can't breathe. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm thinking, is this a promise? He couldn't hear my answer for a long time, so he said anxiously: "If you don't want to talk, just show it with actions. Then, if you don't refuse me, you agree to me." After finishing speaking, he turned over and faced me. I, and I was still immersed in what he said just now, dazedly, "Huh?" I just wanted to ask him to repeat it, but his kiss fell.
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