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Chapter 137

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    She looked disgusted, but her joy could not be hidden.  She kept telling Bai Lu about her current life, study, love as if she wanted to tell her everything she had accumulated in the past few years.

    She is very happy.

    After talking for a long time, her throat was almost dry. Jiang Ru held the drink and looked at Bai Lu slyly.

    "What about you, have you made any progress?"

    "Oh, I" Bai Lu smiled, "I'm still like that. I'm studying in college in Hangzhou, and the weather in the south is a bit uncomfortable."

    She was still looking at Jiang Ru's rosy cheeks, and her voice didn't feel like her own.

    "The sun is too strong and the air is too stuffy."

    "I felt a little uncomfortable on the way here"

    "This place is different from home"

    She was a bit incoherent.  She didn't know what she was talking about, and she found that she couldn't think of what words to use to deal with the conversation at this time.

    All the energy was used to block the door in her brain. There were countless memory fragments outside the door, screaming at her through the cracks in the door¡ª¡ª

    Look what you did?

    When she couldn't hold it any longer, Bai Lu had a lump in her throat and could no longer speak.

    She lowered her head and held the edge of the table tightly with her fingers.

    Look at now and think about what you have done.

    What have you done?

    He died, she left, she forgot

    "Everyone is entangled with him on their own, and then they leave it alone and move towards their own determined path and ending.

    He was the only one left in that innocent and cruel time, stumbling and losing completely.

    ¡°Perhaps one day in the future, she will put all this behind her, and then wait for an opportunity, and be asked about it, which will make her heart tremble.

    Eh¡ª¡ª

    You, do you still remember Xu Hui?

    Jiang Ru: "What?"

    She really asked.

    Bai Lu raised her head, and Jiang Ru was frightened by her expression, "Bai Lu, are you feeling uncomfortable? What, what -"

    She was in a panic and said the following words with difficulty.

    "Jiang Ru, I want to tell you something. This thing may seem a little strange or even scary to you, but you promise me that you must listen to it."

    Jiang Ru stared blankly: "Oh."

    The sun rises from the east to the middle.

    The doorbell rang again and again.

    All the ice in the cup has melted, and no one has taken another sip.

    The table was quiet for a long time.

    After Bai Lu told the whole story, the string in her heart finally loosened, like an old man who had finished giving his last words.

    Jiang Ru was stunned.

    Kahlil Gibran once said that forgetting is a form of freedom, and memory is a form of meeting.

    Bai Lu's words made her reunite with the pale boy at the corner of an alley with dim street lights and faint flowers.

    "Xu Hui."

    When she pronounced the name, her expression was not joyful, but it was not painful either. It was an expression that only belonged to memories.

    After reading the name, a pair of thin white hands involuntarily put it to her mouth.

    His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his voice choked and trembling.

    "Xu Hui"

    She looked at Bai Lu, "Why are you doing this"

    Bai Lu replied: "I don't know. I have given myself many reasons, but now they are all useless."

    She stared into Bai Lu's eyes, and after a long time, she hummed.

    Bai Lu raised her eyes, "Do you hate him?"

    Jiang Ru said almost immediately: "Hate."

    "Hate is so light, like water drops under the ice, disappearing immediately after dripping.

    Bai Lu lowered her eyes. After Jiang Ru finished speaking, her brows tightened.  She bit her lip, feeling a little uncomfortable and aggrieved, as if she was trying to persuade herself.

    "I just hate him"

    Bai Lu still didn't speak.

    Jiang Ru endured it for a long time and finally asked: "How is his health? Is he in danger?"

    "I don't know, I came the day after his accident."

    "Then why did you come to me?"

    Bai Lu¡¯s head was lowered, and anyone coming and going could detect fatigue from her body.

    She didn¡¯t immediately answer Jiang Ru¡¯s words, but instead talked about what happened when she was in the hospital.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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