string sound dream lovesickness

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Mo Qingxian's face through the curtains that could never be closed tightly. He lowered his head and quietly looked at Meng Yuannian who was still sleeping soundly, and slowly took his shirt one grain at a time. Buckle the grains.He carefully arranged the clothes on his body clean and smooth, his movements were very slow, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony.He stood by the bed and turned his head slightly to look sideways at Meng Yuannian's beautiful and coquettish face, and the watery light flashed in his eyes.

Resisting the urge to touch Meng Yuannian, he walked away from him step by step, and he was reluctant to let go when he opened the door.He staggered as if he was going to fall at any moment, but he knew he would not fall.He walked through the living room and stood at the entrance, looking at the random shoes on the ground, squatting down to arrange them neatly, squatting barefoot on the ground, tears fell into Meng Yuannian's shoes one by one.

He was obviously so sad, but there was nothing he could do except shed tears.He stood up and opened the door, a large bluish-white light fell from the sky, splitting him and the world behind him into two.He covered his eyes and let the door slam shut behind him, standing in the light curtain, he seemed to be dead even though he was alive.

Meng Yuannian opened his eyes wide and watched the curtains swinging back and forth. He really didn't have the courage to watch Mo Qingxian leave.He couldn't even cry, his heart was clearly tyrannical but he didn't have the strength to lose his temper.He stared at the void with loose eyes, without the slightest expression in his eyes. He thought that the weather is so good today, it is really a good day for marriage.The person he loves is getting married today, but he doesn't even dare to go.

He didn't know how long he had been lying there before he finally sat up and stood naked in front of the closet, picking out clothes one by one, and putting them on carefully.He even found a rare brooch to pin on his chest, and even his hair was put on the hair wax that he hated the most, and it was tied flatly on the back of his head.

He stared at the person in the mirror until he felt that everything was perfect before he went out of the bathroom, got into the car and parked not far from Lin's house.He saw Mo Qingxian holding the red silk and leading the bride at the other end, crossed the threshold and began to worship heaven and earth, saw Mo Rou standing in the middle of the crowd wearing a red cheongsam, and saw that Mo Qingxian married someone else.He looked at it for a long time, thinking that he really hates red.But that man, he is really good-looking in such a dress, so that he can't bear to look away when he sees him.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the car seat, weakly letting Pei Yunxuan drive.It seemed as if I could hear the sound of the wind whizzing by, just like that person's panting, so urgent and so disturbing.

Mo Qingxian seemed to feel something in his heart. He turned around and looked back, except for the human head.He didn't know what he was expecting, but he was about to be disappointed after all. He hung his head and let the people around him fiddle with him.If they ask him to bow, he will bow, if they ask him to kneel, he will kneel down, if they ask him to serve tea, he will serve tea, it doesn't matter anyway.

But, if this life is destined to meet and love each other, why can't they give alms and stay together?After all, there is still resentment in my heart, and I am pregnant with hatred.

It's better not to meet each other, it's better not to fall in love, it's better not to be separated, it's better not to die.

It's best to stay together forever.