[Tomb robbery evil, pick up the sand sea three] All ages fall

6.【Experience each other】(Zhang Qiling's perspective)

I got acquainted with Black Glasses, probably after we both became sensible, when the two of us could talk to each other, probably during the period when he and I were called "blind in the south and dumb in the north".

Black glasses are the first [friend] I made in my life, there should be no doubt about it.

Our first conversation is something I can't remember when.

But every word he said, I will never forget, it was without a doubt our first and most important conversation.

He was sent on a mission, I don't remember exactly what it was, and then he came back, came back safely, and found me later.

He asked me a word.

"Dumb, have you ever experienced the feeling of falling in love with someone?"

Until today, when I recalled this incident again, it was rare that I suddenly realized that he knew love and understood love so many years earlier than I did.

Then, I said I didn't, and added a rare sentence, "Have you ever liked someone?"

His answer is that from now on, he starts to like someone.

He said many names to me, and then concluded that these are actually one person, he is so changeable, and it makes people feel distressed.

Finally he told me that I like to call him Master Hua.

So I remembered that name.

Xie Yuhua.

Even after a long period of time, when he and I have become so familiar that we can’t get any names wrong, I still feel inexplicably that only such a name represents the real him.

He is complete only when he falls in love with someone.

Just like Wu Xie and me.

A month later, the black glasses ran over unsteadily, and told me that he knew that Xie Yuhua had a crush.

That person, neither I nor anyone in our circle, knew each other.

That is, there is no intersection of nepotism.

It's clean and pure enough to blow us away.

That night, maybe the blind man regretted his career for the first time. He came to find me. At that time, I was not the official patriarch. I lived in the west wing room, and there were few stars at night. The two of us lit candles. .

I didn't know anything at the time, half opened the window, let the wind sway the candlelight gently, the gentle and romantic is not what the two of us can do.

The only time the blind man told me that day was that he regretted entering the industry.

However, it's not that I regret that my hands were bloody and not clean enough, but it's that I regret that if I didn't enter the industry, I wouldn't see Xie Yuhua.

There will be no love story.

In the end he told me, forget it, dumb, let me take back what I just said.

Forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, it is better for me to guard silently.

I missed loving you just to see you.

[This is an infinite loop. 】

For the first time, I feel that this sentence is very suitable for us.

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For a long, long time after this, I did not see the blind man again.

But during this time I met Wu Xie.

I remembered the words of the blind man.

Then made the exact same choice as him.

We fall in love with the same kind of people.

Caught in the same vicious circle.

make the same mistake.

Will it have the same ending?

To this day, when most of the dust has settled on this story and we are still happy and safe, I always feel uneasy for no reason.

We went the same way, because what didn't end the same way I don't know.

So I always feel guilty for the black flower duo.

Because this is not their ending, just like we robbed other people's endings and settings, and chatted with them with a smile, with a face that was cheap and good-looking.

After a long time, Wu Xie's third uncle disappeared, and I didn't really meet and understand Yuchen until we went to the old lady of the Huo family.

At that moment, I felt like an ordinary person. While protecting the person I loved, I would never forget to take a look at the person my best friend likes.

There is a mentality of "keeping the gates for friends".

So I always complain about myself inexplicably, always being led by the blind to become an ordinary person.

But gradually, this kind of life of ordinary people has become my hope and what I am pursuing.

It wasn't until I recalled it today that I realized that there are so many bright spots in memories that have been going on for so long without knowing it.

But why, I never found out?

Then, I lost someone I shouldn't have lost.

my friend】.

Friends who have been through each other for so long.

Just leave slowly.

That's how the story ends.

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"The End"

recall once stumbled

Thick heart wall engraved each other's appearance

Met you and I have the same heavy makeup

May have to believe in impermanence

Looking back suddenly, the vague appearance in memory

it's your frivolous words

it's your smile

It's your lips that are slightly cool

I am most used to laughing at the absurdity of the world

The most disdain to linger in the vast sea of ​​people

I can't pretend that I have a deep love for you

The most helpless to see the desolation of people's hearts

But I'd rather be obsessed with your eyes

It turns out that what you joked and sang is not the love of this life

and i can't forget

Glow in the dark

Come and go in a hurry and hide memories

Never thought the wait was long and costly

Let ideals and reality resist

Maybe wandering just to reach your side

it's you looking back

It's the sharpness in your eyes

let's taste the favor

you didn't tell until the end

How will it end if you love deeply

After all, there's too much madness in our story

Can't say we're all the same

Can't help but talk about faith

Whose role is wandering is not wandering on this stage

After the show

So this game is too involved and forget to save

Just like this, this dream is too real and too sentimental

The self-proclaimed romantic self-righteousness is just a disguise

fear of owning fear of getting hurt

I am most used to laughing at the absurdity of the world

The most disdain to linger in the vast sea of ​​people

I can't pretend that I have a deep love for you

The most helpless to see the desolation of people's hearts

But I'd rather be obsessed with your eyes

It turns out that what you joked and sang is not the love of this life

how to forget

you didn't tell until the end

How will it end if you fall in love deeply?

After all, there's too much madness in our story

Can't say we're all the same

Can't help but talk about faith

Whose role is wandering is not wandering on this stage

If you are willing to ask you to forget

as a play

long overdue

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