God is Daozu

Yu Langran, you like my brother.

Yu Langran opened her mouth as if she wanted to bite Jiang Ping viciously. She sternly tried to argue but forgot how to bite hard. Her thoughts became clear for a moment and then disappeared in her mind. Jiang Ping smiled, He was like a cloud that couldn't gather and disperse. Sometimes Yu Langran felt that Jiang Ping saw her through, but Jiang Ping cleverly managed to avoid her self-esteem.

Yu Langran didn't expect that being seen through and exposed would be so annoying, let alone that Jiang Ping's words would make her feel so poor.

She seemed to have been slapped. She hated Jiang Ping's calm and determined look at this moment. She said meanly, "Your brother? Your brother who doesn't understand anything?"

She couldn't help herself becoming more and more ridiculous, she bluffed and raised her voice to mock Qiang Ju, the more she said, the more she got angry, she couldn't help herself to do so, and then she fell silent under Jiang Ping's calm eyes.

You've been eyeing him for a long time.

What are you trying to do by showing him those images?

Yu Langran was startled when she saw Jiang Ping's mouth shape, and then she pretended to smile calmly, "Are you going to stop me?"

Jiang Ping just shook her head. Yu Langran remembered that she would shake her head secretly when she saw Jiang Ping walking on the hillside on the surveillance camera. had foreseen his death.

Surviving is something you and I have struggled with for so many years.

I'm not worried about what you will do to Ji Qiang.

Jiang Ping smiled, and Yu Langran felt that Jiang Ping had penetrated her white shirt with his black eyes and ironed her chest. She stood in front of Jiang Ping with two big gaps, and she secretly And bright emotions flowed out of the opening in embarrassment. At that moment, she seemed to have never known Jiang Ping before.

Yu Langran, we struggle to live, but do we just want to live?

You call him ignorant and fearless, you love him for ignorance and fearlessness, you call him naive, you love him naive.

Are you willing to kill him?

Since when did I start following him.

Yu Langran walked through the courtyard that was half dead and half angry. She dealt with the servant and sent him away. Her eyes followed the fluttering winter cherry blossoms to the maid's slender neck. The colder her eyes, the more she looks like a wolf.

She walked tiredly in this house in the middle of the night, she climbed the stairs and dragged her tired self to the door of the lingering room, and then leaned heavily on the closed door, she collapsed on the embers like a handful of fine sand. doorway.

Since when did I stare at him.

She looked at the night and thought about it.

When she knew that Jiang Ping met Qiang Ju, she became panicked. Her feelings about the reunion between Jiang Ping and his family were too complicated. She hated, she was afraid, and she was also happy. If Jiang Ping leaves, what will happen to the lingering flame? Can she protect the lingering flame by herself?She was also afraid that she would be the only one walking in such a dark night from now on.

She is monitoring the tangerines on the hillside on the surveillance camera. She is like a fat mouse that eats the same kind in the gutter and grows fat. The tangerines are like a life that has been devoured, standing skinny in the sun. He looked over without comment. His eyes were silent but insightful.

She has watched the tangerine figure in the humid world outside on many rainy days.

Sitting in this gray base, she secretly looked at the textbooks, imagining the world on the ground, drawing Qiangju's eyes with a few strokes in the illusory sound of rain.

She likes his eyes.

I have always wondered whether I still have normal feelings in such a chaotic world.

I have such an amazing feeling for him.

I want to provoke him, I want to make him sad.

Yu Langran remembered that when she first met Qiang Ju, she suddenly hated Qiang Ju very much, even she didn't understand where such intense feelings came from, she just wanted him to hurt.

She looked coldly at Qiangju who had chased him to the villa, she felt it was ridiculous.

I love him sometimes.

She leaned against the lingering door and recalled that her paper notes were torn up, when Qiang Ju lowered her head and seriously spelled out her notes.

I sometimes want to be nice to him.

She remembered that on that not-so-cold Christmas Eve, she walked past Qiangju like a hurried pedestrian. Qiangju looked up at the high protection on the wall, and she was so conflicted and softened just by looking at it.

Sometimes I want to cry in front of him.

She remembered that late at night she rushed to the library in the cold, she used the greatest patience in her life, she finished the final assignment as if nothing had happened, and Qiang Ju's question nearly broke her.

I remember that time...

She walked to the courtyard like a dead body, the camellia rotted and died in the mud, and died before the arrival of early spring, the winter cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and they were in full bloom like crazy. She remembered that in the simulation cabin, Qiangju weaved a wreath with winter cherry blossoms, She stood in front of the mirror and secretly put on the wreath.

It's a pity that there is nothing left after leaving the simulation cabin.

Jiang Ping, do you know that I used to be really afraid that you would leave me. I don't like you, but I still want someone to be with me.

Scenes of how she took Jiang Ping's body out for cremation flashed through her mind.

She dug up the soil with one shovel and put down Jiang Ping's urn.

But when you die, I am not afraid at all.

Jiang Ping, do you know?In this world, it is difficult for people to do one thing perfectly.

You are afraid that Ji Qiang will be deprived, but when you are born in this world, you will be deprived all the time.

"Jiang Ping, I can only choose to be a wolf."

"Hello?...Yu Langran?"

Yu Langran sat in front of Yu Ran's door and hugged her snow wolf, she listened to Daniel's tired voice from the light screen with a blank expression.

"Sorry, wrong type."

"Is Yu Ran willing to meet someone?"

"Give her a little more time...it's okay...you don't have to come."

She knocked her chin on Snow Wolf's body, the room was too dark at night, there was no light at all, she seemed to be sitting in an empty cemetery.

"You'll see her when she wants to see people, don't worry about her, she's fine."

She answered some of Daniel's questions about the situation of Ember and then hung up the phone. She stood up after Snow Wolf disappeared, and knocked on Ember's door in the dark night.

"Daniel asked how you are doing."

"Are you happy, afterburn?"

After she finished speaking, she went down the stairs and turned on the lights one by one. She was cooking in the middle of the night alone. She cooked as fast as ever. After finishing, she habitually ran upstairs. She took a step and then stopped. .

Yu Langran went back to the dining table and ate in silence. The more she ate, the quieter she felt. The sound of chewing was amplified in this empty world. She tentatively asked

"Do you eat afterburn?"

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Then I will eat alone."

She took a bite of the dish and laughed out of the blue. She vaguely saw her own ridiculous shadow on the glass, she laughed again, and finally cried.

Jiang Ping, your brother has beautiful eyes.

Ok.

Do you not like it?

dislike.

I thought you liked anything about him.

At this moment, Yu Langran watched the monitoring in the base of the simulation cabin motionless.

Of course I like him, and I admit he has beautiful eyes, but I refuse to like his eyes.

Yu Langran found Qiangju's location, Qiangju passed through rows of glass rooms expressionlessly, Yu Langran stared at the eyes on his side face and recalled what Jiang Ping had said.

If you like his profundity, you have to understand that it is given by tragedy.

If you like his confusion, you have to understand that it was given by Dianpei.

If you like his innocence, you have to understand that it is a new life after the disaster, and this is the only thing he gave to himself, and it is something he still has.

Yu Langran saw that Qiang Ju's eyes became heavy, she saw Qiang Ju skillfully adjusting the simulation cabin, and Qiang Ju himself didn't seem to know what he was doing at all, he seemed to be unable to see what was in front of him, he became unprecedented of depression.

Yu Langran, do you like him?

She forcibly opened Qiangju's simulation cabin, and the surrounding was eerily quiet, and the monitoring indicator light went dark.

Qiang Ju sat in front of her defenseless, with a helmet on his head.

She stretched out her hand towards Qiangju's bracelet, and when her fingertips touched the skin of Qiangju, she hesitated for a moment, and the image of Qiangju walking through the sunflower field appeared in her mind, in the golden flower field The boy's face was as deep as water, and he inadvertently looked at her behind the surveillance, and then unloaded it without hesitation.

"Hello?...Yu Langran?"

After Qiang Ju walked out of the simulation cabin late at night, she received a call from Yu Langran.

Yu Langran's calm voice came from the opposite side, falling into the dark night.

"Mistyped."