sterling silver

The way out, the long corridor has become long and deep in these years of traveling.As soon as Cha walked to the high place, layer after layer, he seemed to be walking aimlessly, but he saw that under his eyes was clear and transparent, a deep black that anyone could see through.

From the end of the conversation to the present, Cha Yi's heart has gradually calmed down amidst the extreme sadness, it seems that the burden that has been pressing on him has disappeared overnight, he knows everything, no matter whether it is the truth or not, now he What I miss most is Lian, that innocent but persecuted boy.

The smile of the lotus is as clear as a lotus flower blooming on the water, blooming purple red, white yellow, light orange, Tingting Yuyu, shy as a girl's pink.

Cha Yi recalled a lot, it was Lian's story, although there were not many, but the advantage was that he was sincere to him, did not deceive, did not betray, did not take advantage of him, and had only one heart.If they can't win, they can't win Lian's sincerity. Some love, even if it is deep, but without sincerity, what is it?

Alas, with such a passing away, when he was so young, he was also the murderer who indirectly killed Lian. In this case, what right does he have to scold them?

After thinking a lot and being blind for a long time, Cha Yi had already reached the 98th floor before he knew it.Cha Yi reached out to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes were fixed on the things that intruded into his eyes.It was so big that the entire floor was within Lian's range of activities, and it was very quiet, so quiet that there were no unnecessary sounds.Except that the glass window was opened a crack and the wind blowing in made a bulging sound, and a corner of the painting hanging on the wall was flipped over. Anyone who looked at the person in the painting would express surprise. Because all the portraits of Cha Yi are displayed in front of my eyes, sad, quiet, smiling, decadent, with profile and back squatting against the wall, all of which are written for a single person.

How many days and nights will it take to hang this floor completely, and there are still some paintings piled up on the corner of the wall, only Cha Yi's figure, but his own figure is erased, such a heart, such a deep love, He is a young man who can do what others can't do. He didn't ask the object of his love to reciprocate his affection, and he didn't use all means to get his lover's body. There are some voices, we can't continue talking about it here , because it was so heavy that it hurt even to breathe.

As soon as Cha covered his heart, he walked slowly to the edge of the wall, looked at the paintings one by one, and tears flowed from his eyes, filled with love, through the yellowed drawing paper, point out A boy's time.

Walking to the other side of the wall, the tea stopped, and he saw the painting in front of him, a portrait of a boy leaning against another boy, the boy who curled up was blurred, only the outline left by the lines , while the other boy closed his eyes tightly, but his face was covered with a shadow. The light gray sketch brought a touch of melancholy to the two people in the painting.As soon as Cha raised his hand, he paused on the left side of the painting, and wrote a line of small characters on the left side:

When the flowers bloomed last night, they were thick, and I raised my eyes to look at the moon and the sky.

The sound is low, there is no one, only the lamp is lit, and the silence is deep.

The person who wrote the pen, Lianhuayin.

Lian, Lianhuayin, this is a complete life, right? You should be called Lianhuayin, but you only call Lian, Lianzi.

Cha Yi sighed faintly, and the sound of lamenting echoed several times in the empty floor.

The passing of Lian is really an unhappy ending. Maybe even he himself doesn't know that in such a short life, he can get a person's nostalgia and concern. I wrote the word lotus, which can be regarded as relief in the saddest.

Chayi cleaned up all the portraits on the 98th floor. He held hundreds of sheets of drawing paper, his eyes were wet. Chayi quietly held the paintings in his hand, walked lonely to the exit of the floor, and fell The moment he walked, he looked back, and there was nothing of value in this building, and there was no smell of lotus.Tears flowed out, the ground was in full bloom, and the footsteps went to the stairs, and when the head was turned back, Chayi left far away.

However, after walking down the 97th floor, Cha turned around and ran to the 99th floor in a hurry, the painting in his hand making a rattling sound.Stopped on the 99th floor, the surrounding curtains are glass, transparent, graffiti on the glass, and the tourists on this floor all looked at Chayi, and then the conversation became louder, and a young man frivolously looked at it. As soon as he glanced at Cha, Cha turned a little pale, avoided his eyes, walked quietly to a corner, and not long after he squatted down, his shoulders felt a little heavy. Cha raised his head and saw that it was the young man just now. He even teased with accosting, "Hey, where did this seed come from? Do you want to come here for a night? Haha..."

As soon as the young man's words came out, those who watched the play burst into laughter. Cha Yi's eyes turned to them, and finally looked at the young man's gaze, which was as cold as ice. When the hand on the shoulder was thrown away, a hand appeared and grabbed the young man's wrist, and he folded it forcefully, making a crackling sound. The young man was sweating profusely. People who watched the theater moved a few feet away from here, so as not to cause trouble.

"I haven't seen you for so long. Why are you here?" Cha looked at the crowd in the distance. After a long time, he calmed down and looked at Tianyan who was standing upright beside him.

Tianyan looked at Cha Yi condescendingly, then looked away at the drawing paper he was clenched in his hand, sighed, then squatted down, reached out and took hundreds of thick drawing papers, and said slowly: " The 99th floor was originally Lian's favorite place to go. He has been the key training person here since he was a child. He has no freedom and no love from his family. In this dark world, he lived a quiet and cold life until he was 16 years old. Until the first time he met you in [-], his life was very monotonous and fragmented. However, after he really intersected with you, he returned to the original time. The most unforgettable memory in life. Everyone says that Lian is clear, kind, and innocent, but you will really know that there is no one behind Lian Qingqing until you have known him for many years. Clear sadness."

In this world, there are no truly innocent people, even if there are, we can all understand that this is a mask of disguise.

Hearing Tianyan's description, Cha Yi looked at the drawing paper he took in a daze, and then said, "Tianyan likes lotus, right?"

"No." Tian Yan shook his head in denial. Under Cha Yi's suspicious gaze, he threw the drawing paper into the air, and the white mess fell to the cold marble floor. His voice was lowered, but it was heard in his ears. There is a little misty in it, "I hate him."

I hate him, hate a boy named Lian.

Cha Yi glanced at Tianyan in astonishment, then looked at the lonely drawing paper floating on the ground, and suddenly understood that it is true, it turns out that people around us all have many reasons to live, for example, killing someone that I have hated for many years Some people, for example, deceive themselves that they actually love that person very much.

That's why he was so stubborn.

Lian, who gave you life, can you give it back to the person who gave you life in these youthful years.

How to untie this knot?

When Cha Yi took back the spilled paintings on the floor, he realized that Tian Yan's figure had already left.Doesn't his heart hurt?Cha Yi sighed and looked up at the neon lights flickering outside the glass, pulled his lips, and smiled wryly.

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