I carefully tore the photo off the wall... stroking their faces, a smile leaked from the corner of my mouth, and my eyes returned to us 4 years ago...
Memories...
"Ah, Nuannuan, look at Park Daya, he stole my milk tea to drink, and it's still my favorite strawberry flavor."
Bien Boxian looked like he was about to fight with Park Canlie, his eyes were wide, he stared at Park Canlie, and he was appeased by me
Park Chan Yeol hid behind me and made faces at him
"Che, who let you steal my Hot Kid Milk to drink, that's what I like to drink, hum"
Park Canlie said, picked up the strawberry milk tea that grabbed Bo Xian and took a big bite
"Park Canlie, you wait for me, the labor and management have to teach you a lesson today"
Bien Boxian rolled up his sleeves and ran in the direction of Park Canlie
Two people dangling in front of me, fighting
Sunshine... grass, boys, girls
This may be our best memory...
Come back from your mind
"If it had been like this... how great would it be?"
I murmured softly
I looked behind my back and a word attracted me
"Park Canlie only has one life... I can give it to her anytime she wants...
To - Wu Warm "
Seeing this sentence, a tear dripped on that piece of paper... I never thought that he loved me so much,
My nose was sore... Looking at the big boy Fangzheng was concentrating on playing the guitar in front of me, tears blurred my vision
I feel that I owe him too much... but I don't know how to make up for him. How did he come here after so many years?
No relatives, no lovers, no friends, living in loneliness all day
I just realized what the name of this milk tea shop means "as bright as the warm sun"
It seems that he opened this shop for me, just because I once said this to him by accident, so he kept it in his heart
But I can only turn around and say to him
Sorry...
Look, Wu Wannuan has lost and hurt too many people
Brilliant...
Wu Wennuan is not a good girl, forget her
No matter how good the past is, the more memories you have, the fading... But, you have to remember that no matter where you are, there is always someone willing to accompany you where you can't see it... even if you don't know anything
I put the photo on the table and left the milk tea shop
At the same time, Park Canlie's guitar sound fell, he turned his head gently, looking at the back of the girl's departure, his eyes full of tenderness and loneliness
He had already discovered her existence...
This song was written for her, and it exists for her alone
Wu Wennuan...
It's enough not to be your lover, but to be someone behind you who accompanies you in another way
