My phone rang, and the caller ID was Kim Jong-in. I smiled, and I was a little worried about him. If he can still call me, it means he has put everything down...
It's all over again, he's still young
I took the phone calmly and listened in my ear
I looked out the window, the weather was gloomy outside, and the street was covered with lamp baskets
From time to time, there were fireworks and cannons in the air. The students were also on vacation and went shopping together. The cars on the road were a little blocked...
The man's slightly green voice came from the phone
"Do your words last time still count?"
I don't need to think about it, I know that he must have fought mentally for a long time before he dared to fight...
Even the tone seems to be a little praying
How lucky to be so deeply loved by such a simple, persistent, simple boy
He's good, it's just... she doesn't love him
In fact, no one owes anyone, one is willing to deceive, the other is willing to be deceived
I'm just listening to their stories as an outsider
Well, the beginning of the story is so beautiful that I can't bear to blink, I peel off the fake leather mask, and I end with sadness...
"Of course."
The promised promise will be fulfilled, of course, I hang up the phone
There was only a string of beeps in Jin Zhongren's ears, but he refused to put down the phone, and there was no color in his eyes
He was dressed neatly early on, in a black suit, and his handsome face was very man, and his smooth hair was taken care of by himself. Probably... blindness is his only shortcoming
Listening to the sound of fireworks and cannons outside the window, Kim Jong-in looked over, trying his best not to look blind, he wanted to show his best side to the woman he once loved the most
A few words popped out of his mouth
"Happy wedding..."
He smiled lightly, tears flashing faintly in his eyes, he couldn't give her happiness, so he let her go...
Kim Jong-in put down the phone, leaned on the fumble, and typed a string of numbers that he firmly remembered in his heart
He hesitated again and again...
Dialed that number
Line of sight conversion
Tian Zhiruo, who had held a wedding, packed up casually and returned to the dressing room first. There was Wu Shixun in the hall, and the joy in my heart could not be suppressed
After so many years, I still survived, everything is worth it
The ringtone of the mobile phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, Tian Zhiruo answered the phone in confusion
"Hello?"
"..."
There was no sound over there, and the silence was outrageous. She asked patiently again
"Hello?"
After asking several times in a row, she ran out of patience and thought it was someone's prank and was about to hang up
"How are you doing?..."
A trembling voice came from the phone that made her whole body tremble with fear, and it was like a nightmare that was instantly transmitted to her whole body
Her pupils dilated, and that voice, like the voice of a demon from hell, couldn't be thrown away. It was a part of the past that she dreamed of getting rid of...
He... really, isn't dead
A tear ran down her eye, her face was pale without a hint of blood
It's him again, Kim Jong-in
Tian Zhiruo hurriedly hung up the phone, like crazy, threw it on the ground, screaming like a terrified child, sat on the ground and hugged her head, those unbearable memories appeared in front of her, how can I throw it away
