If love has an afterlife

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Quiet hesitated for a moment, looked up at me, and smiled meaningfully,

"This is a very good thing. Of course we support it. What do you think of An Ran?"

"support!"

An Ran nodded her head in agreement, and gave An Jing a thumbs up.

Rao Yucheng smiled happily and looked at me.

I turned my head out of the window to intersect with her eyes, lowered my head to avoid, and listened to their conversation, with mixed emotions in my heart. I can imagine that Rao Yucheng has been very hard and lonely these years. She was like that when we met last time. Domineering, domineering, and verbally aggressive may just be the self-protection of a person in a strange city of reinforced concrete and in a working environment of intrigue and deceit, which is a way of life she must have.

It is undeniable that she has learned well, and she has grown up well in an environment where she needs to survive alone, and she is no longer the one who would hold my hand, raise an innocent smile, call her sister gently, and rely on me in every possible way. The little girl is gone, not anymore, not from the moment she left.

And all the brutal independent growth she faced was my fault.

Now that she can think about it and think about her own happiness, it is an excellent thing. I should bless her, but her nose is not consciously panting.

An Jing grabbed my hand, making me hold back the tears swirling in my eyes, and also stopped my heartache.

I don't know when, Quiet became the one who can understand everything without verbal communication, and became the driving force for me to be brave and smile at everything.

I hugged An Ran in comfort, her big bright eyes were very much like mine, always flashing with a little bit of sadness, which An Ran didn't see in her eyes.

An Ran became in a good mood, kept changing the songs, and hummed along. Her insufficiency caused everyone to laugh, but she was still having fun alone.

Finally back home, An Ran was really hungry, she put down her luggage and sat down at the dining table, she didn't talk too much, she gorged herself regardless of her image, and she didn't want to pay attention to quiet preaching and ridicule.

Rao Yucheng was actively holding dishes for An Ran, with a happy smile on her face, and everyone was laughing because of An Ran's disregard for her image, suddenly it seemed like a lifetime away, the four people laughing and laughing under the lights, time passed quietly.

I have never spoken too much, but there is an irrepressible thing called happiness in the smile on my face, but I didn't know it at the time, but I know it now, and I know that this kind of happiness can't last long. There was another burst of soreness in my heart.

I hate my cowardice that I don't want to give and give up, but what else can I do?Don't I even have the right to be secretly sad?

I lost my appetite, but I kept picking up the food in the bowl with my chopsticks. Yes, I don't even have the right to be sad now.

After the meal, Jing Anran took a shower and sat on the sofa watching TV, chatting about interesting things during the trip.

I was cleaning up the kitchen and heard the sound of Rao Yucheng coming downstairs. My heart tightened and I opened the window. The damp heat mixed with the smell of earth rushed towards my face. The rain was still falling, and the heat was still cool. It also seems reluctant, just like my mood at the moment, chaotic and bored, with nowhere to vent, and a certain expectation in my heart is also a little weak.

At this moment in the night, Rao Yucheng under the hazy light is enveloped by the misty rain, like a girl in a dense atmosphere, with unpredictable emotions.

For her arrival, I couldn't restrain the joy in my heart, but I also knew that this ice-like joy would be shattered by external forces in an instant, and this external force might come from Rao Yucheng's attitude, or it might come from my own resistance.

The cold air from the air conditioner was blowing from behind, and I couldn't help shivering. When I came back to my senses, Rao Yucheng had disappeared under the dim light.

I lowered my head and continued to focus on the action of washing dishes, but the action became no longer brisk, and I suddenly felt physically and mentally tired.

"Little aunt, mother has kept the small room for you all the time. Will you stay here for a long time when you come back this time?"

I dried my hands and came out, just in time to hear An Ran's voice, and saw Rao Yucheng pushing two large suitcases towards the small room, An Ran got up to help.

Rao Yucheng replied in a relaxed tone,

"Of course it's going to be a long stay. As you said, I'm not young anymore. It's time to plan for my own happiness."

An Ran asked with great interest,

"Do you have any goals? How long have you known each other? Are you handsome? When will you bring us to see, and I will help you check it out, but don't say I didn't remind you, little aunt, how old are you?" To be so beautiful, you must find someone tall, rich and handsome, and at least look like Wu Yanzu, otherwise you will not even be able to pass this test."

Rao Yucheng waved his hand in denial,

"Wu Yanzu? Forget it, I like Wang Zuxian."

An Ran thought that Rao Yucheng had misunderstood her meaning, and continued to explain,

"I'm not talking about idols, aren't we discussing boyfriend standards now? Don't get sex wrong."

Rao Yucheng stopped to look at me standing under the light of the dining table, nodded, and unconsciously responded,

"Yes."

An Ran thought that Rao Yucheng had understood what she meant, and continued to discuss the types of male stars with her.

"Little aunt, who do you like as a male star? Let me see which type you like?"

"Takeshi Kaneshiro! Do you know?"

"Of course, but I still like Wu Yanzu! Sis, what about you? Which of the two of them do you like?"

Quietly and silently did not answer.

I turned off the light in the dining room and walked straight back to the room. I didn’t dare to look away when I passed the living room, because I knew that not only Rao Yucheng, but Jing Jing was also silently observing my reaction. I didn’t have the courage to face Jing Jing’s pair of eyes Eyes that see through everything.

Going back to the room, leaning on the door, heaving a long breath, still bored in my heart, and feeling weak all over, took a hot bath, and when I came out, it was already quiet outside, after a week of traveling, I went to sleep peacefully and peacefully , I turned off the light in the living room, and was about to go back to the room. I saw the small room with the door half-closed, revealing the light. I walked over unconsciously, knocked on the door, and opened the door. Holding the painting in his hand, the woman in the painting has long hair fluttering, facing the beautiful sunrise, looking back with a peaceful smile.

These years, every time I saw it, I would cry, so I hid it in the innermost part of the closet and buried it in the deepest part of my heart, and listed the untouchable labels. When I saw it at the moment, I didn’t feel emotional fluctuations, just because it made my soul pull. The source of dreams that cannot be forgotten is right in front of you, so all thoughts of putting love on things dissipate like smoke.

"I didn't expect you to stay."

Rao Yucheng caressed the cheek of the woman in the painting. She had just taken a bath, with a sweet smile on her clean face, the messy hair on her forehead was still damp, and her bright eyes were shining with joy.