string sound dream lovesickness

Time passed by like this, and Meng Xiao was one year old in a blink of an eye.Meng Yuannian would often go back to accompany Shao Yan and the others this year, and would occasionally bring Meng Sixian and Meng Xiao to the company, letting them mess around in his office.Sometimes he thinks that if he lives like this for the rest of his life, there is nothing wrong with it.

Until that day, he was holding a calendar to draw out the timetable for taking Meng Sixian and Meng Xiao out on a trip, when his cell phone, which hadn't rang for more than ten years, suddenly rang.

Meng Yuannian held the pen for a long time but failed to react. He stared blankly at the old and faded Lokia, his eyes widened with unbelievable surprise and surprise.

He stood up suddenly, the desk was hit by him and there was a loud friction sound, the data cup and computer in front of him were scattered around, and even he could hear the clear and crisp sound of the cup breaking.

Everything seemed to stand still suddenly and became a slow live broadcast in slow motion. He tried his best to suppress the frantic heartbeat before pressing the on button with trembling hands.

"Hey...I..." Meng Yuannian swallowed his saliva, he didn't know whether he was excited or nervous, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"A Yuan, A Yuan. I miss you so much." Only the clear and gentle whisper from the other end of the phone remained in my ears, and all the throbbing and tension seemed to find an outlet, and countless words rushed into my throat Come, but the words that choked up in the end did not make words, and sentences did not make sentences.

"A Yuan, if people really have a next life, let's never be separated again, okay?" Mo Qingxian closed his eyes lightly. At this moment, what he saw before his eyes was the picture of them being together for life more than ten years ago.The running boy, the sweat shed, and the unspeakable sweetness and helplessness.

"If a person tastes the taste of true love in this life, no matter what kind of emotion later, it can't replace even one ten-thousandth of it." Mo Qingxian suddenly chuckled, people, always have to Only when facing the permanent parting, will the heart pierce the lungs of regret.

"A Yuan, I really miss you."

"Ah Qing, Ah Qing, Ah Qing." Meng Yuannian leaned on the edge of the table with his right hand, his usually cold and hard expression was a little cracked, and his eyes were bright and slightly moist, "I miss you so much, always I'm thinking about you."

"I know, I know everything."

Meng Yuannian had imagined countless conversations, but he never thought that it would be as calm as this moment, peaceful and gentle, without hoarseness or crying.

Although there are countless things I want to say, as long as I think that the other party is that person, I feel that I don't need to say it deliberately.Just calling a name and letting out a sigh, they can read each other's thoughts like telepathy.

You don't even need any words to understand the deep nostalgia hidden deep in your heart.

"Ah Yuan, goodbye. In the next life, we must not be separated again. I don't know if I can persist like this life." Mo Qingxian sighed in his heart, unable to bear to let go of everything that was entangled in his heart. The corner, but compared to the separation of not knowing when it will end, this pain is not so unbearable.

He raised his right hand to cover his forehead, tears flowed from the corner of his eyes into the cochlea, and then slipped from the cochlea into the depths of his neck.It's cold and slightly itchy, just like that person's kiss, the charming and gentle love makes people deeply addicted to it.