if only hug

Zhang Qiling is too powerful, to the point where Wu Xie can't catch up, Wu Xie can only watch from a distance, watching that person work hard for him and get hurt for him, he can't do anything .Zhang Qiling is used to doing everything by himself, carrying it by himself, and then silently bears it, and if Wu Xie asks, he will just shake his head lightly and say, it's okay.

But Wu Xie doesn't like him like this, he shouldn't do this for him, he shouldn't, he is Zhang Qiling...

Wu Xie lay wearily on the head of the bed, closed her eyes slightly, and tightly held the hand of the person on the bed, feeling overwhelming exhaustion.

This is a forbidden relationship. He has always been like a boat going upstream, and Zhang Qiling is his oar.Fighting and struggling with this world with all my strength, now the oar is gone, but the water flow will not stop, the struggle is just futile, I lose power, only fall...

At dawn, Wu Xie administered the medicine for him one last time, and silently exited the room.Quietly close the door, turn around, the twilight of the morning sun shoots from the sky, spills on the toes through the glass window, the rainy season has passed, summer is coming soon.

Wu Xie silently went downstairs, picked up the phone and dialed her mother's number. The voice on the other end of the phone was surprised, and she didn't care to listen to the content. But it got dark little by little, and from now on, he would never be alive again.

But he did nothing wrong, Zhang Qiling, he shouldn't be so humble, that's not him.

Wu Xie looked up at the room on the second floor, you are not my nemesis, and I am not your nemesis, we are mutual nemesis.

Mother Wu rushed back with Father Zhang the night she received the call, and the family had a rare meal together. From the beginning to the end, Wu Xie didn't say a word, and Zhang Qiling was also silent.The depressing atmosphere did not stop the change of the itinerary. In order to prevent accidents, the two parents advanced his itinerary. That night, a plane ticket to Berlin was sent by the third uncle.Wu Xie didn't refuse, didn't answer, just let it lie quietly on the coffee table in the living room, and then he hugged himself tightly under the ticking of the bell in the middle of the night.

despair.

The plane took off in the early morning three days later. I don't know if it was the cause of the injury. Zhang Qiling's complexion has been very bad for the past two days, pale and pale. Fatty and Wang Meng came to say goodbye. just run.

The fat man was surprised that Wu Xie would compromise, but he only wanted to bless them. He had always seen these two people, and it was precisely because he knew them that he couldn't say anything more. The reality is too cruel, and it is not easy to ask for more blessings.Wang Meng cried and hugged Wu Xie's arm and refused to let go. Wu Xie patted his head with a wry smile, saying that he would not recognize him if he cried again. Then Wang Meng bit his lower lip hard and sucked his nose hard. Tears rolled in my eyes, but I didn't dare to shed them.

Xiao Hua went to visit in person after Wu Xie thought twice. Unlike Fatty and the others, Xiao Hua didn't seem surprised by his decision, but explained a lot of precautions, and personally helped him buy a set of luggage in Germany. Wu Xie thanked him with a smile. However, he couldn't say a single extra word. Xiao Hua patted him on the shoulder, persuading him to cry if he wanted to. Wu Xie shook his head, saying that he didn't want to cry.

On the last day before leaving, Wu Xie went to the orphanage and brought a lot of gifts. The children were very happy, only the leather bag was depressed.Wu Xie handed him the books he had promised, but he didn't pick them up. Wu Xie patted him on the head curiously, but was swung away by the purse. Only then did Wu Xie realize that the child had grown taller again. Yes, the facial features are a bit like adults.Asked again and again, the purse still let go, this child is still as dishonest as before, obviously he is reluctant, but he refuses to speak, which is the complete opposite of Wang Mengzhen.When Wu Xie left, the leather bag was holding the book and his eyes were still red. He asked him if he would come back. Wu Xie turned to look at him, smiled lightly, and said nothing.

Will you come back?Probably, no way...

When I got home, time was running out, Wu Xie packed her luggage, folded the clothes one by one and put them back in the closet, there was nothing to bring, Xiaohua had already carefully prepared several sets of thick clothes , I don’t need thin clothes. The temperature in Germany is relatively average, and there is no very hot weather. Unlike in China, will there be a chance to spend summer in the future? Wu Xie stopped what he was doing and looked at the wall beside the bed. Over there is another person.

Are you willing to?

A crisp sound of "ding bell" interrupted his train of thought, Wu Xie lowered his head, it was a small glass bottle that fell out of his clothes, Wu Xie picked it up and looked at it carefully, he remembered that it was when he was in Xiamen last year, The little flower girl gave it, and it contained camellia seeds.Small seeds, one part black and one part green, lie quietly inside one by one. It is hard to imagine that such an ordinary little thing can actually produce a whole white camellia.

Inexplicably, Wu Xie put the small glass bottle into the palm of his hand, and put it into the only small bag, which contained all the documents and transfer materials, and was the only thing he would take away.

Seeds represent hope, right bro?

The night was quiet, the pointer pointed to midnight, everything was packed, Wu Xie stood in Nuo Da's room, never felt so empty.It turned out that it was so easy to eliminate the traces of a person's past existence.

Going around for nearly two years, unexpectedly, everything came back to the original point, recalling the scene when I stepped into this room for the first time: my young smile, Zhang Qiling's inhuman cold face, and an inexplicable kick When Zhang Haixing came in, everything seemed to be right in front of him... Wu Xie pressed his chest, he had been suppressing his emotions all this time, but at this time, facing such a heavy past, his heart that had been silent for a few days suddenly broke out It's not like pain, brother, it's not, it's so difficult to erase the traces of a person's existence in my heart...

The moonlight poured into the stairs coldly, and Wu Xie wandered to the door of Zhang Qiling's room by accident. In any case, it was the last time. Wu Xie took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.On the bed was the figure of Zhang Qiling lying on his side. Wu Xie approached on tiptoe, and slowly leaned against the bed. There was a faint smell of potion in the room. Thinking of the black glasses talking about removing the stitches, Wu Xie frowned and aroused his Sure enough, bright red blood faintly smeared on the gauze, which made Wu Xie palpitate.He covered his clothes and quilt distressedly, turned his head and saw his pale lips and thin sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to stroke it, but before he wiped off the sweat stains, his hand was suddenly pulled over, and then his body was also pulled Entering the quilt, Wu Xie froze, then relaxed her body and nestled into her long-lost embrace.

The familiar breath penetrated into his heart from every corner of his body with peace of mind, but Wu Xie couldn't sleep, holding tightly to this stuffy oil bottle that made him feel distressed, made him sad, made him blame himself, and made him reluctant to let go. There was just chaos.

"Does it hurt?" Wu Xie caressed his wound, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice.

The person on the shoulder didn't answer, but just withdrew his hands and hugged him even tighter. Wu Xie suddenly had a sore nose and choked his throat, trying to make his voice inaudible: "Don't press the wound, it will hurt."

There was still no answer, but Wu Xie heard the breath close to his ear, with some moisture.An unprecedented sourness surged into his heart in an instant. Wu Xie clenched his teeth tightly, but he couldn't stop the wet eyes from slowly falling: "Everything ends here, right? There won't be any more, right? ?”

Those memories of the past, those ignorant loves, those youthful times, everything, it's all here. Will this last hug be too heavy?What kind of posture should we take to bear it?

Put away all pride, this night, both of them are humble.

"Can I cry again? It's the last time." Wu Xie buried her head in Zhang Qiling's shoulder and neck. Before she finished speaking, tears blurred the corners of her eyes uncontrollably. A year ago, you taught me to cry. Years later, allow me to cry again, from now on, never again.

The cold moonlight was hazy, and the seemingly quiet room had long been filled with sorrow. No one could understand the grief that slowly flowed in their hearts. Only a few sobs and disordered breathing that seemed to be there were nothing to announce the arrival of parting.

Wu Xie finally returned to her room before dawn.Sitting quietly on the side of the bed calmed down and calmed down, but still couldn't calm down the gap in my heart.Looking at the gradually graying sky, for the first time, he hoped that the sun would not rise, that this day would not start, but time is always the cruelest thing in this world, it will turn the happiness of the past into a wound, and scratch it severely Into the memory, it hurts when you touch it.

The third uncle's car drove into the yard, Wu Xie gave the sky one last look in despair, and stood up from the cold bed.Picking up the small suit he had prepared earlier, he began to change clothes skillfully. The first thing he did after passing was to attend the welcome ceremony. According to the etiquette requirements of the other party, a suit was a must. Because of the time difference, he had no time to rest, so he had to Be the first to get ready.Wu Xie buttoned the last button, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, the person in the mirror with red and swollen eyes and haggard face is really Wu Xie?

Probably Wu Xie they like...

Wu Xie laughed, took one tie and began to tie it.This suit was prepared with the help of my third uncle. It is said that it is in line with the German aesthetics, but Wu Xie doesn't think it suits him at all. Wearing it, I don't feel comfortable all over my body.His fingers were tangled, whether it was the wrong technique or the tie itself was too long, no matter how he tied it, he couldn't make a decent knot. Wu Xie feebly pulled off the tie, held it and went straight downstairs.

"Xiao Xie, come and have something to eat." Mama Wu's complexion was also bad, with heavy dark circles under her eyes. Wu Xie felt a little pain in her heart when she saw her crow's feet that were getting deeper and deeper.There was a full table on the dining table, which was so rich that it didn't look like breakfast, but Wu Xie didn't have any appetite at all, and his whole body was exhausted except for being tired.

"Qi Ling, come over and have some food too." Mama Wu called Zhang Qiling who was about to go downstairs. Wu Xie sat on the sofa without looking back, and only vaguely felt eyes resting on him. Sure enough, after a while, the familiar His breath approached, and then the tie was taken away from his hand, and a pale face appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhang Qiling half-kneeled on the ground, with his hands tied with a tie, the same as that time a long time ago, but now, Wu Xie just wanted to cry when he looked at him, swallowing his choked throat, Wu Xie turned his face away and stopped looking at him, He promised not to cry again, he did not forget.

Mother Wu stood aside without saying a word and watched silently, but she couldn't help wiping her tears. She owed these two children too much.

The third uncle waited at the door easily, and glanced into the room. The scene in front of him cheered him up. This scene was very similar to parents sending their married daughter out with tears in their eyes. While waiting silently.

Zhang Qiling put on his tie and went straight out. Wu Xie comforted his mother, took a last look at the Zhang family's villa, and got into the third uncle's car with a small bag.

"That's all?" Third Uncle was very surprised.

"Ah."

The street scenes receded, and familiar memories were everywhere. Leaning against the glass window, Wu Xie suddenly felt that memories were probably the scariest thing in the world.

Insisting on only delivering it to the airport gate, and getting off the car to send off the third uncle, Wu Xie changed the boarding pass, sat in his seat and silently waited for the last moment to come.

Wu Xie didn't tell anyone the exact departure time of the plane, including Fatty and Xiaohua. He didn't want anyone to see him off. Parting is an annoying thing after all, and it's fine to be alone.

Unable to tell what he was expecting in his heart, Wu Xie nestled in his seat, his eyes fixed on the direction of the entrance, he suddenly felt a little funny, did he still expect that person to appear in his heart?

Time passed by, and the radio finally rang. Wu Xie stood up, and the stream of people came and went without a break. He was the only one standing there quietly, looking at the direction of the entrance with deep eyes.

Are you leaving?Are you finally leaving?Not knowing where the courage came from, Wu Xie couldn't hold back anymore, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted desperately in the direction of the entrance.

"Zhang Qi Ling--"

"I will never love you again—"

"Never again—"

Really, never again.The strange roar echoed in the high terminal hall, and the passers-by seemed to be familiar with it, glanced at it twice, cursed crazy, and left.Panting heavily, Wu Xie withdrew his eyes in despair. Standing alone, he couldn't help squatting on the ground with his hands on his head: "Obviously they are here, why don't you come out..."

In the distance, a black Iveco was parked impartially by the window, looking from the air vent of the glass, it happened to be where Wu Xie was.The black glasses sat on the driver's seat and blew out a smoke ring, and shouted at the person beside him who was motionless and looking at the vent: "Everyone is gone, let's look at the sky, the plane will fly to the sky later." , and pointed to the sky with his finger in a serious manner.

Zhang Qiling retracted his eyes, ignored the people next to him, and began to lean on the side seat with his eyes closed.

"Hey, he said he doesn't love you anymore." The black glasses approached with a smile.

There was still no response, the black glasses threw the cigarette butt out of the window boredly, started the accelerator and drove out of the airport.

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