The Red Wall of the Net King

Some things cannot be forgotten.

Such as love, or hate.

I've been told that great hate comes from love.

"Are you sure you want to be friends with me?" I smiled and looked at the boy in front of me with hostility.

Ryo Fujido, a very melancholy name.

"I believe..." His voice was quiet, like his own. "Ye Jiusang is a good person."

nice guy?

Who can tell me why that kind of inexplicable sentimentality?

Just because everyone likes to say, "Is Fengji Qingshen a bad boy?"

I smiled ugly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"No matter what purpose you have, don't come near me." He said coldly.

Then I left quietly, but I knew that I was actually fleeing in a panic.

Very anxious.

I grew up thinking that no one would trust others for no reason, especially when they were misunderstood every time.

Or—approaching you with a friendly face, but leaving decisively when you start to choose to approach.

He is not such a person.

Because he made his purpose too clear from the beginning.

He said he likes a girl.

I stared blankly, then looked up at his smile.

"Who is that girl?" I suddenly wanted to know who that girl was.

"Her surname is Fengji... her name is..." His voice was very quiet and affectionate.

I was suddenly taken aback.

Suddenly, I remembered what I used to say when I was a child: "Sister, you always get the love of others very easily."

The corners of the mouth are curved, hiding tears.

Why is it always wind festival snow cherry?

Then I thought, if I don't ask too many questions, what will happen to the ending?

I expose my most absurd bravery to the sun, and cover it with any shadow, so that there is no trace, not even a shadow.

"Hey, boy, do you really like my sister that much?" I tried to look up at the sky, letting the sun's refracted light penetrate into my eyes.

Before he looked up, I suddenly looked down at the shadow I was stepping on, "Do you know..."

"I like you?" The nails dug into the flesh, but in fact, not a lot of blood flowed.

But I know that fingers are the most densely distributed place of human tactile nerves, and also the most painful place.

He glanced at me hesitantly, then lowered his head and said in a very lonely and sentimental voice: "Me too"

I suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in my fingers, did I bleed a lot?

There is a place in my heart that seems to be broken, and I will never be able to put it together.

His line should have been, I'm sorry.

And not what I expected to hear, and neither did I.

So I tried to raise the corners of my mouth and said, "That's nice."

The corners of the mouth are curved, hiding tears.

What is self-deception?Although I don't have much courage, I still choose to wait for him to speak.

Half a month later in XXXX, his conscience forced him to say sorry to me.

This sentence was half a month late.

"I guessed it a long time ago." I turned around stupidly, every frame seemed to be deliberately slowed down by half a second.

Fengji Xueying, who didn't know the story yet, came to provoke me foolishly.

"If you add some plot to the grievances between you and me, do you think Fujido-kun will leave you?" She smiled triumphantly.

I suddenly didn't want to smile at her anymore, I suddenly didn't have the courage to smile.

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance. I plan to leave this house." He narrated the matter lightly, but after all, he couldn't do it in such a tone as to use cabbage for a few yuan a catty.

I choose to leave.

In love or hate, sometimes you have to choose one as the purpose of your life.

"I'll let you go? Do you think I'm such a kind person?" She smiled quietly.

"Actually, I just came to inform you." I smiled indifferently.

Always forbearing and always calculating, everyone will hate it.

"You're going to give up Todo" Her last card seemed to be a hard hit.Then he took out his phone and sent a text message as if nothing had happened.

After a while—Todo appeared.

Seeing a familiar face made me look calm.

"He told me." I brushed her shoulder as if it had dust on it.

Feng Ji Xue Ying was stunned for a few seconds.

"Sister, what do you know? If Ryo deceived you..." She suddenly calmed down again, accentuating the word cheating.

Then he said sadly: "Don't blame Fujido-kun, I asked him. I just hope that my sister can be happy. But we can't deceive ourselves anymore, after all, Fujido-kun always loves me."

After finishing speaking, she hooked Ryo Fujido intimately, like I was demonstrating.

"I'm really tired." I still smiled brightly and brightly.

Laughing until the eyes are narrowed into a slit, and all the tears are closed in the eye sockets.

"So need I repeat that, I'm going to leave." I emphasized my voice.

"Sister, what are you kidding? Sister, don't leave me, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She was helpless and hesitant like a child, a child who was about to be abandoned.

"It was Todo-kun who persuaded me... He hoped that I would not blame you." I always try to be brave and say things that are not worth being proud of.

"Fudo? Sister, you... If you really love him that much? I can... let go" She looked at Fujido tenderly.

"Snow Sakura...you never loved me, right?" Fujido Ryo pulled back and looked firmly at the girl in front of her—that kind girl.

"What do you mean?" Nothing can make Fengji Xueying more angry than breaking the stage, "You fell in love with my good sister?"

"As you said, self-deceiving love is not love. You... have never loved me, have you?" Fujido, his expression looked desperate.

"Of course not..." Feng Ji tried to explain.

"I don't want to hurt anyone because of love anymore." After saying that, he planned to leave.

"You... Whatever you want." She was very angry.

So I watched like this, Fengji Xueying left step by step in that dark afternoon.

An anger that had never been seen on his face.

Then it's like the plot in the bubble drama-the girl stares blankly at the boy who pushed her away.

And beside the boy was a pool of blood.

I felt very cold, and wanted to take out my mobile phone to make an emergency call—but someone said, "I'm not breathing."