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It was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng had such a desire.

Longing for closeness, pure closeness.And this kind of intimacy just brushed his face lightly.

Hearing what he said, Hua Manlou suddenly had an extremely difficult feeling in his heart.He suddenly remembered that Shi Xiuyun had held his hand and gently touched her satin-like cheek.

At that time, his heart seemed to be immersed in a gentle and flowing spring.

But at this moment, his heart seemed to fall into the depths of the spring along the water waves.

He said: "Okay."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect that he would respond to his words, he almost hesitated.

But he is not one to hesitate.

He gently raised his hand, and slowly placed it on Hua Manlou's face.

As soon as it landed on his warm skin, his cheeks were already hot, and there was a hot current surging in the darkness in his eyes, almost breaking through the darkness.

This is his best friend for ten years!

It is also the most unspeakable emotion in his heart!

His hand did not move for a long time, afraid that if he moved it lightly, the warmth in his hand would recede, dissipate, and leave his heart and abandon his soul.

He seems to have left the darkness in front of him, to touch the light that can melt the body and mind.

Hua Manlou didn't move at all, he felt the palm of his hand, his fingertips.The heat he brought, and the tiny trembling that couldn't be controlled.

That slight tremor was shaking his heart minute by minute.

He was overwhelmed and at a loss.

Lu Xiaofeng's hand touched his eyebrow.

His hand flicked over his eyes.

his nose.

his lips.

his cheeks.

His hands seem to have become his eyes, wanting to reprint Hua Manlou's voice and smile into his memory and engrave it on his heart.

Huamanlou stood in front of him, but he couldn't understand his thousands of lovesickness.

Lovesickness.

Acacia pain.

The pain of lovesickness.

He finally knew that this kind of inexpressible feeling is called lovesickness.

He didn't even want to let go, he didn't want to leave, he would rather time stop at this moment.

His heart was beating violently and violently, yet calmly and peacefully.

Only Huamanlou, and only him, can make him so peaceful, and make him feel boundless.

He just wanted to let go and hold him in his arms the next moment.

hug tightly.

It seems to embrace the whole world and get all the time.

But he can't.

He can't.

He must never treat Huamanlou like this again.

He puts down.

He knew that Huamanlou was right in front of his eyes.

He has so much to say, so much to express, but he knows he can't say it.He couldn't say.

Huamanlou doesn't know.

Even if he stood in front of Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng felt thousands of lovesickness.

Lu Xiaofeng's eye sockets finally turned red.

He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You've lost weight."

Hua Manlou didn't expect him to say that.

He only heard this sentence, and the trembling in his heart seemed to have stopped the embankment.The flood is unrestrained.

He seldom lets his emotions go, much less let them control him.

Huamanlou is a self-made person.

He is a person who cares about life and loves life.

Such a person will not let himself be too indulgent.

But these three words aroused his emotions and washed away all the depression.

Hua Manlou suddenly felt a kind of grievance that he had never felt surrounded himself.It was a grievance that could not be expressed or relieved.

Very wronged.

His eye sockets also suddenly turned red.

For the first time, he felt that he was extremely wronged.

He was extremely depressed.

Not just grievances.

But the heart is about to burst open, an opening is about to crack.It seems that all kinds of worries must be told together.

None of them shed tears.

Their eye sockets were red.

Hua Manlou felt a little trembling.

He stretched out his hand to touch Lu Xiaofeng's face.

His hand did not touch Lu Xiaofeng's face.

He finally let go.

He and Lu Xiaofeng met when they were young, and they have spent more than ten years together.As if time flies, it is only time that the rain blows away with the wind, but they have always been them.

And what about them?

What about their friendship now?

Is it just friendship between them?

He suddenly chanted softly: "The wind is always blown away by the wind."

The glory is overwhelming, and finally it can't stand the time.

And what they have to fight against is never time.

but the heart.

heart.

Lu Xiaofeng was extremely depressed.

He no longer wants to be depressed.

He finally held Hua Manlou's hand.

He pulled his hand toward his cheek.

Hua Manlou's hand finally landed on his face.

Gentle as water.

Fragile as jade.

As warm as water, as fragile as jade.

Hua Manlou's hands were already trembling.

He touched his face, falling on his eyes.

Those eyes that are no longer visible.

He felt his cheeks burning.

How could he not know what was burning in his eyes.

Why is he not like this.

He didn't want to move his hand down any more, so he gently placed it on his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng's hand rested on his.

He finally said: "You have never changed."

His voice is still as warm and friendly as his, but the emotion in it is more than that?

Lu Xiaofeng finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He could no longer bear it.

He opened his hands and hugged him tightly.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

He embraced Huamanlou.

It wasn't the first time they hugged each other.

The hardships they have experienced, the road they walked together, and they have embraced each other several times. It is the friendship of youth without regrets, the joyful miss of meeting each other, and the friendship that will never change for a lifetime.

But this time, they both knew it wasn't just a hug.

This time, it was far different from before.

They know better and understand better.

Hua ManLou embraces Lu XiaoFeng.

When he knew that Lu Xiaofeng was blind, he couldn't help crying.He couldn't even explore feelings.He has no time, no way, no way.On the ground, there are still flowers and tears that have been broken into countless fragments.

The person who gave too much is Lu Xiaofeng, his lifelong best friend who cut off his robes.

He has rarely shed tears.

But it's not impossible.

Nor is his firmness always an indestructible armor.

His gentleness is not always a clear spring that never shakes.

He will be sad, sad, painful, unable to help himself, and unable to escape.

And all of this, Lu Xiaofeng understands.

He understands Huamanlou, just like Huamanlou understands him.

At this moment, they hug each other.

He only wishes that the world will stop, and that time will abandon them.I only wish that the trifles of the rivers and lakes would pass by like a cloud of smoke, and they would be so peaceful and free.

They are at the end of the river and lake, stopped in time.

Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou.