revenge in the name of love

Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny, and everything is like a blueprint that is not aligned.Everything in the past can't go back to the past, it just slowly extends and staggers bit by bit.Perhaps, we should really forget what we missed.There is no soft love life in a hard city. It is not Lin Daiyu, who will not be amorous because of sadness. People will never see through the mirror.

Listening to their love words, looking at their backs, the corners of their mouths raised unconsciously, it is better for lovers to get married after all.

Feng Yixun, what about us?

How I wish, one day, I can travel all the beautiful places in the world with your hand, see you smile like a flower, and melt the four seasons.

She stretched her arms around the person in front of her, felt his slight trembling, smelled the fragrance of his hair, and heard him say in a slightly hoarse voice: "Feng Yuqing..."

"Xun'er, look" I pressed my chin against my shoulder, "How nice they are!"

"What do you want to say?" His voice trembled a little, trying to break free from my arms.

Tightening my hand a bit, I tried to look natural: "I want us to be like them."

"Feng Yuqing, you drank too much." After a long time, he gave up struggling, and I felt something warm fall on my hand, and my heart twitched slightly.

"Xun'er..." I turned his body and gently wiped the tears from his face, "Come back, come back to me!"

"No..." He looked at me in horror, as if he had heard some bad news, and frowned.

Let go of his hand and let him run away from me.

I always remember that sentence: When love is no longer so strong, we will still be attached because we are used to it and because we are afraid.But I have forgotten that there are some things in this world, once they disappear, there is nowhere to find them again.

"Hey, what are you doing here alone?"

I was stunned for a moment, looking at Ling Mengzhe, who had a hippie smile beside me, and suddenly felt that the brothers and sisters of the Ling family were very happy because of their carefree personality and their sunny smiles.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" She began to rub her face with her hands.

"No! Miss Ling is so beautiful, even if there are rice grains around her mouth and pimples on her face, she is still cute." Seeing her frantically sorting out her image, I teased a little.

"Then what are you in a daze for?" Followed her to the living room, sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking black tea.

"Mengzhe, tell me, I used to...was it really too much?" Putting down the teacup, I slowly asked the question I've always wanted to ask.

"Well," she nodded, "not only is it excessive, it's also cruel!"

"Really..." I leaned on the sofa cushion and watched the Korean drama on TV.

"You! You obviously like Yixun but you still miss your sister; you know that he likes you so much but you still keep hurting him; you don't love Xia Chengxuan but you want Yixun to watch your loving marriage with your own eyes; You wanted to protect him so much, but you tore his heart apart with your own hands!" She no longer had me in her sight, she stared straight at the TV, counting my crimes one by one in a calm tone.

"Heh, I'm really a bastard when you say that!" I smiled wryly and rubbed the crescent-shaped pendant on my chest.

"You are an asshole!" She finally stopped watching Korean dramas, and said to me like a child whose parents have made mistakes in education, "Do you know that when Yixun first arrived in Paris, he stayed in the room all day and didn't want to go out Relaxed, unwilling to contact outsiders, unwilling to trust others, always crying in bed at night. Later, I bought him a drawing board, and he started to draw, and his personality improved a little."

"why did not you tell me?"

She picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip: "Because of his sleep talk, because of his sketches, because of Feng Yixun who he worked so hard to rebuild."

"Mengzhe! Tell me what else, I want to know...I want to know..."

She looked at the gorgeous ceiling with a sad face: "He often dreams at night, dreaming that you abuse him, dreaming that you abuse him, dreaming that you want to exchange him for your dead sister."

"How...how could..." I don't know, I hurt him far more than the love I expressed.

"Every one of his sketches is tragic, the angel's wings were broken off by God, the broken arm of Venus, and the detached heart." She continued to recall.

"..." The corners of my eyes were sour, and for the first time, I felt that I didn't have the courage to listen to her.

"He just joined the company and studied design hard every day, including the design of perfume bottles and the development of perfume. He studied hard every day and filled his time. He came back late at night almost every day. In the end Go to bed." She held her forehead and smiled wryly.

"What are you doing here this time?" She suddenly remembered something, and looked at me seriously.

"She's starting to make a move."

"What do you mean?" Mengzhe lowered his voice, "My brother hasn't caught her yet?"

"A warrant has been issued, and she probably fled to her ex-boyfriend."

"Predecessor?" Meng Zhe asked in surprise, "You're talking about... the underworld boss Long Biao?"

"Well," I poured some tea into Mengzhe's teacup, "Recently, I often receive a few weird packages at home. I don't worry about you, so let's take a look."

"Meng Zhe," I sighed deeply, "I don't know whether my original decision was right or wrong."

"That decision?"

"The decision to let you take him away...I now... regret it..."

"Crack!" The ear-piercing sound of broken porcelain interrupted our conversation, and when I turned around, I saw Xun'er looking at Meng Zhe and me in disbelief.

"Feng Yuqing..." The tears on his face kept rolling down his cheeks, "What are you talking about!"

"Yixun, listen to me..." Meng Zhe was anxious to explain, but was interrupted.

"Ling Mengzhe! How long are you going to lie to me!" He roared, as if shaking the sky, "Feng Yuqing! Tell me! What do you mean by letting her take me away?"

"I didn't want to see you then and wanted you to disappear in front of my eyes." I made up lies indiscriminately.

"Really?" He rushed over, grabbed my collar, and looked fierce, "You can kill me! Then you will never see me again!"

"I don't want you to be in the world where Xiao Xun'er exists!" I said clearly every word.Xun'er, I'm sorry, I don't want you to know my life status in the past 4 months, I don't want you to know the reason for sending you away, I don't want you to be too involved in this dispute, even if you have become the other party target in sight.

He was taken aback for a moment, then looked at me coldly, grabbed the fruit knife on the fruit plate and put it against his neck.

"Feng Yixun! Are you crazy! Put down the knife!" Meng Zhe roared angrily.

"Feng Yuqing," tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "Xiao Xun'er, whom you love so much, enjoys the warmth in heaven, but after I die, I can only go to hell! You don't have to worry that I will disturb her life, you Need not!"

He was about to slash the knife towards his neck, and I rushed up and grabbed the blade.

The tearing sound came as expected, but fortunately, it was only my hand that was scratched, fortunately, it was only me...

"Xun'er... Xun'er..." Catching the fainted man, she anxiously called his name, kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and carried him into the bedroom without caring about the bleeding palm.

A lonely person will always remember everyone in his life with his heart, so I always think of you endlessly, counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall, even if you are by my side .