GL on the tip of the tongue

"Okay." Xia Weiyang agreed, immediately put down the chopsticks, and carried the video equipment into the room, "You don't want to eat anymore?" Mu Zihe asked.

Xia Weiyang hummed, and went back to her room as if holding a baby.

The room, except for the blood on the floor, was still the scene after their fight that day, Mu Zihe quickly followed, "I thought it was your place, I haven't touched it, I hope you can clean it up as soon as possible, I don't like it very much The house is a mess."

"I just like a mess at home." Jiang Xiaofei stood by and said casually, "It seems that we are completely opposite." Mu Zihe showed a big smile, "Honey, you can make as much mess as you want, you are in my house, It's the Overlord."

"Don't call me dear, call me by my name." Jiang Xiaofei was serious.

"Dear is a very casual address, I can also call Wei Young like this, just like calling someone a beautiful woman casually."

"Then you call someone else, I don't like it."

"Okay, okay, Xiaofei, Xiaofei, is it okay?"

"Jiang Xiaofei." Jiang Xiaofei said, Xiaofei was only called by one person, the bastard Chen Fei, thinking of her, it seemed that all her skills had failed, and she just wanted to cry, to cry in her arms.It's a pity that people are not in front of her, so she can't shed tears. Her tears are very precious.No one can make her cry except Chen Fei.

"Cut." The two were arguing at the door, and it was quite fun, Xia Weiyang stood in the middle of the house, looking at the suitcase on the ground that she kicked over, her portraits were scattered all over the floor, all painted by Chen Muhan.Vivid memories, blowing back to her eyes with a whirlwind speed, made Xia Weiyang feel the sting.Xia Weiyang suddenly turned around and said: "Teacher Mu, can you please close the door and go outside to argue? I want to clean up." The memory gate is about to lose control, thinking of every punch she punched, my heart feels like it is about to be crushed. It hurts like tearing.

"Oh, good." Mu Zihe pulled Jiang Xiaofei, "Jiang Xiaofei, let's go to my bedroom to argue."

"No." Jiang Xiaofei didn't go anywhere except her own bedroom.

"Hey, please, are you afraid that I will eat you?" Mu Zihe said deliberately, "What a coward."

"Provocative tactics are useless." Jiang Xiaofei replied casually. Such a clumsy move is very similar to the random moves she used against Chen Fei when she was young. He would never fall for it unless he was willing to cooperate with her in acting.

Xia Weiyang didn't tidy up immediately, but sat on the bed, staring at the furnishings of the room for countless times, her eyes were tired, so she closed her eyes, there seemed to be their laughter and laughter in the room.

"Baba, hug."

"Baba, dear."

"Baba, delicious."

"Baba, it's uncomfortable."

……

No matter what she said, there will be a response, but now, everything is like loose sand, which will be scattered when the wind blows, leaving only memories.

Now that you're gone, why don't you take my memory with you?The sweetness of the past and the bitterness of the present made Xia Weiyang's eyes sour.The body slid down and slid to the ground, leaning against the bed weakly, covering his face with his hands, suppressing it for a long time, finally releasing tears little by little.Chen Muhan, get out of here, don't come back!

You are always leaving me, again and again, when I am the most painful and helpless, what use is there for you?You hurt me so many times, did I really hate you?Falling in love with you makes me cheap, even if I forget everything, I will still like you.But in the end, you still chose to leave, Chen Muhan, what else would you do besides escape?Xia Weiyang really complained this time.

During those days at home, she recalled the past countless times. Does she still hate Chen Muhan?some.

What about love?More, hate because of love.

She wanted to vent once, or quarrel, or fight each other, no matter what, just let her vent all her past emotions.

If Chen Muhan coaxes her, maybe none of the above methods can be used, because I love her and I like her way, as long as Chen Muhan coaxes her, there is nothing wrong with coaxing her.

But, look, what did she hear at that time?Chen Muhan still chooses to leave, get lost!Chen Muhan, you who always want to run away, get lost!

The bottom of my heart is so ruthless, but my heart hurts badly.

Why, you can't pester me, why, you can't hold my hand tightly, why, can't you stay with me when I need you most?You've hurt me so many times, for so long, I can't even vent, can I?I love you, but I am also human.

Do you still love her?I have always loved, so why talk about the word "return"?hate her?hated, hated by love,

Will you continue to love her?No more, Xia Weiyang told herself, don't go to her for any news about her, in her life, it will be as if this coward has never appeared.

As for hatred, when love fades to the point where it cannot be seen or touched, the hatred may also disappear.

Chen Muhan, goodbye, I hope that you who leave me will make you happy. My existence has always been a stumbling block and a burden.This time, I decided to really let you go.I bid farewell to Chen Muhan over and over again in my heart, but in my heart, how could I easily let go of a person I love to the core.

Xia Weiyang was crying while packing her things, she turned the music to the loudest, crying heartbreakingly, she wanted to throw away everything about Chen Muhan.Therefore, Xia Weiyang exhausted everything related to Chen Muhan, like throwing away the most disgusting and unsightly garbage at the door, after a while, she would throw all the things downstairs, and bid farewell to Chen Muhan.

But when her physical strength is exhausted, looking at the piles at the door... everything that is annoying and stinging is deeply imprinted in her memory, and it has become a part of her life. How can she throw away her life?Xia Weiyang knelt at the door, lying on the messy objects, crying loudly, I hate you, Chen Muhan, I will hate you, hate you forever!

Saying this on her mouth, thinking like this in her heart, but still tidying up while crying, tidying up the memories at the door, she really wanted to throw it away, but she really couldn't bear it.So, she put them away and put them in a big box. She didn't dare to look at them. If she looked at them more, she would tear out painful memories.

Every painting is made by Chen Muhan. Although she still hates and complains, she also appreciates it from the bottom of her heart. Chen Muhan is very powerful. She is omnipotent. Chen Muhan is excellent. She will not deny this.

Mu Zihe put a lock on Chen Muhan's former bedroom, with the key in her palm, "Do you keep it yourself, or should I keep it?"

Xia Weiyang stared at her tearfully for a long time, she wanted to take it and retracted her hand several times, when she really reached out to take it, Mu Zihe quickly grabbed her palm, "I think, let me take care of it, when you have One day, I felt that I really wanted to let go, let go, and came to me again, and I also felt that when you let go of the past, I will give it back to you."

The key was really put away by Mu Zihe, Xia Weiyang tried to find it but couldn't find it.

Jiang Xiaofei stayed for a few days and had to go back to Beijing because of work, and Xia Weiyang also started to attend classes.

Everything seems to be back to the past, but some people and things can never go back to the past.

Every time when she was about to write the first stroke, Xia Weiyang would always stop the tip of the pen, disrupting everything that was originally intended to be drawn in her heart, and drop a new stroke, a color that did not belong to her heart.In this life, I don't want to have any ties with you anymore, every time this happens, Xia Weiyang always tells herself this in her heart.

After this riot, Xia's mother suddenly fell ill. The specific illness could not be seen. The doctor said: it was a heart disease.Xia's father seemed to have aged a lot for a moment, Xia Weiyang saw a few silver hairs on his father's temples, and his mother who was lying on the bed was still coughing.

Xia Weiyang sat down and sat opposite Xia's mother, "Mom, what do you want to eat? I'll do it." Xia Weiyang said softly.

Mother Xia coughed a few times and waved her hands, as if unwilling to speak.Xia Weiyang was sad, lowered her head, a little at a loss.Since Chen Muhan left, her mother hasn't spoken to her, maybe she was really angry, or maybe she was really disappointed.Even if Xia's mother washed her face with tears, she would not talk to Xia Weiyang.Father Xia's persuasion is useless, because Mother Xia doesn't talk to anyone.

"Weiyang, go and make some porridge for your mother." Father Xia didn't want to see both mother and mother suffer.

Xia Weiyang's porridge cooking skills are all learned now, the porridge is like a paste, and Xia's mother burst into tears, "Mom, I know that my cooking is not delicious, I will learn it, and make it delicious for you Yes." Xia's mother couldn't stop her tears, and couldn't eat the porridge anymore, so she pushed away the porridge bowl that Xia's father had pushed over, turned over and lay down, with her back to the father and daughter.

Xia's father pushed Xia Weiyang, meaning to let her go out first, Xia Weiyang stood up, "Mom will rest when she is tired, I will draw in the living room, call me if something happens." Although, she knew that her mother would not call her.

Xia Weiyang went out, Xia's father covered Xia's mother with a quilt, and then said softly: "Look, if the child grows up, he can make porridge. Although the cooking is a bit different, but the child is already growing up. , this is a good thing, let's not cry."

Mother Xia cried silently, she was sad, Chen Muhan's people had left, but she knew that Chen Muhan in Xia Weiyang's heart never left at all.

Xia's mother saw Xia Weiyang crying secretly more than once, even though she ignored Xia Weiyang, she would go in to see Xia Weiyang every night, she loves her child, almost every time she went in, she could see Xia Weiyang's face There were tears on his face.

Every time before going to bed, I would cry. Mother Xia was sad and angry. Why did she insist on liking Chen Muhan? Does Chen Muhan have three heads and six arms?Do you have to like it?

Xia's mother never knew that someone could be so affectionate. She thought she was not ruthless, but compared with her own children, she seemed to be ruthless.For a long time, Xia's mother felt that Xia Weiyang was like this only because she was too young. Now, she began to be a little suspicious. Was she wrong?

Although Xia Weiyang still studied painting with Mu Zihe, but rarely lived there anymore, even though the door was locked, the memory could not be sealed.

In the middle of the night, in the living room, it seems that Chen Muhan's soul is still wandering. I always feel that she is still there, and I always feel that when I turn around, I will see the smiling Ba Ba doting on her and calling her scum.

Several times, Xia Weiyang seemed to hear the faint breathing, and felt the passionate eyes looking at her, but when she turned around, there was nothing behind her, that disappointment made her feel cold from head to toe.

Chen Muhan, it turned out that she was really gone.

Xia Weiyang, wake up.

You have completely lost Chen Muhan.

I always make up my mind to cry for you for the last time, but every time I think of you, my tears can't stop.

How long does it take to cry for you?Chen Muhan, I probably owed you in my previous life, so I have to pay it back with tears in this life.

If possible, I hope you, who stay away from me, don't shed a single tear for me, so that I can pay off all the debts I owed in my previous life.

In this life, it is best not to meet each other and never owe each other again.Xia Weiyang sat in front of the window, hugged her legs together with her arms, buried her face between her knees, and cried silently.