I can't live, I can't afford to die

Luo Qing and herself are gone, who would know that Xiao Xiao was drugged?

Until Xiao Xiao came to the door, he was only worried about his shares in Liang Shiwei's company, Fang Yizhe couldn't help being shocked, why, he pretended to be a good person and came to him just to tell himself, Fang Yizhe, you Not only the body is dirty, but the heart is even more dirty?

Fang Yizhe didn't hesitate to point out the photo that Xiao Xiao didn't want to know.He knew that only this photo was the straw that crushed Xiao Xiao.

He heard that Xiao Xiao went to clubs every night and didn't go home. He heard that Xiao Xiao wandered among the bosses in various places and couldn't think of leaving. He heard that Xiao Xiao took people's resources and ruined his future.

Fang Yizhe felt very happy, he was forced to clean or not clean, he didn't believe that Xiao Xiao could go so far with a pure mind after all this.

He knew that Liang Shiwei would come to his door one day. As early as Liang Shiwei passed him a court leaflet, forcing him to sell his shares at a low price, he knew that Liang Shiwei would not let him go this time. he.

Sure enough, Liang Shiwei came to find him, he was full of hostility, and blood could burst from his eyes.After entering the door, he rushed straight to Fang Yizhe, grabbed him by the front of his clothes, and lifted him off the ground. He asked angrily, "You have already given him medicine, why do you still give him medicine?" See photos?"

Fang Yizhe was not afraid, he grabbed the back of Liang Shiwei's hand, and asked provocatively: "Are you angry? You also feel reluctant? But when Luo Qing asked me to go, why didn't you stop me? Why were you willing?" Am I so cheap to trade my body?"

Liang Shiwei was not wary that he would pull out the past, he was taken aback, and pressed Fang Yizhe heavily on the couch: "You did it voluntarily back then, how could I stop you."

"Of course you won't stop me, Liang Shiwei. Ask yourself, how much financial assistance did you get from Luo Qing back then? That company was the other half of the money I asked Luo Qing to pay, otherwise Would you be so kind to give me half of the shares? Liang Shiwei, do you dare to say that this is not something you feel guilty about?"

"I owe you, but why do you spread your grievances on irrelevant people?"

"An irrelevant person? Where is he an irrelevant person? I hate him, hate him so much. What right does he have to behave in front of me? How is he different from me? The skin is torn off, the flesh and blood underneath is as embarrassing! Liang Shiwei , You say I’m cheap, you all say I’m cheap, I’m going to tear off that layer of camouflage, and let you see, Xiao Xiao, like me, is just a cheap brat.”

Fang Yizhe screamed crazily, but Liang Shiwei restrained his anger. He squinted his eyes and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Since you want to be mean, then I will satisfy you." After finishing speaking, he left without looking at Fang Yizhe.

Fang Yizhe yelled hoarsely for a while, exhausted all the strength in his body, he slumped on the couch weakly, thinking, well, they have come one by one, and they have paid off their debts one by one.

There is only one left, Luo Qing.

Fang Yizhe looked at the bright spring scenery outside the crack of the curtain. He thought about how long he had been stuck at home, and he should go out to get some air and have a good time.

Fang Yizhe started a rich nightlife again, frequently going in and out of various clubs, hanging around different men.

He met a man with Luo Qing's look in his eyebrows and eyes, he was calm and indifferent, but he was covered with a gentle skin.

Fang Yizhe likes this man very much. Apart from his face that pleases him, he also has a tacit understanding of knowing each other.

This man seems to know himself very well, and he can cater to him just right every time.With him, Fang Yizhe felt comfortable.

Therefore, Fang Yizhe inevitably contacted this man more and more.

Until one day, the man pointed to Fang Yizhe's arm afterwards and said to him, "Brother, you have a lot of rashes like this on your body, you have to go and have a look."

Fang Yizhe scratched it nonchalantly: "It's a rash. It's itchy, it's okay." But he still paid attention and went to the hospital for an examination.

The inspection report came out soon, and Fang Yizhe couldn't help laughing when he looked at the string of English letters on the list.

AIDS.

Perhaps as early as he expected, he was not too surprised.

Fang Yizhe began to hide at home again. He lay on the couch every day, staring at the sky outside the curtain day and night.

Bright, dark, dark, bright.

day after day.

The rash grew on him, he became feverish and vomited.I often wake up drenched in sweat.

Slowly, he began to experience bursts of pain, which came out of the cracks in his bones, gnawing at his nerves day and night.

Fang Yizhe endured, he encouraged himself, if he endured again, if he endured today, Luo Qing would come tomorrow.

But he couldn't take it anymore, it hurt so much that he couldn't even open his eyes.He finally dialed the number he knew by heart.

"Xiao Zhe?" Luo Qing was still as gentle and calm as usual.

Fang Yizhe tried his best to relax his teeth so that his voice would not sound so strange.He was as obedient as before: "Master Luo, I miss you, so I will make a call to hear your voice."

Luo Qing was absent-minded for a moment, and when she spoke again, her tone was much gentler: "It's so nice not to be sharp-tongued."

Fang Yizhe said "um", and was not in a hurry to speak. He listened to Luo Qing's inaudible breathing, which was so familiar, as if he could feel the temperature, and it warmed his heart.He said slowly: "Lord Luo, recently I often think that if there is a next life, I want to live it backwards. The first step is death, and then I forget about it. Feeling better day by day, until I was too healthy, I jumped up, ran outside, and started working, from not falling to becoming popular, 12 years later, I was young enough, and with that familiar person, from the beginning of the cold war, more and more Love, until the first time we met, he looked at me and smiled, said that I was dishonest, and then turned their heads, and there was no relationship or concern from now on. Master Luo, do you think this kind of life is very good?"

Luo Qing's voice on the phone was disturbed, and he asked, "Xiao Zhe, did something happen to you?"

Fang Yizhe still spoke softly: "I'm sick, the kind that can't be cured, and the kind that's very vulgar."

Luo Qing asked anxiously: "Are you in the hospital? Where? I'll come to you."

Fang Yizhe could hear the panic in his tone, he sighed contentedly: "Don't come, I don't want to see you now." After a pause, he took a breath, and said, "Master Luo, a while ago I I look forward to your coming every day, now, I have erythema all over my face, you will be frightened when you see it, so don’t come.”

Fang Yizhe said the last three words aggrievedly and pitifully.Luo Qing felt sad while begging.

He responded: "Okay, I won't come." Then he asked Fang Yizhe with difficulty: "Is there anything else you want to do? I will help you realize it."

Fang Yizhe thought for a while, then he asked Luo Qing: "Have you ever been sincere to me all these years, Lord Luo?"

Luo Qing was silent, and for a long while just muttered: "Xiao Zhe..."

Fang Yizhe interrupted him, and laughed, at first it was a soft smile, and then gradually became hysterical: "Okay, I get it, since it's hard to say, why force it." He stopped laughing, and said : "The first time I went to your office and saw the old tea all over the wall, I always thought you were a nostalgic person. Every time I think about it later, I always hope that you will treat people the same as you treat tea. Now, I Only then did I realize that the old man is actually the same as brewed tea that has lost its sweetness. At the beginning, it is like boiling hot water into a teacup, and the taste of the tea becomes stronger and stronger. But it is inevitable. Fall again."

Luo Qing called him: "Xiao Zhe..."

Fang Yizhe still interrupted him. He closed his eyes and felt his chest constricted and panicked: "Don't talk, listen to me, maybe I won't have the strength to speak so fluently soon. Master Luo, you asked me just now, what else is there?" What I want to do, if I still have the strength, if I still have half my life, I will find Liang Shiwei, I am not reconciled, I want to ask him why he decided to leave in such a humiliating way. "

He spoke too hastily in one breath, and Fang Yizhe was a little out of breath. He tried to take a few deep breaths, and tried to calm his breath. He smiled softly, and returned to the gentleness at the beginning: "Master Luo, I can't say no." I'm moving, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Luo Qing was silent for a long time, and then said "hmm" softly.

Fang Yizhe said "Don't come to me" again, and hung up the phone.

From the very beginning, he knew that Liang Shiwei had found someone to contract his disgusting disease.He hesitated, but then he wondered why Luo Qing would not be able to live in peace.

However, since Luo Qing had never treated her sincerely, how could she worry about herself.Fang Yizhe was not reconciled, what exactly had he been for more than ten years?If he is dead, Luo Qing will soon forget himself. After a few years, he may see the name "Fang Yizhe" in a certain entertainment news, and he will say lightly: "Fang Yizhe? It sounds like Does it sound familiar?"

Fang Yizhe was not reconciled, how could Luo Qing forget himself so easily, even if he died, he would still have a thorn in his heart.

He thought, for so many years, Luo Qing has been a stone tied to his feet, and he has gradually brought himself into the water that is isolated from oxygen, how can he break free?Why not just sink into the water together!

Fang Yizhe smiled with satisfaction, he hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time, he tugged at his collar, just talked a lot, sweated all over, tired and flustered, it's time to take a bath.

Fang Yizhe filled Nuo Da's bathtub for two with a pool full of water.He stirred the bath water that was about to overflow with his hands, feeling the warmth of his tentacles.Wouldn't it be very comfortable if the whole body was soaked in it?The endless itching all over the body will be relieved a lot, right?

Fang Yizhe climbed into the bathtub and soaked, letting the water in the bridle keep coming out, letting the water in the bathtub overflow all over the floor.

After soaking for a long time, it was too hot, sweating all over his head and face, and the steam was steaming, making Fang Yizhe's breathing a little sluggish.He coughed a few times and panted heavily.The heat was unbearable, he thought, would it be comfortable to let out the heat in his body?

Fang Yizhe picked up the razor blade that was placed on the wash rack next to him, and looked at the blade that was gleaming with cold light, a thin layer with a luster without any warmth.

Fang Yizhe didn't hesitate at all, he stretched out his arm covered with red spots, some of which had festered and scabbed, leaving only deep and light red.He touched the skin between his wrists with his other hand, it was warm after soaking for a long time, and there were soft wrinkles.

Fang Yizhe slashed his wrist with a blade, and watched the bright red blood gushing out. At that moment, he felt comfortable all over, his body was light, and his heart was also light.

At that time, he was so young, so naive, with so many bright and beautiful expectations for the future, and he walked hand in hand with that man with pale eyebrows and eyes on the deserted street at midnight, thinking that he would continue to grow old like this.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, Fang Yizhe thought in a trance, what exactly was he looking for in his life?

Left and right is nothing but a wishful thinking of a heart-to-heart meeting, accompanied by An Nuan.

But, how difficult.

☆, (Fanwai [-]) In the end, it's hard to get over it (Zhou Zhiyi)

Later, Zhou Zhiyi always thought, what is success?What is not to let yourself leave regrets?

Zhou Zhiyi has always known that he will never be the most outstanding one in the crowd.In terms of appearance, he is not as good as Fang Yizhe; in terms of talent, he is far behind Xiao Xiao.

What does he have?Zhou Zhiyi thought that he had a strong heart.A heart so strong that no matter how humiliated or trampled by others, you can still greet her with a smile.

He knew those people behind him scoffed at him, and he also knew Fang Yizhe's contemptuous ridicule, but he didn't care, he always kept persuading himself that it was a way of expressing their envy for him.

That's right, they all envy him, envy that he has no background and can still receive soft hands, envy that he is young and already has two actor trophies.

Whenever he thinks of this, Zhou Zhiyi can't help but smile arrogantly, but what follows is always sighing.

Everyone envied him, and felt that only by walking in the world like him would the splendor of this life be worthwhile, and only then would it be complete without regrets.

Yeah?Is he?Does he really have no regrets?

Zhou Zhiyi secretly thought about it, he envied Fang Yizhe and Xiao Xiao along the way.Even if he himself refused to admit it, but he knew that he envied them.

What envy them?appearance?temperament?talent?No, not at all, there is only one thing that envies them, they are cherished by others.

It is cherished like a priceless treasure, not the superficial affection and sweetness, but the desire to salivate in the bones.

This kind of envy is like a small bug that gets into the flesh, gnawing at every nerve of him day and night, making him fantasize about how happy it would be without these two people.

Finally, these two people disappeared from sight one by one, but Zhou Zhiyi found that he didn't have any joy, and what was left in his heart was only bitter regret.

Yes, sorry, for them, but also for myself.

However, it was just a pity, at most, there was such a small gap in the halo of perfection.The one who stands at the pinnacle of life, after all, is still him, Zhou Zhiyi.

What restraint, what dignity, what pride, what face, what else can't be let go, what else can't be let go, these penniless encumbrances, go fuck them.

To succeed, Zhou Zhiyi only needs to succeed.

Opening the treasured notebook, browsing page after page of the hobbies of various capitalists, Zhou Zhiyi's fingers slid across the names one by one, and finally chose one of them to call.

Clearing his throat and adjusting the most docile and harmless tone, Zhou Zhiyi glanced at the notebook and called out with a smile: "Hey, me..."

There was a slight draft blowing through the notebook, blowing the notebook, the pages swished back, and the wind glanced at the top of the first page inadvertently, which was the first name that Zhou Zhiyi solemnly wrote down: Liang Shiwei.

Zhou Zhiyi's eyes couldn't help but freeze a little.

In the end, it is still incomplete, and in the end it is still difficult to understand.

☆, (Extra 65) After [-] hours, we will be together after all

After entering the gate of Heyuan, the administrator greeted Liang Shiwei: "Mr. Liang, you came early today. It seems to be raining today, so please be careful not to get drenched."

Liang Shiwei smiled at the administrator, then nodded slightly, without saying anything.

Turning around three corners familiarly, walking up the stairs one after another, counting silently in my heart, ... 120 five, 120 six, 120 seven, and five more, and I arrived.

After stepping up the last stone step, Liang Shiwei couldn't help but feel a little out of breath. He sat down by the tombstone and rested for a while with his knees propped up.

After a while, Liang Shiwei looked back at Xiao Xiao's photo on the tombstone. He laughed softly and scolded: "You still laugh, living in such a high place, you have to climb hard every time."

Staring at the photo, Liang Shiwei stretched out his hand to wipe it lightly, lingering around Xiao Xiao's eyes with his fingers.After a long while, Liang Shiwei took a thermos placed by his feet and filled half a glass of water in an empty cup in front of the monument. He moved the cup closer to the tombstone and said to Xiao Xiao: "Drink, today is the best time to drink." I made an oolong for you, you like it."

As if seeing Xiao Xiao drinking happily, Liang Shiwei smiled with satisfaction. He reached out to wipe a small box in front of the monument, opened the box, looked at the chain inside, Liang Shiwei reached out and opened it. The bead on the pendant has a handful of grayish-white fine dust rolling in the bead.

"Last night, in a dream, I dreamed that this chain was stolen. You were so anxious that you cried, begging and saying that I never gave it to you, that I lied to you."

Liang Shiwei laughed again as he spoke: "What a childish temper, here, isn't it good to be here? It's hard work, I rushed over early in the morning to have a look."

Laughing and laughing, Liang Shiwei was suddenly stunned, a little lost, and he sighed lowly: "Ah Chun, in the dream you scolded me like that, but I was so happy, I know it's all fake , but I still feel happy, so happy that when I wake up, I dare not open my eyes."

Liang Shiwei sighed again, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth, Liang Shiwei squinted his eyes, watching the rising and spreading smoke.

"Ah Chun, I interviewed a few children in the company yesterday. They are quite young, even younger than you were at that time. The artist department said that this kind of training group is popular now, and our company has to pack one. I After watching their performance, they were obviously still so naive, but I had to pretend to be sexy and provocative, so I said a few words to them. I don’t know if it was too serious, but I actually said that one of the children cried, crying so much That's a pitiful thing."

As Liang Shiwei said, he laughed too. He rubbed his scalp, and then said: "I guess the artist department couldn't stand it anymore, so he comforted the kid and persuaded me, take it easy, the future will be long." .”

Liang Shiwei's voice slowly lowered. He stared blankly at the orderly tombstones in front of him, and repeated blankly: "The future will last forever..."

There is ample time.

At the beginning, I always felt that the future is long and there are opportunities for everything.So when Xiao Xiao suspected alienation, when Xiao Xiao said "forget it", when Xiao Xiao was tricked by Luo Qing, and when Xiao Xiao was embarrassed by Yimeng, Liang Shiwei always comforted himself, and the future will be long.He thought he could have a lifetime to wait, make up, and repay, so he always told himself, wait a little longer, there will be a long time to come.

The days to come are long, he holds back hard, what is he waiting for.

How could Liang Shiwei forget that every night when he closed his eyes at night, his mind always seemed to be wound up, and Xiao Xiao from that night would involuntarily surface.One moment she was still singing softly in her own eyes, but the next moment she lay limply on the ground, except for the white face, the rest was bright red, I don't know if it was the redness of the clothes or the intensity of the blood.

He is obviously such a person who is afraid of the cold, but at this moment he is sticking to the icy ground, but he doesn't even frown.

How Liang Shiwei got upstairs, he had no memory at all afterwards.The fragments of memory jumped directly to the bed in the bedroom of the apartment from the moment they saw Xiao Xiao.

The door connecting the bedroom to the terrace was wide open, gusts of wind gushed in, and a booklet on the bed was blown by the wind, turning the pages by itself.

Like a continuous cartoon showing, the firewood figurine on the corner of the page is silently telling about a young man squatting in front of the door who was secretly crying in the early morning many years ago, half poking his head from the door, with a face full of tears. impatient man...

Liang Shiwei walked over as if he lost his soul, picked up the booklet and flipped through the pages one by one, and the scenes of the past came alive before his eyes.He was suddenly annoyed, dropped the booklet, and drooped his eyes.

There is a red envelope on the bed, which is much larger than ordinary red envelopes. It looks handmade, but it is not delicate enough.There is a line of correct characters on the envelope, which is a font that Liang Shiwei is all too familiar with: "New Year's red envelope, joy and happiness."

Next to the envelope, there was the long-lost white helmet and a pair of half-worn black sheepskin gloves.

Liang Shiwei touched his helmet and then his gloves. In such a long seven years, what he left for Xiao Xiao, and what he could give Xiao Xiao, were actually only a few.

It was also from that night that Liang Shiwei figured out that life is a subtraction, seeing one side loses one side, hurting one point loses one point, and the future will never be long.

I'm never used to thinking about these things in the daytime. At this time, Liang Shiwei only felt his eyes were jerky and swollen. He rubbed his temples and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Ah Chun, I always sit here and don't talk. Would you like me?" You will blame me again. Ah Chun, I always feel that if you talk too much, you will be too long-winded, and if you talk too little, you will worry again, which disturbs me and I don't know what to do." Liang Shiwei looked into Xiao Xiao's eyes, " Do you think I am old, so I worry about gain and loss? You are laughing, you must despise me for being old. "

He sighed for a long time, stood up, reached out and patted on the tombstone: "Okay, I've been with you for so long today, you should be tired too, take a rest." Staring at the photo again , Liang Shiwei said in a low voice: "Ah Chun, I will come to see you tomorrow."

After packing up the thermos, Liang Shiwei walked down the stone steps.After walking a few steps, he heard someone calling him behind him: "Mr. Liang."

Liang Shiwei turned his head, and it was Luo Qing.I haven't seen her for many years, but Luo Qing's hair has silver threads, but her eyes are still hearty.

Liang Shiwei nodded to him and asked him, "Why did you come?"

With one hand in his pocket, Luo Qing still had the same leisurely attitude. He took a few steps towards Liang Shiwei: "I've been away for five years, and I haven't been back once. I'm thinking about it."

Liang Shiwei chuckled: "Have you visited Yizhe?"

Luo Qing nodded: "Come and see Xiao Xiao too. After all, I was the one who did it too ruthlessly. It wasn't his business at all. In order to get revenge on you, I actually found him as bait and forced him to do this. field."

Luo Qing looked into Liang Shiwei's eyes and asked frankly, "Mr. Liang, have you hated me to the bone for the past five years?"

Liang Shiwei thought for a while, and replied honestly: "I hate you, I hate Yizhe." He stared at Luo Qing with an almost invisible unwillingness in his eyes, "When I saw Xiao Xiao being killed The man was so ruined that half of his body was covered with blood, and his body was covered with bruises and traces of sex, how could I not hate him? I have been trying my best to keep him clean, even myself, I have not crossed the bottom line, but because of Yizhe... ..."

Liang Shiwei didn't continue, he took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly darkened: "How can I not hate? But I hate myself even more."

He was in a daze: "If I hadn't found someone to harm Yizhe to get that disease, you wouldn't have done this. If I hadn't been lucky enough to think that you saw that I cared about Yimeng and ignored the Xiao Xiao can let him go, and Xiao Xiao won't give up because of my resoluteness."

He withdrew his gaze, sighed, and smiled bleakly: "Everything has a cause and an effect, Mr. Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Qing was silent, and looked back at Xiao Xiao's stele. When he turned his head again, the obscurity on his face had disappeared.He opened his mouth, glanced at Liang Shiwei, finally couldn't hold back, and asked him with a smile: "I know I shouldn't ask this question, Mr. Liang, have you... divorced Yimeng?"

Liang Shiwei shook his head, as if it didn't matter much, and replied indifferently: "Inseparable, it's just a formality. This marriage is there, it is beneficial to her and me."

Luo Qing smiled, wondering if she really praised Liang Shiwei: "You are still so direct and transparent, you will never do business that makes you lose money, even if you don't want to."

Liang Shiwei also laughed: "A capitalist, he has no heart."

Luo Qing also laughed: "Xiao Zhe likes to say that about us."

Liang Shiwei smiled and sighed: "I want to leave, but Yimeng will not agree. Mr. Luo, you stuffed her into my side, you should know her, what a realistic woman, she was willing to sign with my company back then, It was because of your resources, and later she agreed to marry me because of my network. Her brain is clearer than ours. "

Luo Qing also sighed with emotion: "Back then, she could think of lying to you and said a few words, edited and reproduced a piece of audio for me to lie to that little fool, I knew that this woman is not simple..."

Liang Shiwei interrupted: "What audio?"

Luo Qing looked up at Liang Shiwei, feeling as expected: "As expected, he didn't tell you." Sighed, and then said: "You don't have to figure it out, after all, it's just the past No matter what Yimeng has done, all these years have been wasted on you after all."

"What are you wasting?" Liang Shiwei snorted coldly, "She has such a hot fight with those little fresh meats, when did she waste a day?"

"You really don't mind at all?" Luo Qing smiled meaningfully.

Liang Shiwei narrowed his eyes: "She's just a stranger to me, so why bother? It's nothing more than she living her life and I living mine. It's good for everyone to live in peace with each other."

Luo Qing said with emotion: "I always thought that you were indifferent, unable to love, and didn't know how to protect. It turns out that there are many things that I don't know."

Hearing this, Liang Shiwei's eyes were fixed, as if he was pondering Luo Qing's words. After a while, he raised his head and stroked his scalp, then waved to Luo Qing: "Okay, Mr. Luo, I have to go. You If it doesn't bother you, just stay with him for a while, he will be happy."

Luo Qing asked him: "Go to the company so early?"

As Liang Shiwei walked down, he raised his hand above his head and waved: "Going home, the car was parked in the yard today and didn't come out. The land here is far away, and it's not easy to take a taxi. There are still sweet potatoes drying on the roof." , It looks cloudy today, I'm afraid it's going to rain, so I have to go back and collect it quickly."

Luo Qing smiled: "Hurry up and go back." Then she muttered with a low smile: "What kind of hobby is this, the sweet potatoes are all sun-dried."

Watching Liang Shiwei turn two corners, the figure disappeared.Luo Qing turned around, squatted down, and looked down at the cup of tea in front of the monument.Luo Qing lifted the cup to his nose and smelled it, and his smile deepened: "He actually made such a good tea."

Sighing lowly, Luo Qing slowly recovered his smile. He stretched out his hand to caress a few lines of shallow sunken characters on the tombstone. No other colors of oil paint were painted on them. They were faintly visible and almost integrated with the surface of the tombstone.

Luo Qing read softly:

"Whatever wear

You and I will always Collide”

The author has something to say: Well, even if there is more reluctance, the story is all over today.

Thank you for your company along the way, my dear, and I have experienced all kinds of stories in this story together, and I am even more grateful for the lovely you who can leave a message to encourage me, so that every time I write to the point where my head is bald, I still continue willingly.

The origin of writing this story is to hear news of suicides in the entertainment industry one after another, which makes me always speculate about what people in this industry are going through.

But as I was writing, I found that I had deviated from my original idea, and I didn't want to spy on the dark and dark sides of this circle anymore.I would like to write more about the misunderstandings and misses between people due to sensitivity, suspicion and disdain for explanations under the background of the same sex and in the background of no privacy.

Be it Liang Shiwei and Xiao Xiao, or Luo Qing and Fang Yizhe, they are all affectionate but also ruthless. They used to work hard to seize love, but the final ending can only make people sigh.I don't want to write dead Xiao Xiao and Fang Yizhe, especially Fang Yizhe, I like this person so much, but after thinking about it, I tried to write a lot of directions, and found that this ending seems to be the most real, and it may be the same for them. Best ending ever.

So, I feel sorry for these two dears who were written to death by me, forgive me, I don’t want to either ╯﹏╰

Many dear ones told me this story is sad, and I think so too.

In the next story, you must make yourself happy (?????) The next story is going to tell about the sand sculpture life of a pair of brothers in the market. I hope we can meet again in the next story.

Finally, I would like to thank everyone who follows the article again. Your encouragement is my motivation. I am grateful (/-(?)-＼) Happy New Year