Recently, Dongfang Han has always had the same dream.
Dreaming of meeting Xu Wangai.
Such a beautiful and perfect woman, her blue eyes clearly looked so gentle, but the sad past behind her with obscure and incomprehensible meaning makes people always unable to understand her.
Xu Wangai often said to himself that he must be optimistic and cannot live for the past. But how did she do it before? Every time those blue eyes killed a person, they again carried a heavy past, a heart-wrenching memory, always showing that kind of pain and sadness.
How sad is she, and how ridiculous is she alive.
In fact, Dongfang Han did not say at that time, because she knew that Xu Wangai had regretted it.
The relief and liberation before dying is what she really wants, because she is really tired of living, too tired.
Dongfang Han knew that she would soon come to Xu Wangai's step, because what she was experiencing now was so much like her in the past.
at dusk.
As the sky gradually darkened, one person stood in Dongfang Han outside the news building, raising his wrist to check the time of his watch. At this moment, the street light in front suddenly lit up, and then the off-duty staff came out in groups talking and laughing.
When she saw Zhang Zichu's figure, she raised her hand and waved at him.
Zhang Zichu was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Aya beside him to declare his sight, and then ran out.
"Xiaohan, why are you here?"
He smiled happily.
"Are there any jobs?"
Zhang Zichu shook his head, "No, it's over."
"Then walk with me." After finishing speaking, Dongfang Han took the initiative to hold him and raised his lips slightly, "I haven't eaten dinner, please."
Perhaps he had never seen such an active Dongfang Han. Zhang Zichu froze for a while, and after a while he came back to his senses, and immediately squeezed her backhand, fearing that she would regret it. With a chuckle, "Okay, what do you want to eat, Xiaohan...!"
Watching the two gradually walk away, Aya who stood behind took a look and smiled enviously before turning to leave.
Christmas is almost approaching. In the streets at night, colorful neon lights stand on both sides of the street, looking like a bridge of multicolored lights, neatly lined on both sides of the banyan tree swaying with leaves in the night. Really, it's beautiful.
Dongfanghan and Zhang Zichu walking hand in hand in the street are particularly eye-catching! Even the fans who recognized Zhang Zichu were excited to pick up the mobile phone in their bag to secretly take pictures, but no one went forward to disturb the two, and couldn't bear to break the beautiful picture.
"Zi Chu, just here." Dongfang Han stopped suddenly.
Zhang Zichu raised his head and followed Dongfang Han's sight, only to realize that they were standing outside the Italian restaurant where they had dinner on their first date.
However, while he was still in a daze, Dongfang Han had already taken his hand and walked inside.
Fortunately, no one had reserved the location of the open-air balcony where she and Zhang Zichu were sitting. Then they sat on it and ordered a few dishes. Dongfanghan turned her head and looked towards the street. When she saw something suddenly, she smiled softly, "The lilies are blooming."
"En." Zhang Zichu just subconsciously responded softly, but didn't seem to react. It wasn't until I noticed something slightly and followed Dongfang Han's sight towards the flowerbed on the street that he suddenly woke up.
Afterwards, he smiled slowly.
"Ah, it's beautiful." He sighed softly.
"Do you know what lily's flower language is?"
Zhang Zichu was taken aback for a moment.
"Pure, elegant, sacred and honorable." Dongfang Han looked at this scene, a little bit stunned, as if he was reminiscing, and continued, "The person who made me like this flower is my teacher. She. Not only saved me, but also taught me a lot of things I didn't know. I am very grateful to her for letting me live until now, because I have met so many people."
As he said, Dongfang Han looked back at the man in front of him who was still good-looking and spotless.
"I'm thinking, what kind of feeling is it to like someone? And what kind of state of mind is the person who is infected with it? I don't know, because I never dared to try. But I met such a person.
He is a very clever man with a background similar to mine. He has never been afraid of anything, but he is such a clever man, but he is infected with this incurable poison.
He knew he would not have a future, but he promised me the future.
He said that for me, he could betray the faith in his heart.
He said that we live and die together, and no one should leave behind and face it alone.
He said, I can't die, and I must die behind him, so that he won't face the pain of losing me alone.
He also said, Xiaohan, you can deceive me and use me, but don't leave me, because this is more painful than death and hell.
And I am also a greedy person, and I have never refused his care and help, because I understand his unwillingness to hesitate, and I have been prepared for it a long time ago, and gave him the promise of being together like that, but I personally because of fear Tearing up that vow.
I hurt him all over, but he can still say it's no big deal.
No big deal...
Human hearts are all made of meat, Zi Chu, do you say I bear it? "
Zhang Zichu watched her silently, but the warm liquid couldn't help but come out of her eyes. Tears slid from his cheeks and dripped onto the desktop under his eyes.
"I know that person must be the nemesis of my hit. The place where he appears will give me a disguise. All the strengths are useless, and I will be beaten back to the original point alive. Zi Chu, I have become hopeless. Will you... be responsible."
After finishing speaking, those eyes that looked at the scorching state of the world filled with a warm smile. In an instant, it seemed that all the beautiful accessories in this world had become eclipsed in front of her.
With a "wow", Zhang Zichu quickly stood up from his seat, and his large movements also alarmed the guests sitting around him, looking towards here with curious and incomprehensible gazes.
Zhang Zichu strode to the front of Dongfang Han, grabbed Dongfang Han now with one hand, looked at her with excitement in his eyes, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Xiaohan, what were you talking about just now?"
He wants to hear it again, and again!
"I said, you have disrupted my life and disrupted my world, will you be responsible?" Dongfang Han spoke slowly, and there was a very faint smile on his face as he spoke.
"I do!"
When the words fell silent, Zhang Zichu raised his hands and cupped her cheeks, lowered his head and kissed her lips heavily.
This passionate kiss was like his passionate and crazy love for her. Love to tears, love to madness and obsession, love to earth upside down.
Dongfang Han subconsciously raised his hand and gently grabbed Zhang Zichu's back, closed his eyes and felt the happiness that warmed her cold heart.
Anything is good, as long as you can be happy and happy. I am no longer afraid of the result afterwards.
Zi Chu, I only want you to be well.