Chapter 2134

It's just a short sentence. I don't want to say more. He understood that since he was a director, he had never known who his mother was. No one in the family would mention her. She seemed to be a taboo and was not allowed to appear at home. Holding his finger, he moved it to the man on the right, and his heart beat quickly. The father said: "this person, her name is Huang Beiyue, code name x, she is your mother's friend and enemy. Ten years ago, the two of them were the strongest beings in the world, but... " After a pause, the father looked up and said, "these are the past." He listened quietly, although a few words, but let him feel. Involuntarily holding the frame in his arms, he frowned, endured the inexplicable heartache, and clumsily said, "I want to keep it." My father thought that he wanted to collect the mother's love in the photo, which made my father bear the pain and finally agreed that he would put the photo in his room. That night, he fell asleep with that picture in his arms like a demon. In his dream, it was a cold snowy day. In front of him, there was a shaking white, an endless white snow. A pair of hands reached out from behind, covering his eyes lightly "Because the process of snow falling from the sky is too long, so long that it doesn't even remember what color it is, just like you." He tossed and turned in bed, tears running down his face because of inexplicable heartache. Even in a dream, he could not stop his sadness. "Yubeiyue..." He was in a dream, his forehead against the picture frame. There was a sharp pain in the place where he was hit. He suddenly woke up. Huge darkness enveloped him. He opened his eyes, raised his hand and touched his cheek, but felt cold tears How long does it take to love someone? If we cross the river of forgetting the river, cross the bridge of Naihe, drink the soup of Meng Po, then we will love that person in the next life? If even reincarnation can't stop this love, will time bow in front of me and admit defeat, and then send you to me? Tick. It's tears dripping on the glass of the picture frame. The red haired woman in the picture looks at him with a smile. He couldn't see it. I love you, too good, time will know. And you know, it's too late