Finally, the picture is fixed on his sunny and handsome face, as if his time is always staying in this minute, this second, this moment.

Clearly is a fresh life, is clearly so sunny a big boy, but finally said not to see, disappeared, completely disappeared in this world.

What she would rather have happened was a dream, but the bruises on her wrist and the stitched wounds on her legs told her not to be paranoid. All that happened is true.

Yin Shaosen is really dead. He can't live any longer.

She looked at his smiling face on the video, but she couldn't speak.

At this time, the text message "Ding" a sound.

She quit the video, under the video, is a well edited text, the same is regularly sent, "Li Yang, I give you the last love, is to complete you, also to complete myself, so, please don't feel sorry for me in the future, next life, I will be in the vast crowd, the first to find you, to that time, you will always belong to me."

For Yin Shaosen, how can he not be sad about his death? The company in the past few years, the bickering and his smile have all been fresh. How can you say that you are not sad if you are not sad?

What's more, it makes people sad to be around for a long time?

Deep buried head, tears like rain.

Wet the phone screen.

An arm ran over her shoulder and brought her into her arms. "Cry, if you want to cry, just cry once, just cry out."

The whole respiratory system was invaded by the smell of tobacco on his body. She buried her head in his arms and could not control it any more. She cried out loud, crying like a child. She exhausted all her strength, and her body was shaking

He patted her on the back to get along with her

She just cried and grabbed the front of his chest by the skirt, so hard, so painful that he felt that his heart seemed to be pulled out in general, more like being hit by a heavy hammer.

It turns out that no matter when he is selfish, even if Yin Shaosen is dead, even if he tells himself not to quarrel with a dead man, he is still damned jealous when he sees her crying for other men like this.

Only one can be jealous of himself.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, opened it and lit it. The light white smoke diffused out,

his eyes were not bright.

He puffed one by one until she lost her strength in the wailing, and finally only sobbed.

The room was full of smoke.

It's been a long time. She's still shivering.

Her hand, which held tightly to his lapel, was finally released, like a worm without bones, lying soft in his arms.

Ear is his cold light voice, "Li Yang, I allow you to be sad for other men, but, only this time, never again."

About is crying too hard, she felt her head muddled, stupidly silly for a long time, just reflected what he said.

He had always been a vinegar jar, and even if he mentioned a little other men, he would not be happy, but now, he said to her, he allowed her to grieve for other men.

After her reaction, she was a little unbelievable, and then understood his good intentions

"Lu Chi Mo, I'm hungry."

Soft voice mixed with the hoarse cry, clever some do not like words.

The look on his face finally relaxed, even the voice, are gentle a lot, "what do you want to eat, I'll do it for you."

She opened her big eyes, and there was a mist in it. "You let me think about it."

"Good."

"I want to eat tomato omelette," she thought

Drooping eyes, the line of sight is her wet into a piece of eyelashes, "or, you just wake up, eat noodles easy to digest, will not stomach pain."

"Well, you make it for me. I want to taste the taste five years ago."

"as like as two peas ago, five years ago, OK?"

She nodded heavily. "OK."

"Then wait for me here." He released her a little, reached for a pillow and put it on her waist, so that she could lie more comfortable on the back of the bed. "Promise me, no one else will cry secretly."

"I promise you."

He finally with a little smile, eyes doting, "believe you."

After rubbing her hair, he walked out of the room.

She looked at him until his back disappeared in sight and did not take back her eyes.

I promised you, only sad for a short time, only sad for a while, I promise, will not cheat you.

Because I know, I am sad, you will be more sad, I am sad, you will be more sad, so, I will control myself.I don't know how long, her eyes finally shifted to the window.

Dark sky, no moon, no stars.

Not long, the sky suddenly began to rain, raindrops hit the leaves, issued a patter of sound.

The cold wind blew in from the half open French window, and the curtain was flying in the air. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the cold person shivered slightly.

Li Yang got up from the bed and closed the window with bare feet.

Close every window.

Just as the last one was turned off, the door let out a soft sound and was opened from the outside.

Hearing the news, Li Yang looked back and saw a man with a bowl of hot noodles coming in.

She laughed from the heart and called him, "Chi Mo,"

Lu Chi Mo closed the door and looked at her eyes. Her eyes fell on her curved eyes and stayed in the shallow arc of her lip corners. Finally, she was relieved, "what are you doing there?"

She answered honestly, "it's raining, it's cold, I'm closing the window."

"If you know it's cold, why don't you put on a coat to close the window, and you're barefoot."

"Ah?" Her face slightly red, smile some silly, "I forgot."

Forget it.

He some helplessly waved to her, "come here, eat noodles."

"Well." She ran as like as two peas, and sat on a chair eating noodles. "Well, it's still the smell. How did you do it? It's been the same for five years."

Lu Chi Mo found clothes to put on her, took slippers, squatted down and put them on her feet. After everything was done properly, the corners of her lips were hooked out with a touch of radian, which just dropped four words, "IQ problem."