The First Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty-Nine Chapters Bloom on the Mo, and the Leaves Come Back [Fan]

Chapter 1767 Flowers bloom on Mo, leaves fall back [fan]

When did you start liking that person?

Jun Zhan didn't know either.

Maybe at the beginning, maybe it was that Changan Yean, or maybe it started with that person's smile.

Once it starts, it is doomed.

Jun Zhan's past,

It was like being shrouded in smog and unable to see the light and shadow.

Only that winter night, that endless forest, and that dazzling red.

young hate,

It can be remembered for a lifetime.

Jun Zhan can't remember how many days and nights he lost in nightmares. When he wakes up, he often sits until dawn.

later,

He was getting used to dreaming at midnight, too, getting used to... the pain.

Jun Zhan never thought about who would be involved with someone like him.

only,

That person appeared so unexpectedly, breaking into his world without warning, as if shining with countless lights and shadows.

for a moment,

Brilliant.

only,

It was he who pushed the light away with his own hands.

so,

later,

It's really doomed.

Probably fell into the abyss, but Jun Zhan never said,

that's his,

Sweet as candy.

before that,

He never knew,

An ordinary night would be so bloody and heart-wrenching.

——One is different and the other is wide, and each is safe.

The eight words are easy to say, but they really come to my ears, but my heart is like a knife.

It must have fallen into the ice cave.

But you have to be calm and calm, and say to her with a smile, "Okay."

just one word,

But it seems to have exhausted all his courage.

Can you give me a hug?

is his last wish.

although,

The meaning of this hug is not pure, it even symbolizes parting.

Like is probably better than all principles,

Even in the abyss,

But so what?

As long as you are happy.

The sea of ​​people is vast, but accidentally fell in love with you.

Since then,

Except for you, the eyes are all wilderness.

The girl is probably the only color in his dark world, the treasure he wants to integrate into his bones and guard his life.

No one can pull this color away,

Neither can anyone.

before this,

Jun Zhan has never felt that,

A heart, the feeling of being touched by another person.

Willingly.

Even this heartbreak,

It's just his heart.

There will be no outcome, no turning point.

so what?

He just thought,

Protect his girl.

It's not that after she turned around, there was a vast sea of ​​people, but no one liked her, cared about her, and cared about her.

It's not that when she reaches the end, the road is so long, but no one is waiting for her.

Companionship is the longest confession of love, and guardianship is the most silent companionship.

Keeping that person's life until the end of death is not the end.

On the day of dying white,

Jun Zhan passed away.

Jun Zhan's last will before his death was: "Don't bury us together, as long as I die in the coffin next to her."

How much love is it?

Even after death, he didn't dare to offend the half-step, for fear that it would be an offense to the girl.

Just silent like a knight guarding the princess,

It is impossible to share the coffin, but it will not give up waiting.

later,

Nanli really did what Jun Zhan wanted. Next to the white-stained tomb, a tomb was built and Jun Zhan was buried in it.

Nanli once thought that Jun Zhan was protecting Ranbai I to keep him, but later, when Nanli saw that Jun Zhan was just hiding in the dark and watching the girl smile like a flower, he realized that he was letting go.

is complete.

Jun Zhan didn't say a word to Ranbai until he died, "I love you."

Because he knew the ending of this heartbeat, he would rather deceive himself.

Even if you lie to yourself,

It's better... to be able to cheat for a lifetime.

It was only after he left in white that day, the man who had never had red eyes in all these years really had red eyes. He choked and said to her softly, "I love you."

Three simple words, but a lifetime.

Jun Zhan knew that Ranbai couldn't hear him, but he kept repeating over and over again impatiently: "I love you, I love you..."

One after another, speaking of a hoarse voice.

Jun Zhan loves dyeing white.

I didn't dare to say it before I was alive, I couldn't say it, so only at this time can I say it, three words buried deep in my heart.

I love you,

At the beginning of life, at the end of death, at the end of a cliff, under the sun.

next life,

Can I accompany you to watch the sunrise and sunset?

shh,

Do not talk.

Just give me a chance to deceive myself.

Jun Zhan has planted plum blossoms all his life,

He watered the plum blossoms with his own blood and the faith of his life.

Until he can plant no more, until he is the end of his life, until his corpse turns to dust.

And the plum blossoms in the courtyard are still full of branches, not eye-catching, not expensive, just standing indifferently against the cold wind.

The refreshing fragrance of flowers seemed to drift away with the cold wind,

A touch of fragrance, like a unique nostalgia.

The number of words in this chapter is 1400+