The Third Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Five Chapters Spring Apricot Blossoms Are Blowing All over the Head, and the Youth on the Street Is Full of Romance [Fan Eight]
Childishly quarreling with Jiang Yuyan again and again;
Forgetting that cleanliness does not contradict every contact;
When the typhoon rained and the cruise ship overturned, listening to the heartbeat of the young man was extremely reassuring;
On that night, when we cuddled with each other for warmth, our hearts softened and we let go of our killing intent and vigilance;
When the teenager kissed her eyes, she would feel so tender, and even her heartbeat missed half a beat;
Because of Jiang Yuyan's confession, his heart beat at that moment, he was dazed, blank and at a loss;
When he learned of the earthquake, Jiang Yuyan's first reaction was that he would book a plane ticket in disbelief;
At the moment when the restaurant collapsed, he instinctively blocked all dangers for Jiang Yuyan;
When the young man stumbled towards her in the moonlight, and said with red eyes and drunkenness that I really can't live without you, his heartbeat accelerated without warning, unable to push the person in front of him away, he led Jiang Yuyan step by step like a ghost. Brightly lit direction.
All of this, and more, is the first time in Ran Bai's life.
Jiang Yuyan broke her too many bottom lines and made the only exception in her life.
turn out to be,
is heartbeat.
Just like the spring breeze in April gently blowing through the apricot blossom forest, like the spring bamboo shoots that quietly emerged from the ground in the continuous drizzle, since when has it moved my heart silently.
Even she herself hadn't noticed this love.
At that time she didn't understand, she was dazed, she avoided.
But now she can really be honest and frank with this feeling, when she can seriously say she likes it.
The boy is gone.
forever,
away from her.
It is a distant place that Ranbai never thought of.
Only the heart is full of emptiness.
There is a completely unfamiliar heart of another person in the body, which continuously supports all the vitality.
And the owner of this heart,
is her ancestor.
This kind of feeling is very strange, and the feeling that was hidden in the past is fully revealed after knowing it.
Ranbai often looked down at the position of his heart and was stunned. His long and cold fingers gently covered the position of his heart, and he could clearly feel the heartbeat under his fingertips.
It's lively and real.
It was Jiang Yuyan's heartbeat.
at the same time,
He is her heartbeat.
Since Ranbai knew the truth, except for Shi Qingci, everyone was telling Ranbai,
You have to live well.
Not only for yourself, but also for Jiang Yuyan.
Dyeing Bai doesn't care about this,
She will never be able to live in place of Jiang Yuyan.
that boy,
It is indelible by any existence.
The only thing she cares about is,
Jiang Yuyan's heart beat with her.
When she finally began to face the name openly, the owner of the name had already left.
turn out to be,
It's too late for her to understand,
It was she who kept missing.
When the three words Jiang Yuyan were typed on the Baidu search bar again, Dye Bai's mood was completely different from a year ago.
The girl's long eyelashes drooped gently, and the color in her pupils was elusive.
It reflects lines of text and pictures in Baidu.
Do not know why,
The matter of Jiang Yuyan's death did not exist above, and the news was probably suppressed.
At present, Jiang Yuyan's trace can only be evaluated in four words on the Internet: the information is unknown.
There are still many photos of teenagers on Baidu, all of which were taken a year ago, and they are shadows frozen in time.
The young man was thin and slender, and he was inherently cold and noble, and his half-hooked thin lips were a bit lazy and sloppy, which was cynical. Indifferent coolness.
Cold, arrogant, wicked, and indomitable.
that boy,
It is the most dazzling existence in which the mountains and rivers are forever silent, and the mountains and rivers can be reached in the dusty years.
Ranbai watched it seriously for a long time, and in a trance, the young man appeared in front of him with a wicked smile and a dimpled drunken appearance.
turn out to be,
It can be that far away.
Until Ranbai saw a certain line of words, his eyes suddenly stopped.
That was Jiang Yuyan's birthday.
If it is only like this, it will not be so white.
But she remembered that day clearly. It should be about every contact and every event about Jiang Yuyan. In retrospect, it seems like it happened yesterday, and even every detail was inadvertently engraved in her bones.
That day...
It was the first time Jiang Yuyan called her.
The conversation at that time still feels childish in retrospect.
Ranbai is usually not so boring and naive. He can fight with people over and over again, and even bicker and quarrel.
But Jiang Yuyan was the only accident.
That day was actually Jiang Yuyan's birthday.
how is this possible.
Totally unexpected.
The tip of the dyed white tongue gently pressed against the upper jaw, he blinked his eyes, and then blinked a few times quickly. The emotion in those deep and dark peach blossom eyes was hard to tell, but he felt that he didn't know what to say for a while.
The girl stared at the row of dates for a long time, until her eyes began to become sour, and she finally recovered.
Suddenly there was a very slight arc on the lips,
"Feel sorry."
"I owe you a happy birthday for so long."
"It seems to be very late for compensation now... It doesn't matter. I will accompany you on birthdays, festivals, and new years in the future."
"Jiang Yuyan, don't forget, you share my heartbeat."
Over the past year, Ranbai has deliberately avoided any news about Jiang Yuyan, but from now on he will not.
Never again.
She leaned against the sunshine in the early spring afternoon, her pupils were very beautifully smudged, her white fingertips clicked on the screen of her mobile phone, she quit Baidu, and clicked on WeChat, which she hadn't logged in for a long time.
Contacts at the top of WeChat.
【Jiang Yuyan】
The news is up to a year ago.
It was the morning of the surgery.
The dyed white fingertips stopped there inexplicably, did not fall for a while, and then gently opened it after a long time.
She scrolled up along the dusty chat records, and she did not scroll to the end for a long time.
Almost 90% of it is Jiang Yuyan's news, and Ranbai will only reply a sentence or two occasionally, but after knowing that Jiang Yuyan likes him later, Ranbai never returned any news of Jiang Yuyan again.
I don't know,
During those few months,
Jiang Yuyan sent her so many messages, day after day, except for the two days of the earthquake, without interruption.
Stubborn and stubborn.
Turn on the voice and listen one by one.
The languid and magnetic voice that the teenager is familiar with is separated by the network, like swaying water, gently wrapping around the ear like a whirling wind. Most of them are fiddling with heartstrings.
"Good morning, Miss..."
"It's been cold recently, remember to wear more clothes, don't catch a cold."
"It will rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."