Rich and negative

Chapter 116 The Moment of Leaving

I was very sad looking at the photo of the reunion. I don’t want to see the picture of Yang Yuanming caring about me after death. This will only make me hate myself more. I love this person so much, why do I always hurt him.If I can do it all over again, I will not leave no matter what, even if Yang Yuanming drives me away, I will not leave.

But there is no option to start over in this world, and the water is hard to recover.

Recently, I feel more and more ethereal, and I always feel that it is not far from disappearing.Bad premonitions are always lingering in my heart, and it is even more difficult to let go of Yang Yuanming's current appearance. I only hope that time can heal all the pain.

"far away"

I was taken aback. Could it be... Could it be that he could see me?

It's a pity that I took a closer look, only to find that his eyes didn't focus on me at all, and he was talking to himself.

"You have to trust me, you must trust me."

What do you believe in?My head is full of confusion and I can't find any clues.

"I won't leave you..."

The soft murmur of the last sentence scared me into a cold sweat.

Yang Yuanming, you bastard, don't scare me, okay!I dare not think about what he will do, I just want to jump out and point to his nose and shout at him, you must give me a good life, and you can see me only after you live a long life and die.

However, I can't do anything now, I can only jump around in a hurry.I suddenly don't want Yang Yuanming to stay at home all the time, whether it's Yin Xuan or Liu Zhihong, even if it's just anyone, as long as he can drag Yang Yuanming out of the house, I don't know if my expectation has played a role, the next moment the doorbell suddenly When it sounded, Yang Yuanming got up and opened the door. Yin Xuan stood at the door with a stern expression.After my accident, I only saw Yang Yuanming alone. Seeing Yin Xuan now felt the shock of facing reality again, which made me a little dazed.Sure enough, he can't see my face either, I really don't exist in this world anymore.

Only a ray of soul is left to watch the aftermath.

"Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?"

Yin Xuan seemed to have come here specially from Beijing, "Forget it, it's convenient for me to come by myself. Forget about it, take me to see Lin Yuan."

Yang Yuanming put on a coat casually, took the key and hung the door.

For a moment, I wanted to shout out, I am here, where are you going to see who?But I know that even if I shout out, they won't be able to hear it.I slowly sat down on the ground, resting my head on my knees.

All I can do is wait silently.

It was almost dark, and Yang Yuanming came back with unspeakable exhaustion.But without a sense of despair, I think Yin Xuan came at the right time, at least one more person to share, so that it doesn't have to be so hard.

In time, everything will subside.

I feel that the day when I leave is not far away.

Yang Yuanming got up early in the morning, went to buy vegetables and came back. I was very happy to see it, and felt that Yang Yuanming finally cheered up a bit.But when the food was on the table, I couldn't laugh any more. Almost all of them were my favorite food. It turned out that the few dishes I had been pestering him to make were placed in the middle, steaming hot.I turned my head, unwilling to see such a scene.

Thinking of the countless times we ate together, he murmured that he was not allowed to leave the table until he finished eating, always thinking that I didn't eat well, so he held his mobile phone and watched endlessly.Either confiscate the mobile phone, or threaten to turn off the wifi.Even my mother feels that with him, there is no need to worry about my eating well. 15 years, perhaps really is not a small number, from the two small people at the beginning to the broad shoulders, those small details have gradually grown to luxuriant branches.From the same company to the same group, to the only one around, to gather less and leave more.

Senior Brother, Brother Yuanming, Yuanming, Old Wang, Yang Yuanming.

Could it be said that growth is doomed to be an alienation?

But every sound is called to the heart, indelible.

His name is branded and destined to be connected to me.No matter whose name we are searching for, keyword links always have the other side.I always believe that there is really a destiny in the dark. At that time, we were not together. Once I was idle and bored. I swiped a fan’s Weibo and found a picture. It was our back, focusing on the neck. Close-up, clear two moles, similar positions.When Yang Yuanming came back that day, I scratched his neck to see.

"Lin Yuaner, what are you doing?"

"Hey, show me Brother Yuan!"

It's really clear, and the feeling of touching it is very different from touching your own.

Yang Yuanming quickly guessed my intention, touched my neck without any hesitation or pause, and pressed my mole accurately with his fingertips. "How do you know?" I guess I looked a little dazed, Yang Yuanming laughed all of a sudden, his teeth shaking, and cat patterns appeared.

"Look at you, you look like a steamed stuffed bun!" Actually, it's cute as hell.

"It's not that you're stupid!" Yang Yuanming looked smug, "I just found out that your brother and I knew about it a long time ago."

I don't know why I blushed, and I muttered something in my mouth.Yang Yuanming rubbed my head with satisfaction, turned around and went into the kitchen to cook.

"Today fried pork with green peppers."

"You eat it yourself!"

This soul is weak!Absolutely is intentional!

When it was time to eat, I pointed to the plate of fried pork, "Uncle Yuanming is a dick, he eats green peppers raw and doesn't leave any stir-fried vegetables.

"Yang Yuanming squinted his eyes to look at me, and I immediately lowered my head and crazily grilled rice. Careful, I can't even praise it!"

Since then, Yang Yuanming has always stroked the mole on the back of my neck intentionally or unintentionally. I enjoy this unspeakable ambiguity, and always feel that something is breaking through the ground and sprouting little by little.

Looking back now, it’s all sour and sweet. The only thing I’m lucky about is that I can know and fall in love with him in my lifetime, and it’s not a waste of time.Just looking at him in front of me, I deeply feel that everything can't go back.

The same table, the same meals, things are different.

The loose and casual style makes him feel very comfortable. His hair sleeps like a pile of weeds, and his wheat-colored skin is very delicate, but he doesn't look very healthy. He probably has a bad complexion caused by eating instant noodles all year round.What is most concerning is that the faint dark circles under those blue eyes must have been a late sleeper.The boy who sat up from the bed looked a little dazed, was it because he was not fully awake when he got up?For the time being, there is no vitality of jumping around, but there is a rare tranquility.The golden hair that I like is still shining against the sun.

He stood up, rushed to the window and pulled the curtains wider, and the sunlight immediately filled the whole room. From this point of view, the room was not very big, and the debris piled up in every corner made it even narrower.

Then he opened the storage cabinet as always, and took out instant noodles.Soon, the scent of instant noodles permeated the air, and the boy seemed impatient to wait.

This he is Yang Yuanming, and at the same time he opened his diary and began to write down things.