Just crazy thoughts.

Sometimes when Luo Junheng wakes up in the morning, he will subconsciously put his arm to the side. He hopes that when he wakes up, Yan Xi is still there, and his lover is sleeping next to her pillow, and he can touch her whenever he reaches out.

If she was hugged by him gently, she would shrink into his arms.

But in the past ten years or so, what he has touched is the air, which is cold.

The palms of my hands were cold, and the moment I opened my eyes, my heart also felt cold.

Luo Junheng would stay silently for a moment, wondering why his pillow was empty.

I don't know why he is the only one left in this world.

I don’t know why Yan Xi died but he is still alive.

He thought his heart had become cold long ago, but when he saw Yan Xi's photo, he would still think of her. When he thought of her, every bit of what the two people had experienced would appear in his mind, and every scene would be different.

It was so clearly imprinted in his mind that it had not been blurred or forgotten due to the passage of time and the passage of time. He clearly remembered every frame of Yan Xi's voice and appearance.

When I think of her, my heart still moves and my heart aches.

The time he spent with Yan Xi was the happiest day in his life. She made him learn to be grateful for her existence in this world. The red thread of gratitude to Yuelao brought the two of them together. It was precisely because of those

Happy days support him to continue living.

Yan Xi left, but he never left Luo Junheng's world.

In his heart, she occupies a lot of space.

If love only accounts for 10% of life, then for Luo Junheng, that 10% belongs only to Yan Xi. In the world of love, Yan Xi is everything to him.

I can never let anyone go again.

"Actually, I envy you and my sister."

Yan Yuan suddenly smiled, "You love her wholeheartedly, and she loves you wholeheartedly. Not everyone can have love. In this life, it is not easy to meet someone you really like. If that

How lucky you are if someone happens to love you too."

"It will be found."

Luo Junheng looked at Yan Yuan and told him solemnly, "As long as you have hope and never give up, anything will come and everything will happen. Do what you should do and let the rest take its course."

Yan Yuan's light gray eyes lit up for a moment, and he raised the corners of his lips, "I accept your good words."

"Bang", there was a clear sound of clinking glasses, and the two people raised their heads and drank the wine in the glasses.

The moonlight is clear and bright, no matter how everything changes, it is always there.

As the second eldest brother in the family, Nezha, his eldest brother He Feng and his grandfathers worked hard to coax the noisy younger brothers and sisters to sleep. Feeling very tired, they went out to take a look and found that the adults were still jumping around.

I don’t know where I get all this energy. The world of adults is really confusing.

He sighed softly like a young adult and went upstairs. I wonder if his uncle was disturbed, and there was no uncle Yan downstairs. They wouldn't get together to drink, right?

Probably not. My uncle promised not to drink anymore.

Nezha confidently opened the door to his uncle's room. The smell of wine hit his nostrils. When he looked closely, he saw that the wine bottles all over the floor were standing neatly on the ground, but it still made the veins on his forehead pop.

He jumped and looked up in disbelief. Uncle Yan had passed out drunk on the carpet.

The uncle, however, was sitting on the edge of the bed with his bare feet and his head buried in his arms.

Such a tall person, for some reason, looks so small at this moment.

Nezha walked over and called tentatively, "Uncle?"

Hearing the call, Luo Junheng slowly raised his head from his arms, his blue eyes glowing red.

"Nezha?"

The moment he recognized Nezha, Luo Junheng's first reaction was -

"I didn't drink the wine, it was Yan Yuan who drank it."
Chapter completed!