The missing person notice fell off his hands and scattered silently on the ground.

"Girl!"

"Girl!"

Time passed quietly, minute by minute, and the world fell into complete darkness.

I don’t know how long it took before a clear and refreshing voice sounded in my ears.

I don’t know how long it took before a clear and refreshing voice sounded in my ears.

——"I heard that your daughter's family likes this. It's so childish, but I happen to have time."

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared, tearing apart the darkness.

She saw the owner of the voice in the dazzling sunlight, her eyebrows blurred, and her eyes gradually became more real.

Dressed in red, high-spirited.

Just under the peach tree, I carefully put the hand strap on the woman.

In the picture, peach blossoms are falling all over the ground.

The woman threw herself into his arms and asked him if he loved her, but he refused to admit it.

A red rope is tied around your wrist to accompany you. Although your love is deep, how can you separate the two from each other?

It’s impossible to be moved.

No.

Already excited!

Every time I asked, I kept saying that I loved him.

Only Meng Tangan himself knows how much is true and how false.

Those countless moments of vacillation and hesitation fell into silence at the moment when my mind was determined.

Her love is so disgusting, she thought.

Meng Tang'an's original family has brought too many negative influences. She can't get out. The blood of mental illness remains in her body. She clearly sees herself sinking into the quagmire step by step. All the courage she has accumulated is easily defeated by reality, and even her bones are overflowing.

Pessimistic.

She lived in the sunshine, her heart died, and she died quietly.

For a broken person like her, it is really hard for those who love her to pick up and love her piece by piece.

Her body fell against the cold and fast river water, breaking free from all restraints, and hundreds of millions of butterflies rushed to fly out of her heart.

She seemed to see Xie Xun's broken eyes.

At the last moment of suffocation.

I finally dare to admit my love.

She confirmed.

She loves Xie Xun!

Meng Tangan’s last birthday wish, I have been thinking about it for a long time.

Hmm...

Don’t meet someone like her again in the future. It’s fate to meet someone who is countless times better than her. It’s a perfect match, and we’ll be together forever.

Forget her.

Life and death will never meet.

Congratulations to her for her early death and congratulations to him for meeting his beloved!

"Meng Tang'an."

"Meng Tang'an."

Someone called her in her ears, making her hoarse.

Meng Tang'an woke up from the chaos and slowly opened his eyes. What caught his eyes were the increasingly clear and meaningful features under the snow in the cold winter.

See clearly bit by bit.

She smiled slightly, moved her lips, and spoke in a pitifully soft voice, naturally caring: "Xie Xun..."

She didn't know how fragile she looked, she only saw Xie Xun's tired look.

Meng Tang'an fell into a coma for two days and two nights, and Xie Xun never left her side. The scattered missing person notices were picked up from the ground and put in a box.

He was really scared to death by Meng Tangan.

When Meng Tangan woke up, the two looked at each other in the rising and falling light.

He knows.

She remembered it all.

Xie Xun's heart ached, as if it had been cut open by saw teeth, but those words still made him feel so soft-hearted.

"Get up first and drink the medicine." He carefully helped her up and took the medicine from the servant's hand.

Meng Tang looked at him quietly, always feeling that she had been waiting for this meeting for a long, long time.

The snow outside the window faded away quietly, the eaves were covered with crystal clear ice, and the branches of the evergreen trees were still piled with snow, bending the branches. The sun was looming, and the beams of light hit the wall slantingly.

You can see fine dust floating in the air, filled with a faint bitter medicinal fragrance.

He has a deep profile, just like the year we first met. He has long eyelashes and narrow eyes that are full of lovesickness. His slender fingers carefully hold the medicine. Hot steam rises from the air, and his eyebrows are filled with dark ink.

"I want to be alone for a while." Her face was still a little pale, and she was leaning on the soft couch, with her black hair hanging behind her. She looked at him with a clear face and her voice was very soft.

Xie Xun paused, smiled at her, and coaxed her: "Drink the medicine first, okay?"

He lowered his eyes and blew on the soup in the spoon, then handed it to her lips.

Meng Tang'an didn't open her mouth, she took it and took a sip: "Xie Xun... I'll think about it again."

Xie Xun's hand fell in mid-air and didn't touch anything. He couldn't hold it back for a while, nor did he hold it back. His fingertips were a little stiff and cold, and he lowered them after a while.

"What are you thinking about?" He looked at her, his calmness shattered, "Will you give up on me again after you think about it carefully?"

Every time she thought about it, the result was no surprise, she left him behind.

Meng Tangan frowned and did not answer immediately. The room was so quiet that it was scary, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Do you really don't want me anymore?"

He asked again.

"Are you clear about your plan?"

There was only his voice in the room, from the beginning to the end.

Meng Tangan's eyes were clean and dark. When he looked at a person, he seemed to be looking at the whole world. He opened his lips and wanted to say something.

Xie Xun was so familiar with her expression. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still very sad, almost overflowing with sadness. The wedding date was obviously set, but he was still preparing to miss it, again and again.

"Think again." He easily interrupted her unspoken words and repeated in a low voice, "Think again... please."

Meng Tangan sighed: "Xie Xun."

"Don't worry, I don't want to get entangled." Xie Xun smiled at her, his brows as wild as ever, filled with a lot of affection, he leaned over and twisted the quilt on her body, "The medicine is a bit hot, drink it slowly.

”

After saying that, he looked away from her and turned away. The smile on his face faded little by little, and he felt that his eyes were getting dark. He calmly looked at the snowy light in the distance. He felt dizzy, had difficulty breathing, and had a sore throat.

It was so tight that it felt like I was back to that night when I was hoarse three years ago.

"Are you stupid?" The daughter's soft voice fell, and she threw herself on his back unexpectedly, as if she had picked up a big cloud, with a hint of complaint at the end.

Xie Xun was stunned for a moment. Seeing that she was not wearing any shoes or socks, he frowned. He put his hands through her legs and picked her up firmly: "How can you take care of yourself like this?"

"Isn't it you?" she asked.

Xie Xun looked at her indifferently and pulled his lower lip: "I can't stay with you all the time."

Meng Tangan smiled and hugged his neck, and said in a bright and clear tone: "Prepare a peach blossom bar for the wedding."

His figure suddenly froze, like a snow sculpture, frozen there. He did not react for a long time, only looking at her.

"Don't you understand?" Meng Tang'an was a little confused, and she moved closer to him, shortening the distance between the two. They were so close that their breathing was entangled, and they could see every detail clearly without missing each other.

She arched her eyebrows in the sunshine, bright and flamboyant, her eyebrows a little blurred, her voice was extremely clear, falling in this winter, three years late, like the sunshine passing through the branches on the mountain road, blooming the buds of spring,

Like the folk songs of small towns in the south of the Yangtze River, the voices sing tenderly.

"What I mean is that if you don't change the wedding date, you will have a perfect marriage!"

One day.

We want to walk together on the street and look at the sun.

I will never forget it, and it will reverberate.
To be continued...