On the seventh night of the rose, Qianyuye left again. What's behind it until the end? Thank you.

The Rose of the Seventh Night Part 3 The Dancer of the Night of the Fifth Act (16)

We just looked at each other.

The first peak, the distance of ten meters, the time of flow.

Time lingers quietly between us, and generate shines with dazzling ice blue. ...

"Feather wild? Isn't it ... back to Paris? "

"I'm not going back to Paris." He smiled awkwardly. "I played outside for a few days, and today I arranged some things to go back to the hotel to find you. The result is empty. The waiter said you came, so I followed. "

I see. I secretly held my breath and a big stone fell to the ground. Just after praying, I met Yano, which I think is the magical embodiment of prickly trees. It's not just an epiphany. The epiphany of stabbing trees in the Internet age is as fast as the internet speed, and it is immediate.

Not bad. I subconsciously squeezed the amulet in my hand.

"eh? What's that in your hand? " Feather wild this boy really sharp-eyed, unexpectedly found the amulet in my hand.

"Don't show you! Less gossip. " I fended off his hand and nervously took out a pack from my coat pocket and lit it. I took a deep breath and the smoke drifted away in the bright light.

Before taking the second sip, the cigarette in his hand was rudely knocked off and flew far away.

"hey!" I am very angry.

"Quit smoking. Did you hear that? " He reached out and threw away a whole bag in my coat, with firm eyes and no room for wandering. "I hate to see girls smoking, especially you."

What do you mean, hate?

This suddenly aroused my stubborn spirit, and I bit my lower lip unconvinced: "If you hate it, hate it." Why should I care? " ! "The second half of the sentence is obviously not as confident as the previous one." Besides, I'm not you. "

As soon as the words came out, I regretted it.

Damn it, why should I say, "I'm nobody to you"? Saying this without pressure is tantamount to admitting that you wish it was him. ...

Feather wild grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to the hall, kneeling in front of the lobby.

"You swear."

"What oath?" I struggled to stand up, but he pressed me hard on the futon.

IrisSui! He looks very serious. "Don't be ridiculous, you swear now: take good care of yourself in the future."

"Just for this?" There was a strange feeling in my heart, "why ... why did you suddenly say that?" You don't usually care so much about me. "

After that, I turned my back and didn't dare to look at his face. I heard his relaxed and unthinking answer-

"Of course! You are my most important friend! "

Most importantly ... friends.

oh

A cold heart, or ordinary friends.

When I came out of the temple, there was a strong wind on the top of the mountain. Soon, it began to rain in Mao Mao. The weather is really changeable. The weather is so good that people who come to climb the mountain are caught off guard. After running for a while, the top of the mountain, which was just crowded, suddenly became empty and sparse. Obsidian too that guy doesn't know where to play, and I can't find him anymore, so I can only hide under the eaves of the temple.

The rain leaked from the eaves and gradually gathered into a transparent line.

I curled up my right hand and hid it safely in his hand. I know this is only a moment of warmth, but I still hope more and more.

"Hua Ye, do you know what I'm thinking now?"

"Huh?"

"I hope ... the rain will never stop." Say that finish this sentence, take out the amulet from your coat and hand it to him.

He asked what it was.

"This is a talisman. I vowed to take good care of myself before the Buddha, and you will be safe in the future. "

According to Hanano's personality, he would never open the amulet. This is the best. Kumi sacrificed himself to make us happy. I dare not ask for anything, as long as he is safe.

"No, thank you. Keep it for yourself. " He pushed it conveniently, and the amulet in my hand slipped and fell into the puddle under the steps.

Letter!

This letter is hidden in the amulet!

I quickly ran down the steps to pick it up and dry it. But it's no use. The water-permeable cross-stitch has long been soaked, and the handwriting on that letter may have been destroyed.

"Sorry, sorry, are you wet?" He quickly apologized and I shook my head. It was not this amulet that got wet by the rain, but my heart.

Just then, Haneno suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Zhixun, I always give you trouble, but it won't happen again."

"eh?" I'm surprised.

"I won't go back to Paris, I want to live and develop somewhere else."

A pain in my heart, and want to go?

"Where to?"

"Who knows the destination?" He smiled at himself, smiling so beautifully that life slipped away from him.

"You ..." My brain went blank. In front of me, he seems to be getting farther and farther away, thinking like a short circuit, and there is only one sentence in his mind that keeps hovering:

He's leaving, he's leaving, he's leaving again, and he's not coming back.

"Ji Xun, Ji Xun?"

Feather wild hand in front of my eyes, wake me up from a daze. He gently raised my cold face and asked, "You look so pale. Why are you suddenly pale?" Caught a cold? "

The Rose of the Seventh Night Part 3 The Dancer of the Night of the Fifth Act (17)

"No,no." I shook my head desperately and tried to calm myself down. I hope I can summon up the greatest courage to make him despair, but when I think of what he once said to me:

"I know that beauty and stupidity take a long time! Sister Hua Jiumei looks angry like a pig! Sister Hua Jiumei is a coward who is afraid of the dark! Take a long time to cry! Sister Hua Jiumei is not beautiful! Sister Hua Jiu always tells cold jokes! Sister Hua Jiumei often does many stupid things! Ji-hoon, you are smarter than her! You are prettier than her! You are more talented than her! You are a star. She is just an ordinary girl! You are better than her in every way! But ... you're not Kumi ... you're not ... "

Thinking of this passage, I was disheartened and never dared to mention a word to keep him.

A few days later, he got a visa and a plane ticket. It seems that he is really determined to leave, and no one can stay. He refused to see us off in the morning, saying that he didn't like the scene of crying and crying when he left. Despite his repeated evasions, I drove him to the airport. I always try to keep him when he is standing in the queue waiting for his boarding pass.

"Feather wild! Don't go! ! I like you! I never want to lose you again! " No, it's too literary. I can't say it! (tears. )

"I said, don't leave your boy, don't mess around, let's live a good life." Well, still no, it's too popular to impress him. (Waterfall tears. )

"Yunojun, if you can, don't go ..."-No, don't! There is no motivation for him to stay! (Storm tears! )

In this way, I was in a confused state for a long time. When he told me that he was leaving with his boarding pass, my disobedient lips only snorted and handed him the mineral water in my hand.

"No, there is on the plane." He took a pair of glasses out of his pocket and put them on. The sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window suddenly burns and is blindly gorgeous. As soon as he turned around, the light came out of his ears, dazzling the layers of dazzling apertures. The atmosphere began to brew a strange beauty.

The light will fold his shadow in front of the French window with me, like a farewell couple.

Does he know?

No, he will never know.

..... At my fifth birthday party, my love has come early, at an irresistible speed. Everywhere, crimson roses began to bloom, and I was drunk and ashamed. I am a fruit that has not grown well in early autumn. I timidly stick my head out in the green fragrance and am willing to accept all the storms and injuries in the future.

..... But dear, why does this kind of injury wait forever?

"Well, I have to go. Zhixun, be good. " He stroked my head and his fingers were cold.

"hmm." I don't know what to say, so I have to answer softly. Looking up at him, I always feel that he is such a handsome and clean boy, but he is dressed a little thin and casual. I am used to his clean and tidy appearance. Once I see that he is a little thin and underdeveloped, I will feel distressed secretly, so I can't help but blame: "Why are you wearing so little?" No coat? What if the weather in the city you go to is very bad and cold? "

"Oh, all right, all right." He waved impatiently. "Women are trouble."

"I care about you."

"I understand." The answer seems to be to pretend not to care. He didn't dare to look me in the eye, put his suitcase on the ground in boredom and looked at the busy hall.

Today is the weekend. There are so many people coming to the airport to catch the plane and meet their relatives. The lobby on the first floor of the whole waiting room is crowded with people. From time to time, someone gives me and Haneno a curious look. Although I wore oversized sunglasses that covered half my face, I anxiously pushed my glasses up my nose with my index finger.

A little girl walked past us, and her mother was holding a lovely Mickey balloon, which hit Hanano on the back of the head with a bang. He bounced off the balloon with his fingers and smiled at me:

"Hey, why do you always have such a long face? Master, I will travel around the world soon and enjoy my life. Won't you congratulate me? " Although he is smiling, his expression is unnatural. "Oh, don't worry, Ji-hoon, I'll take care of myself."

I want to say that I'm not worried that he can't take care of himself. What worries me is that he will never come back. When he left, he disappeared.

Countless words choked my throat, and I failed to say half a sentence unwillingly.

"Come on, let my brother give you this balloon, will you?" He ran to the store at the airport and bought a huge heart-shaped balloon and handed it to me, which attracted the envious eyes of the girls on the roadside.

I looked at the lovely balloon, as soon as I let go of the line, I let it fly away freely.

"I don't want balloons."

"Then what do you want?" He doesn't understand.

"I want this …" I clicked the second button on his shirt. "I want your button, and I don't want anything else."

The Rose of the Seventh Night Part 3 Act 5 Night Dancer (18)

"The second button?" Feather wild originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed, in fact, I would have seen it, and he felt bad in his heart, just pretending not to care.

I don't care, just let me be willful this time. I just want the second button on his shirt.

"Nonsense."

His face suddenly changed. At this time, there was a broadcast in the airport lobby, asking passengers of * * * * to prepare for boarding. Haneno didn't even leave a farewell message, so he filed a suitcase and went straight to the security check.

I just stood there, looking at his back, and my hope was fading away bit by bit. When the broadcast rang for the second time, Haneno, who had put his suitcase on the stage, suddenly turned around and strode towards me.

He held me in his arms with such overbearing power that it was suffocating.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ... I'm sorry, Zhixun, I know what you mean by buttons. I don't want to see you sad ... "He murmured an apology," but when I was in Prague, I promised Kumi would accompany her to visit doll lovers all over the world to see if they were well after losing their lover. This is my last promise to Jiumei. Even if I lose all my time in this life, I will take her to fulfill this wish. "

I choked and nodded: "I understand, I understand that you only love Jiumei, and you will help her fulfill her wish. I love Kumi more than you do. I never thought I could be with you after her death. "

The second button is closest to the heart. I don't want to take away his heart, so I just want one of his buttons, so I won't feel so humble and pitiful. ...

He refused such a small begging.

"I'm sorry, Zhixun, I'm sorry ... don't be sad."

"Don't be sad, you see, I'm really not sad." I put his palm on my dry eyes. "I didn't cry."

But Yano cried.

He kissed my forehead, and tears silently penetrated into my black hair.

A drop.

Another drop.

Until his tears dripped into my mouth and penetrated.

Salty and sour taste.

I swear.

I swear I will never forget the taste of these tears. It is the last memory of the boy I love most in my life. Maybe Thousand Feathers Wild is really the person I am destined not to have, just like an orchid in an empty valley, I can only wait and see from a distance in loneliness and melancholy.

Since I can't have it, at least I still have this memory of loving it.

It is rich and substantial, and will always sleep in my mind, accompanying me to happiness. Very strange, very strange. I thought being loved was happy. Now I understand that loving someone deeply, regardless of income, is also happy.

The crowd in the lobby of the whole airport seemed to be a phantom passing by in a hurry. I used up my last strength in my life to hold him tight, and I was about to melt into his arms. Until the broadcast reminds passengers to check in again.

"Goodbye." He released my hands tightly, tore something off my shirt and put it in my palm, then lifted the suitcase and passed the security check without looking back.

I stood in the hall like a puppet whose soul was taken away.

Bang. The sunglasses covering half of the face suddenly fell on the mirror-smooth floor of the hall and smashed to pieces. The girl who happened to pass by me had already passed by, suddenly let out a cry and turned to stare at my face.

"Oh my God! This, this, this is not ... "Her stuttering caught her companion's attention. Her inexplicable companion glanced at me and screamed, "Miss Ji-hoon, can you sign my name?"

There was a commotion in the hall.

The surging crowd surged up from all directions and surrounded me. I was pushed around by countless people, and the second button on his shirt lay quietly in my hand.

Buttons.

I lost him again. All the clues about him are this button.

..... There were silent tears in the crowd.

The world is like a slowly ebbing sea, a dark blue loneliness.