Rose petals are floating on the ground, covered with dust, or blown by the wind, scattered and flying, weird and cute.

Zhao Yunuo's tears fell down the petals along the corner of the eye, mixed with dust, so cloudy.

Yi Xiangyuan helped Zhao Yunuo, pretending to be joking: "Who is that uncle? It's ugly."

He wanted to comfort Zhao Yunuo, but he hurt him.

"You don't need to care!" Zhao Yunuo glanced at the scattered roses and turned to walk home. She didn't bother Yi Xiangyuan or her sister, and she just walked like this.

Ren Feng blew, Ren glances passed, she didn't want to see anything, and didn't want to touch. She didn't need anything now, so she needed a bed to let her sleep quietly until she woke up and lost all memory.

This is the most memorable Valentine's Day in her life. It sacrifices all the day of dreams. Her heart is like a knife twisted, but she has to be relentless. She looked at Zhang Zizhen and left, just like everything she had once was taken by him. Gone, including her heart.

However, she can only choose this way, she must choose this way!

Nothing is Yi Xiangyuan's fault, nor is it Zhang Zhang's fault. All the faults are her faults, so let her bear all the sins.

Lying on the bed, she turned off her mobile phone. No matter who it was, she should never call in again. No matter who it was, she couldn't knock on her door and her heart door again.

The ceiling was so beautiful, it was muddy with tears, and there were many patterns. There seems to be a world on it, full of strange pictures, flowers and grasses, mountains and waters, stories of people, scenes and scenes, colors that dazzle her retina, and finally pierce her mind.

Suddenly her heart hurt.

She got up, picked up her cell phone, turned it on, and then dialed Zhang Ziyu's phone.

"I'm home, could you explain it to me? Nono." Zhang Zizheng's voice was weak, as if begging.

Zhao Yunuo squeezed his thigh with his hand, and then bit his teeth, "I'm so tired. I slept first. You didn't sleep last night, so rest."

No matter what Zhang Zizheng said, she absolutely hung up and shut down.

Then she covered her face and wept bitterly.

"Zhang Zihuan, are you okay? I hope you can survive it." Zhao Yunuo remembered Zhang Zihuan in her heart. She hoped that he was a mature man and not to be defeated by her mistake this time.

"I'm not a good woman. I don't deserve you." Zhao Yunuo thought of Yi Xiangyuan again.

At this moment, she realized that she was really not a good woman. She had hurt the two men who loved her the most in the best days. How could she be so weak and kind?

Can it be separated?

If she could, she really wanted to have a body that belonged to Zhang Zihuan and would always accompany him, in order to pay in silence, no matter how he treated her.

But she is a person. She used to be a kind and gentle person. Now she is a cold and ruthless person. She should not be loved or cared for. Her existence will only hurt those who love her.

For example, mother, such as father, such as Zhang Zihuan, such as Yi Xiangyuan.

She exists like this, selfishly, and hurting others, but doesn't she hurt?

"Zhang Zihuan, I hate you!" Zhao Yunuozhen beat the head of the bed, his teeth clucked.

She really hated him, hated it to the extreme, because she loved him, to the extreme.

She had known about Zhang Zizhen's secrets for a long time, but still blindfolded, it didn't matter to lie to herself, but did it really matter?

It would be nice if he was like Yi Xiangyuan, a college student who has never been in love. That way she would marry him without hesitation, and no one could stop it.

Asking herself, she loves Zhang Zizhen, and there is no substitute for her in this life.

However, two people in love will eventually go out of the way. Maybe this is love. People who are together are just right. Those who love are never together.

She couldn't convince herself and had to pretend to go to sleep, maybe she really fell asleep.

She had a dream while in a coma, and it can be said that she had entered a dream that was similar to reality.

It was a high mountain with beautiful scenery. The top of the mountain was a cliff. There was a rock near the cliff. She stood on the rock and let the cold wind blow her body.

There was a person standing in front of her. This person was not tall but very straight. He looked at her with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

She knows this person. They have always been the two people they know best. He is Zhang Zizheng.

Zhang Zihuan was standing on the edge of the cliff, and when he didn't know, a cigarette was licked in his mouth, and the smoke drifted along the wind along her hair, the taste was extremely familiar. That was the unique masculinity of Zhang Zihuan. She had smelled it countless times and already remembered it.

She likes this smell very much. Once she inhales her nostrils, she becomes very excited and swells with passion. She wants to hug Zhang Zihuan, but her feet seem to stick to the rock and she can't move at all.

"Nono," Zhang Ziyi said softly.

Zhao Yunuo nodded and stretched his arms, hoping that Zhang Zihuan would come and hug her.

"I'm gone," Zhang Zizheng said lightly, then turned and looked under the cliff.

Zhao Yunuo saw that Zhang Zizhen's eyes were red, teardrops slid down the corner of his eyes, to the tip of his nose, to the corner of his mouth. At last, the sky was dark, and the rain was pouring down.

The rain came so suddenly, it suddenly covered Zhang Ziyu's tears, and fell on the rock under her feet.

Zhao Yunuo stretched out her palm to grab Zhang Zihuan's clothes, but she found that Zhang Zihuan's body was slowly moving towards the cliff.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yunuo exclaimed.

Zhang Ziyi smiled, a little desolate, shaking his head a few times, and stretched out a hand in front of Zhao Yunuo.

"Let's go with me." Zhang Zizhen asked.

Zhao Yunuo did not hesitate to hand it to Zhang Zihuan, then the two hurriedly ran towards the cliff.

Under the mountain, there are clouds and clouds, you can't see to the end, and you can't see other worlds.

Zhao Yunuo stopped, she didn't dare to jump, she still had a lot of work to do. However, she suddenly discovered that Zhang Zizhen was gone and was no longer with her.

She looked around, shouted loudly, and couldn't see Zhang Ziying. Then she looked at the cliff again, and there was someone in between the clouds, he was waving to himself.

"Zhang Zihuan, come up to me!" Zhao Yunuo shouted.

Suddenly, she felt someone pat her shoulder and turned her head, she saw another man. Yi Xiangyuan stood behind her, holding a bouquet of roses in her hand, and said softly, "Nono, go home."

"Zhang Zihuan is still below." Zhao Yunuo panicked: "You must find a way to save him."

Yi Xiangyuan shook his head and said, "He has left, and no longer belongs to you. I am still."

"You?" Zhao Yunuo looked at Yi Xiangyuan, her eyes blurred, and she found that she couldn't see Yi Xiangyuan's face clearly.

It was so vague, so transformed, and in the end, she found out that Yi Xiangyuan's face had changed to become Zhang Ziyi's face.

"Zihou, don't leave me!" Zhao Yunuo yelled and quickly dropped into Yi Xiangyuan's arms.

Yi Xiangyuan patted her shoulder and smiled bitterly: "Fool, I'm Yi Xiangyuan, Zhang Zihuan is gone."

"No, he won't leave me." Zhao Yunuo cried.

"Yes, but you have left him!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded. It was the voice of my sister, so clear and transparent, like pouring a basin of cold water into Zhao Yunuo's heart.

"No, I don't want to leave him!" Zhao Yunuo pushed away Yi Xiangyuan, gritted his teeth, turned and ran towards the cliff.

The rain fell on her, and the cold wind slapped her weak body. At last she clenched her fists, closed her eyes, and jumped down the cliff.

"Nuo Nuo!" On the cliff, Zhang Zizheng's heartbreaking roar came.

Zhao Yunuo was lying in the clouds and her body fell rapidly, and then she saw the cliff, Zhang Ziying hissing, Yi Xiangyuan was also hissing, and finally she saw two people fighting.

The sense of falling made her out of control. The sky is getting smaller and the world is getting smaller. Her head has become empty and her thoughts are gone. She just sees that, between the clouds and mists, an angel broke her wings and fell. With ...

She also saw a farmer holding a pickaxe in the field, and then he looked at the angel in the sky.

"I wish you happiness!" Zhao Yunuo said lightly, and woke up.

What is this dream?

At this time, it was dark, no parents were at home, and no one came to call her. She felt dizzy and just got up and fell to the bed again.

Gritting his teeth barely reached the water dispenser to pick up a cup of hot water, and then turned on the phone.

There were actually 128 missed calls on the phone, 99 from Zhang Zihuan, 3 from Yi Xiangyuan, and the rest were all from the good sister Liang Lixian.

She sipped and called Liang Lixian.

"My little ancestor, what's wrong with you?" Liang Lixian asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, I just woke up." Zhao Yunuo said.

"Did you know that Zhang Zizhen fainted?" Liang Lixian shouted.

"Fainted?" Zhao Yunuo frowned, and said, "He's too weak."

"Well, just woke up, he said he worked hard these days, and, what's going on with you today? Who is that man next to you?" Liang Lixian asked.

Zhao Yunuo smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about this, Zhang Zihuan is fine."

After speaking, Zhao Yunuo hung up the phone. She didn't want to explain and didn't want to touch anything about Zhang Ziyu.

Zhao Yunuo leaned on the table, tears slid down his cheeks, and murmured to himself, "Zihou, forgive me, maybe God made us all fair, and you also endured the harm you brought to me. "

After speaking, Zhao Yunuo called Yi Xiangyuan.

"Are you all right?" Yi Xiangyuan cared.

Zhao Yunuo laughed: "It's okay, it's fine."

"That's all right, have dinner?" Yi Xiangyuan asked.

Zhao Yunuo shook his head and said, "No, today seems to be Valentine's Day."

"Well, aren't you confused?" Yi Xiangyuan wondered.

"Don't you think I should be invited to dinner?" Zhao Yunuo said with a smile, then hung up.

She took a bath, changed her clothes, and smiled in the mirror: "Zhao Yunuo, you will definitely come back if you lose."

Then she left home and went to that little restaurant.