Night has completely enveloped the world, and the roses have faded. How many girls rely on the arms of boys, and how many are lonely stars at this moment.

Zhao Yunuo wept on the way back. She didn't know why she was crying, she was out of control at all. Crying is an emotional confession, but she found that the more tears shed, the more painful she became.

It's weird!

Mom and Dad returned home together, and his mother even had a happy smile on her face. The coldness on Dad's face did not change, but there was a touch of tenderness in Mom's eyes.

Is it really emotional transfer? Abandoned love, in exchange for the harmony of the parents' feelings. If so, it's worth it.

But this is clearly two different things.

She missed Zhang Zi. She didn't know why there was such an arrangement today. Such a poor encounter would completely break the relationship between them.

She wasn't prepared. Everything was natural, but it was too natural.

When she turned on the phone, she still answered Zhang Ziyu's call.

"Nuo Nuo, why?" Zhang Ziyu's voice was dull, but his voice was full of anger.

Tears dripped again, and I didn't know when she would cry so much.

"Tell me why?" Zhang Zihuan growled this time.

Zhao Yunuo bit his lip and said, "Did you not say that? Without me, you could be just as good."

Yes, he said. After Zhao Yunuo knew that, he told her, "Zhao Yunuo, in fact, you don't have to follow me. Without you, I'm doing just fine."

"My love doesn't need sympathy. If you follow me, it will be good, for a lifetime."

Zhao Yunuo only remembered the previous sentence, and in the rest of her life, she also remembered it, but she didn't dare to think about it.

"No, without you, I'm not good at all." Zhang Zizheng's voice was a little astringent, and even a little husky.

Zhao Yunuo relieved and explained, "Let me tell you a story."

"Well," Zhang Zi shouted.

"Before I knew you, I had a loved one. I remember telling you that I had a boyfriend."

"Is it him?" Zhang Zizheng's voice was a little cold.

"Can you hear me tell the story?" Zhao Yunuo frowned, for some reason, and she was particularly disgusted with Zhang Zizheng's strength today.

"You say it, I listen." Zhang Ziyu's voice was even colder.

"We met in high school and have always been classmates. At that time, I was very young and naive, and my resistance was even lower. From the beginning of my sophomore year, I found that I had fallen in love with him deeply.

He is excellent, the monitor, and the idol of all our students. He was very handsome. He was very handsome then. Anyway, I loved him very much.

do you know? Throughout the high school era, almost my entire thoughts were on him, and all the eyes I could see him were also on him.

He is the soul of my high school era and my dream. I like him.

However, at that time, he was always studying and always ignored me. do you know? I confessed to him, in high school, so young, a girl, how courageous I am. "

Tears dripped from the corner of Zhao Yunuo's eyes again. The woman was really made of water and shed so much tears, but whenever I recalled that shy story, the tears couldn't help anymore.

Zhang Zizheng listened carefully, even though his heart was tearing. There is a kind of pain called helplessness. Yes, he is helpless now, there is no way to change those facts.

It belongs to Zhao Yunuo's past. He has never participated or penetrated. He can only be an audience.

After being silent for a while, Zhao Yunuo continued, "A girl plucked her courage to confess to a boy, and he refused me. It's ridiculous, right? I'm not ugly, I'm very cheerful, and I The academic performance at that time was not bad. "

"But why?" Zhao Yunuo was silent again, and said a long time later, "Maybe it was what he said to me now, he had been studying at the time, so he didn't consider the feelings at all. We were too young then Now. "

"Later, I became decadent. I went online, played games, and didn't read books. I thought about it every day. When I watched his figure passing by, I felt an irresistible fire in my heart. He pumped his mouth hard, but I couldn't bear it, I still care about his dignity.

Whenever I heard him answer questions in class, my heart seemed to be stuck with bayonet. I do n't know how I came at that time. In short, it took me a long time to get out of that ghost state. Struggling out.

At that time, my heart was frozen, and even I could no longer accept a man. No matter how good he is, in my eyes it is a negative demon, so I don't want to fall in love until I meet you. "

Zhao Yunuo wiped her tears, and Zhang Zizheng's appearance surfaced in front of her eyes. The corners of her mouth smiled slightly. No matter what she said, Zhang Zizheng brought her more joy and worry. They met at the closest mature age and fell in love. , Has a story for each other. However, after all, she is Zhao Yunuo, after all, she is the one who deeply loved and still loves Yi Xiangyuan. She thought that emotions can be replaced or transferred, but she is such a person. In her emotional worldview, emotions are irreplaceable and cannot be transferred, so she made that choice today.

She must make such a choice, otherwise, if she re-integrates into Zhang Zihuan's arms, she will certainly not be able to let go of Zhang Zihuan, but there will be Yi Xiangyuan in her heart, so she will be very painful. Maybe she's selfish, Zhang Zihuan, can you forgive me? I really don't want to hurt you at the same time.

Hearing this story, Zhang Zihuan must have a say, but he kept silent, relatively speaking, he was mature, and he experienced far more things than Zhao Yunuo.

"You speak!" Zhao Yunuo shouted. For some reason, she needed Zhang Zizhen's comfort even more.

Zhang Zihuan was still silent, and after a long cough, he said, "Nono, can you let everything pass? Don't embarrass yourself any more."

This is Zhang Zizheng's answer, no anger, no sympathy, no comfort, so bland, but so unstoppable.

"No!" Zhao Yunuo shouted. "I don't want to miss this opportunity anymore. Even if I know he and I can't have good results, I must try it."

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"What about me?" Zhang Zizheng's voice was a little cold.

Zhao Yunuo closed her eyes and Zhang Zizheng's appearance was played in her mind again and again. Her heart hurt and her fingers hurt, because her fingers were deeply buried in her wrist, and she put a lot of effort to make herself hurt. Pain proves soberness.

Time passed, and the two were silent. Zhao Yunuo gritted his teeth and said silently, "Zi, give me time?"

After a while, she shouted at the phone: "Zhang Zihuan, you know, I can't be a lone! You, let me go!"