Zhizhi has no objection.
They booked two adjacent suites so they wouldn't interfere with each other.
evening.
The two were having dinner in a sea view restaurant.
Suddenly, Zhou Chuchen was shocked.
He stared at a message on his circle of friends, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"I'm stuffed."
Zhou Chuchen suddenly stood up and walked away with his long legs.
Zhizhi didn't look at him, but just lowered her head to look at the message that suddenly appeared after a long time without contacting her.
—Will there be a chance for me to invite you to dinner again?
—It was my fault last time for letting you stay with strangers.
—By the way, let me transfer the money to you. I almost forgot about it because I left in such a hurry.
—[WeChat transfer ￥ yuan please receive the payment]
Zhizhi ignored these words and clicked into Zhao Cheng’s circle of friends.
Sure enough, I found that he forwarded a circle of friends this morning.
-Never Forget: Happy Wedding @Vans[9-square grid.jpg]
Zhizhi looked out the window and saw the black motorcycle suddenly start up, the sound of the accelerator fading away.
The passersby looked surprised.
…
It's the middle of the night.
A man reeking of alcohol knocked on Zhizhi's door.
He carried the frost of the night.
Zhou Chuchen, who thought he had left her completely, looked at her with a sparkling look of hope, and said,
"Shen Zhizhi, let's make love!"
Zhizhi hasn't spoken yet.
He pulled Zhizhi into the house and closed the door.
“Shen Zhizhi, are you happy?”
“…”
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all, I'm very happy now - really happy!"
"Come with me..."
…
The next evening.
Zhou Chuchen opened his sleepy eyes and subconsciously reached to his side.
It's empty.
He paused suddenly and sat up.
The room was dim, with only a few sparks of light coming through the half-open door.
Zhou Chuchen hurriedly went out wrapped in a thin blanket and saw brilliant fireworks outside the window, as if the stars in the Milky Way were falling romantically and shockingly covering the entire ocean.
The starlight reflected in his pupils, and the earth was filled with laughter and cheers, which made him stand still for a moment.
Zhou Chuchen stared blankly for a long time.
Maybe it was just a moment, or maybe it was ten thousand years. Zhou Chuchen's feet felt a little sore from standing for so long.
He lowered his head and unexpectedly found a photo on the ground.
After seeing clearly what it was, he quickly squatted down and picked up the photo he and Shen Zhizhi had taken together -
However, once the photo was picked up, it immediately scattered like flying snow all over the sky.
Snowflakes fluttered from his palms, and for a moment they complemented the fireworks outside the house.
After squatting for a while, Zhou Chuchen touched his throbbing temple, shook his head, and felt a little dizzy.
But he still called out into the darkness,
"Shen Zhizhi——
"Come out to watch the fireworks."
Doesn’t she want to watch the fireworks?
“…”
However, he was answered by a long silence.
Zhou Chuchen's heart suddenly felt empty.
…
Zhizhi came to the beach and took out the torn photos from her bag.
All of it was thrown into the sea.
She picked up her bag and dumped it out, thinking that she probably had nothing left.
She raised her head and took one last look at the dazzling fireworks.
Then he turned and left the beach and came to Province A according to Chen Han's information.
An animation company heard the voice of Zhizhi submitted by Han Sheng Studio and thought she was very suitable for one of the roles, so they invited Zhizhi to cooperate.
This work,
Han Sheng Studio was rated A.
ps:
The photos are set to be biodegradable and not pollute the environment.
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Postcard Contents:
"If the gods would listen to my wishes,
"Well, I wish you good night,
“May there always be stars in your dreams.”
——
The suicide note written by the original body in the rental house:
"At the dream wedding,
“We stared at each other.
“It was as if the whole world had stopped,
“All that remains is our breathing and heartbeat.
"In the fireworks flying all over the sky,
“We look up together.
"It's like traveling through time and space and the Milky Way,
"Feel your lips and your eyes.
"I like you,
“But you’re still drifting away.
"It doesn't matter,
"The sea will play for me the forgotten grave song."
——
The postcard is excerpted from Yu Guangzhong.
The suicide note was excerpted from the Internet and made up.
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