"No……"
His eyes were dull as he reached out his hand, picked up the thick book, and almost wanted to tear it up to tear away the indisputable facts, but his fingers finally stopped rationally.
His eyes dropped down and landed on the short title of the book.
Only two words pierced his eyes.
At this moment, his heart was numb, his eyes turned red, and he seemed to have fallen into that nightmare from which he could not escape.
As early as when they were on vacation, he had a premonition that there was a sword of Damocles that was destined to fall over her head, called the life span of the soul. So they laughed, made noises, danced, sang, and went to all the places they were supposed to go. The boat crossed the starry river, the oars raised the waves, and the girl's figure swayed lightly on the bow of the boat...
But Liming promised him, didn't he?
After a long silence, he saw peach blossoms slowly falling in the peach forest outside the window. He remembered that when they were standing in the peach forest under the moonlight, she was reading comics on the recliner, and her shoulders were also covered with peach blossoms.
He told her to stop being lazy, and she laughed, saying that if she lived long enough she would just have to lie down. But after a while, she became greedy again and wanted to eat the children's candied haws.
He asked her to read some new comic books, but she retorted like a child, saying that old ones were better and should be savored carefully.
He brought her sweet biscuits from Beijing. She ate one and wanted more. So they made a rule that she could only eat three a day to prevent her teeth from getting bad... They also agreed to watch the fireworks in the north together...
He seemed unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes, and his gaze remained fixed in a daze. Then, his fingers began to trace the short title of the book.
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——《Yueyue》
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A short title, a book that belongs to her.
The blue-pink gradient book cover was playful and solemn, cute and elegant. He stroked the white pages, one by one, so thin, so delicate, yet so heavy when closed... It was as if her slender figure was in his eyes, and each word, each word, condensed into her dark and clear eyes.
Those eyes were speaking words from childhood: Ming'an, you can treat me as a family member, I will protect you with my sword... Let's not separate again.
——How did she become a cold book?
At this moment, he suddenly missed her very much.
It started from when she left half a year ago... no, it started from her time scale... thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.
He had always missed her.
…
Taoer said he now had two new relatives.
No.
He only has one more.
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