You wouldn't even notice if you didn't get close to her or listen to her speak, or even if you had just been crying.
She laughed self-deprecatingly, only now realizing how romantic it was that Chen Lu went to learn photography just to capture her youthful and beautiful self.
And by the time you realize it, it's already the last time.
It's really laughable.
Chen Lu quickly arrived at a street lamp.
There was a tree branch next to the lamp, and its shadow on the ground was a black line.
He naturally chose this place.
The lighting is good... and the meaning is good too.
He silently stood on the other side of the black line and looked up at the camera.
As a result, the girl held up her phone for a long time but still couldn't finish.
"Aren't we done filming yet? Am I that photogenic?" Chen Lu joked.
The girl shook her head, looking somewhat embarrassed. "No, that girl was wiping away tears..."
Chen Lu shifted his gaze and saw that Mo Yuqing was indeed wiping away tears with the back of her hand, seemingly unable to stop them.
She quickly replied, "It's okay, let's just shoot like this."
Two minutes later.
Mo Yuqing looked at the photo on her phone. In the photo, Chen Lu was looking at her with his head turned to the side, while she was crying like a punching bag.
This was Chen Lu's last act of tenderness towards himself...
"Should I send it to you on WeChat?" she asked.
"No need to give it to me."
After Chen Lu finished speaking, he turned and left, this time leaving Mo Yuqing with a resolute back view.
Why? Why do you take the initiative the more indifferent I am?
Chen Lu couldn't understand it. He walked down the road with his head down and found that the rain, which had stopped for a while, started again.
......
late at night.
Unable to get through to Mo Yuqing on the phone, Liu Yan rushed back to her dormitory from the hotel.
As soon as I arrived at the dormitory building, I saw Mo Yuqing squatting there blankly, her eyes lifeless.
She paused for a moment, then squatted down next to Mo Yuqing, letting her rest her head on her shoulder.
Mo Yuqing, who had managed to hold back her tears, burst forth again upon seeing Liu Yan.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry... I really know I was wrong."
Liu Yan's eyes trembled, filled with heartache, and she could only manage a bitter smile, "Telling me won't help..."
You idiot, I told you back then you'd regret it...
Mo Yuqing's tears quickly soaked Liu Yan's clothes as she sobbed, "But talking to him is no use..."
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