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Chapter Thirty-Three: The Past 1

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    On the third day, when Li Shaohui was about to go to work as usual, he received a call from Luyao. Li Shaohui hesitated for a while, but still connected.

    On the other side of the phone, Luyao has already bought air tickets for the two of them, and is waiting for him to leave.

    Li Shaohui bowed his head to the phone and pondered for a long time, still hesitating.  At this time, a breeze came in through the window, gently blowing on Li Shaohui's cheeks, and also blowing on the yellowed old book on the table. It was a collection of essays "On the Dark River" by Xi Murong.  The books rustled, and finally the breeze got tired of being mischievous, and suddenly disappeared, leaving the old book on that unintentional page. There was a small poem "Youth" on it,

    "All endings are written,

    All the tears have also set off,

    However, I suddenly forgot how it started,

    On that old summer day that never came back,

    No matter how I pursue it,

    The young you are just passing by like the shadow of a cloud,

    And your smiling face is extremely shallow,

    Gradually disappearing in the haze after sunset,

    So I opened the yellow title page,

    Fate bound it very badly,

    I read it again and again with tears in my eyes,

    But I have to admit,

    Youth is a hasty book.  "

    "Yeah, what's gone is gone after all, and everything can't go back to the way it was before. Although the broken mirror can be reunited, the cracks are still shocking." Li Shaohui sighed and thought, "Even if the goodwill this time gave Tang Fengling hope,  Let her get through it, but how will she spend the days in the future? Do you want to be with her all the time? But can you really throw away all your prejudices, as before? If you still hesitated before, now you want to come but don¡¯t  I definitely don¡¯t want to be with her, since I decided to be the most familiar stranger, then I shouldn¡¯t go, otherwise, I just rescued her from the tiger¡¯s den and pushed her into the wolf¡¯s den.¡±

    Li Shaohui finally made up his mind. Under Luyao's urgent urging, he said indifferently: "Sister Yaoyao, I said I won't go, so just tell Tang Fengling that I also hope that she can cheer up, don't give up on yourself, I  I think if she is a caring person, she will stand up again without you and me."

    Luyao on the other end of the phone gritted her teeth and sneered, "Li Shaohui, what are you talking about? Are you speaking human language? You're fucking farting."

    Li Shaohui closed his eyes in pain, did not listen to Luyao's scolding, hung up the phone resolutely, covered his face in thought, at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was a useless person, unable to do anything about the breakdown of Yu Qiangzhai Luyao's marriage  , powerless to the pain of the promise I loved so much, powerless to Xiao Bei's death, powerless to Xia Xue's departure from Lin Yue'er, powerless to the grief of everyone around me, powerless to the disappearance of all the good things around me,  It's like a sinful disaster, whoever gets close to himself will suffer an indiscriminate disaster.

    I heard that the climate in the Middle East is harsh, the sky is full of yellow sand, and there are constant wars. Since I can't get relief in this bustling metropolis, shouldn't I also go there to experience it like Liu's big head, so that it can be harsh?  environment to wash this increasingly tired mind?

    When Li Shaohui was about to leave for work with a complicated mood, there was a knock on the door. Li Shaohui smiled wryly and guessed who was coming.

    Luyao, who just came in, was speechless for a while, staring at Li Shaohui closely, biting her lips with resentment and contempt, and said word by word: "Li¡ª¡ª Shao¡ª¡ªhui, you really want to learn from Yu¡ª¡ªqiang¡ª¡ª  Zhai?"

    Li Shaohui pondered for a moment, then sighed deeply, "I won't learn from Lao Yu, and I won't become like Lao Yu, but I don't owe her Tang Fengling anything, her life or death has nothing to do with me¡ªit has nothing to do with me."

    "Okay, you guys really have the guts to be ruthless." Luyao nodded angrily, then suddenly laughed and said, "Li Shaohui, remember what you said, I hope you don't regret it." After saying that, she  He took out a notebook from his bag and threw it at Li Shaohui's face fiercely, and said with a sneer, "I found this from Ling'er's rented house, and it's always been placed next to her pillow. I was afraid that you would feel guilty.  I dare not show it to you, but now I find out that you are such a person, so what else should I consider for you?"

    Li Shaohui was caught off guard, and was slammed on the face by the notebook, and then the notebook fell to the ground with a clatter. Li Shaohui looked down, was stunned, and stood still.

    This is a slightly old notebook. Its cover is made of pink, and the top of the cover is a blue sky inlaid with a rising red sun. Under the red sun is a green lake.  Two mandarin ducks slapped the surface of the water, frolicking and playing, and their noise disturbed the sparrows perched on the trees on the bank.??" Tang Fengling said, the blush on her face became more and more obvious, she didn't know if it was because of shyness or anger.

    "You go to bed first, I'll be right there." After Li Shaohui finished speaking, he fired again, immersed in the empty thrill of fighting.

    However, playing games is the same as gambling, it also pays attention to luck. Sometimes when bad luck comes, no matter how hard you try, you will lose. Those passive players such as hanging up and dropping the line to give away the head will come at the appointment, but Li Shaohui is a game gambler  , has never believed in evil and refused to admit defeat, so that night he kept fighting more and more, and the more he fought, the more he lost.

    At two o'clock in the morning, he finally won a game. Looking at the record of a little green among thousands of reds, he could only shake his dizzy head, cursed a few times, and went to bed unwillingly, waiting for him to lie down.  Suddenly, Tang Fengling turned around and hugged him tightly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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