Bring the system to pretend

Looking at the tears in the weather-beaten man's eyes, Ling Chen wanted to give him a comforting smile, but for some reason, it was so hard to show a smile on his face at this moment.

In the world, who doesn't live like a purgatory?
If the mistake in this life is meeting each other, can we seek a good death?
If you already have the same heart as the other, why bother to provoke me to pay my love by mistake?

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen looked directly at this person, and sighed: "After 30 years of floating in the world of mortals, one's heart is full of holes. Don't look back after breaking up, because that is your last dignity!"

As soon as these words came out, the man's figure froze, stunned for a few seconds, and two lines of tears slowly fell.

From then on, I can only pretend to be stupid and calm, and leave a touch of red lips in your arms. Since then, I will sing and sing the old things slowly, making others throbbing.

If we meet later, you happen to be gentle and I happen to be mature, will we... go to the end?
This person left silently, but everyone was heartbroken, that back view was too lonely.

The atmosphere became silent again, but soon a girl came out, and after writing down the story, she whispered a few words in Ling Chen's ear.

Ling Chen looked at this woman in surprise, smiled slightly, and immediately played the violin.

"It rained all night, my love overflowed like rain, and the leaves fell in the yard, thick with my longing..."

A tune full of familiarity but echoing with memories suddenly sounded, echoing in everyone's ears, and what aroused was a burst of the past.

In the summer of 2011, just after the last math class, after the school bell rang, Qilixiang's singing sounded slowly every time.

There is a girl who likes a boy very much. Their classroom is on the third floor, and his classroom is on the fourth floor. Every time after school, she will wait at the stairs, and then slowly follow him after he walks to the front. Behind him, she kept looking at his back and giggling.

Just after school, the stairs were very crowded, and they had to be blocked for a long time, and then the girl would listen to Qi Lixiang and follow him downstairs, following the stairs like a hooligan, only one step away from him, very happy and happy.

At that time, in order to catch a glimpse of him, she put all her effort into how to pretend to meet him by chance, it was kind of silly and cute.

Later in high school, he was studying literature and she was studying science, and she also liked him for three years, but there was still no interaction. After the college entrance examination, she originally wanted to study mathematics but was admitted to the physics major. At home, she was asked to repeat the study. She was not very good. I thought, until I saw that the repeater had his name in the class, I immediately ran back to repeat.

The year of re-study passed quickly, and after one year, she finally got her wish and could learn mathematics. This was also the last year when she could be seen often, and there will be no such days in the future.

Girls have liked Qi Lixiang for six years, and he has also liked him for six years. She liked him from the age of 14 to 20, but she may really dislike him in the future, because she knows that the secret love is just touching herself. .

The girl did not continue to write that book full of thick notes about him. She knew that this was a kind of relief for herself and hoped that she would become better. She would continue to like Qilixiang in the future. Qilixiang, who is connected with her youth...

The girl in the picture smiled beautifully, but there was a touch of choice in the beauty. It was this kind of choice that made everyone smile.

"This story can be warmed with wine!" Looking at the girl's bright eyes, Ling Chen gave her a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "If you lose your temper ten years ago, even the cow won't be able to get back. In a blink of an eye, I feel that it is unnecessary, and time gradually wears away the youthful and frivolous, and gradually precipitates the coldness and self-knowledge.

Ten years ago, even sentimentality was earth-shattering. Ten years later, the more painful, the more calm, the more bitter, the more silent.

Ten years ago, we pretended to understand while pretending to be confused. Ten years later, we pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

Adjust all emotions to silent mode, turn everything into calm like water, mushroom cool, your approach is very good! "

Everyone also nodded and gave a thumbs up. The girl blushed, but it was more about the ease and happiness of venting her inner story through a vent.

After the girl passed away, many people wrote their stories on paper, and they fell to every corner along with the tune.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for completing the pretense task, the charm value will be increased by 10!"

Hearing the system sound next to his ears, Ling Chen raised his head and looked at the stories of the folded paper cranes falling with the flowing water, a bright smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If one day I become bad, please remember that I was kind...

If one day, I become indifferent, please remember, I have been indifferent before...

If one day, I become obsessed, please remember that no one ever put me in the eyes...

If one day, I don't care about anything, please remember, no one ever cared about me...

If one day, I no longer like to laugh, please remember that no one ever asked me if I was happy...

If one day, I no longer care about anyone, please remember that I have been crying alone and laughing alone...

If one day I am desperate for everything, please remember that all I ever got was disappointment...

If one day you ridicule my decadence, please remember how exhausted I have been going through...

If one day you feel sorry for my fall, please remember how my self-confidence was wiped out...

If one day, I become no longer kind, please remember that I was always scarred because of my kindness
But even so, we still believe in the future.

Because...it is dark enough to see the starry sky!