My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 70 No.20 Chapter [-] I'm Alright, Don't Hurt Me

She says rhetorical questions dissolve silence.

Now, she was also silenced by a rhetorical question.

The two walked out of the game city. It was not lucky that they went home in the same direction.

On a bleak night in winter, there are few pedestrians on the road, the high sky is full of stars, and the dry and cold air makes the stars freeze their eyes.

"Tell me, will it snow in Hong Kong City this year?"

He Tianran talked one after another.

"How many years have I been in Hong Kong? You should know this question better than me."

Wen Liang answered a little bluntly.

The boy recalled that the city where he grew up in his memory had only snowed once, and that was when his mother boarded the plane and left him.

He Tianran said: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how is your preparation for the exam going?"

Wen Liang said: "Let's not be so polite."

buzz-

Taking out his mobile phone, He Tianran received a message from Cao Aiqing.

"Why didn't you come to the evening self-study? I have to record attendance! But if you have dinner with your family, let me hide it for you! Remember to thank me tomorrow~"

The boy didn't reply, subconsciously took back the phone.

He didn't want to contact Cao Aiqing in front of Wen Liang, whether it was the one he loved before or the one beside him now.

"That little girlfriend of yours?" Wen Liang asked.

He Tianran shook his head, "No, we broke up."

Wen Liang wasn't too surprised by this answer: "Sure enough, it came and went quickly. How did you get together back then?"

Talking about this, He Tianran smiled wryly, and made a strange comparison: "It's a bit like a blind date that just happened once."

"Ok?"

"She has a crush on me, and I also want to try to like her, at least I don't hate her. But it seems that I took it for granted that she also has her own persistence and sensibleness, so I broke up temporarily, as a...transition period for each other ? But since the goal of the two is to be together, many things in the future will become a matter of course, so I said this is like a blind date."

After hearing this, Wen Liang said silently: "This statement is strange, but is it really good to do so?"

He Tianran said seriously: "I also feel sorry for Xi Xi, I will try my best to make it up in the future, as long as she still likes me."

The short-haired girl glanced at him inexplicably from the side.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"what happened?"

"Forget it, as long as you like it. Feelings, you can do whatever you want."

What Wen Liang originally wanted to express was that he wanted He Tianran to treat himself better. Since he had accepted the reality, he didn't have to force himself to prove to anyone that he was doing well.

But when the words came to her lips, she selfishly hoped that He Tianran's life would be better, and that he would be better off.

This kind of emotion is not about love or not, it is just pure hope.

The moon in the sky was hazy, and the moonlight that shone down became weak and tangled at the same time.

He Tianran still couldn't help but secretly glanced at the girl beside him.

At this time, the person in the memory and the person around me overlapped.

He has distinguished different souls, but it doesn't mean he has let go completely, or in other words, he doesn't need to let go of anything at all.

Otherwise, he would not ask the question of whether he will be happy in the future, nor will he work hard towards the previously unheard of director profession.

The aftershocks of September still rip through his soul, but he's learned to deal with it in a better way.

lay down.

Two characters, eleven strokes.

There are very few people who can really do it throughout the ages.

He Tianran just chose to accept it.

Before he knew it, He Tianran arrived home.

He stopped in his tracks, hesitant to speak.

"It's just across the street, so don't send it off."

The short-haired girl left a sentence without looking back, her tone was very free and easy, the neon lights of the city, the speeding car lights, and the dim street lights alternately repeated on her body, she tightened her clothes, and her whole body Gradually drifting away, body flickering light and dark.

The road ahead to go home is bright, but her back is full of loneliness.

He Ranran's legs followed uncontrollably.

They kept a distance not too close, Wen Liang paused, and He Tianran paused, but they both tacitly did not break this behavior.

They all know that the distance between two people can't be measured by a street or a road.

The scene of Wen Liang holding his hand and taking him to eat Chongqing noodles flashed through He Ranran's mind. At that time, he was too shy, so he silently followed behind her.

Ever since, the boy was supposed to be a handful of mud, but after that he met 'her', and only then did he have the appearance of porcelain.

The moonlight finally shrouded the figures of the two of them again in a dim small street.

Wen Liang turned her head, and under the faint moonlight, the two looked at each other from a distance.

Affection and parting have always been a pair of old enemies, fighting to the end, He Tianran just didn't want to see the ending be like this.

He wanted to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, the person opposite shook his head, his eyes were dim and difficult to understand, some were lost, and some were determined.

"I... I'd better send you off..."

At this moment, the clumsiness under cover seemed to return to He Tianran, and he opened his mouth to explain.

"How long can you send me? Both 'her' and I hate your lack of decisiveness."

Wen Liang expressed her only feeling of agreeing with another self, she couldn't hold back, and said something from her heart:

"Naturally, when 'she' disappeared, I thought, if it hadn't been for 'her', would I have fallen in love with a boy who was ridiculed in class and was withdrawn to the point of being a bit weird, but at that time I found that I could no longer put myself in the shoes of myself, because the experience in my mind kept pulling me into a bottomless quagmire, making me wander between sobriety and fantasy..."

"You're right, I'm really not 'her', but even if I'm resisting, struggling, and not feeling real, this is the memory of 'me', and I will feel the same way, you are right, 'she' has indeed changed We, when you said that we seldom see each other, I also feel lucky for myself, because we are all avoiding, and we dare not face each other..."

She took a deep breath, held her heart in both hands, and said slowly with a lonely expression:
"But as time went by, I couldn't wait to know what you think of me. I even thought humbly that if you insisted on treating me as a 'her', I would count it as a fake show. Come on, it’s also possible...just treat it as...continue that prank forever..."

"However, today you gave me a slap in the face. I want to thank you for what you said today, because it coincides with the little bit of conflict left in my heart, that little bit of self. When you say you distinguish At that moment, you pulled me out of the mud, and it was time for me to say goodbye to 'her'. I have been thinking about how to respond to your words along the way, until now, I really thought of the answer, thank you You, naturally, send me here."

So, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as if she had condensed all the burdens and confusion into this sentence——

"I'm fine...you just...don't hurt me again..."

(End of this chapter)