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Chapter 671 I want to become stronger

People are like this, the more you give, the harder it is to give up.Exhausted, she has exhausted all her love to win him, how can she persuade herself to give up now?She can't and can't! !

Fang Muyan left the company with an indignation that could not be dispelled.He knew He Mengya too well. Although she didn't admit it personally, she had read everything in her eyes just now.

Recalling the first time they met and chatted, she was such a pure girl. Cheerful, generous and heartless all made him want to talk.

But now she has completely become another person, full of frivolity and calculation.

It's more like a sticky snot that can't be shaken off, sticking to his body makes him extremely disgusted, and occasionally makes him nauseous.

The street lights flickered on, and the street stretched into the distance like a strip of lights. Looking at his own reflection on the ground, he felt that his life was as dim as this shadow.

A biting cold wind suddenly blew across the sky, and the exposed arms were flushed red from the cold.

He raised his head, and it was snowing profusely in the sky.

Light snowflakes are flying and churning in the air, four styles and six colors illuminated by surrounding street lamps.

Looking at the beautiful scenery, his mood gradually calmed down.

Thinking that Jiang Yue's house was still in a mess, he was still worried, turned around and turned back.

Jiang Yue picked up the clothes on the floor one by one and put them on the sofa. There are marks of nineteen everywhere in this room. This little thing sheds hair really badly. Without it, the room is really too quiet. She doesn't want to Let yourself think wildly, and turned on the phone to play the popular charts.

The leaderboard seems to understand people's moods, and sad melodies come from the speakers.As if to uncover the scars on her heart one by one, she couldn't bear the loneliness and heartbreak, and sat on the sofa.

Opened the WeChat dialog box with Lu Xiran, doubled up, there were hundreds of messages, Jiang Yue talked to her almost every night, but she never replied.It's as if all the laughter in the past was an illusion.
"Xiran:
See the word as the face.

Is everything ok in America?At this time, it should be early in the morning where you are, and I don’t know if you have developed the habit of getting up early.

I actually don't want to complain every time I find you, but what happened today is really unbearable for me.You're right, I've never been a good host, nineteen went to Meow Star.It is also very painful to die.

Although it is not the first time I feel the feeling of complete loss, it still makes my heart ache.I am even more thankful that we all still have tomorrow to think about.

I hope you are well!I hope you can reply me more!

Jiang Yue"

Her tears fell on the screen, and she pressed the send button at the same time.

This message is the same as the previous one, and it becomes read in less than a second. It is different from the previous one. This time, the name on the top of the dialog box becomes the name that the other party is typing.
She was overjoyed, thinking that she could finally get her response.But I waited until the phone's screen went black, but I didn't receive a reply from her.

She sighed, it seemed that she was thinking too much!She must be very angry after doing such an unforgivable thing.Although she picked up Nineteen, Lu Xiran and Yang Zihao have always been taking care of her. The relationship between them should be deeper, right?

Thinking of this, she regretted telling Lu Xiran the news, and quickly withdrew the message just now.

Then he threw the phone aside with a guilty conscience, stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling extremely sad.

At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door.

She dragged her heavy body to open the door, and saw Fang Muyan standing outside the door covered in snow, her face and neck flushed from the cold.

"How is your packing? I'm back to help!"

"Come in quickly! I didn't even notice that it was snowing outside." She hastily cleaned the snow on his back, and the cool touch made her feel refreshed.

"It's so big. There are children making snowmen! You can change your clothes. I see a big park over there. Let's bury Nineteen there!"

Jiang Yue looked at the small box on the ground reluctantly, and nodded.

Turning around and going upstairs, he changed into a beige coat and a black woolen hat, which looked very artistic.Just as he was about to go downstairs, he saw the gift box beside the bed. After hesitating for a while, he still took out the scarf inside.

"Hey, this is my first time knitting a scarf by myself. It's not very pretty! But it will definitely keep you warm."

When Fang Muyan saw the scarf he was thinking about, his eyes widened: "Take it out now? I like it so much, thank you!! By the way. How did you know my birthday?"

"what?"

"December 23rd! Actually, I took a peek when I helped you move that day. Haha, it's so warm!"

"Isn't it a coincidence?"

"What a coincidence?"

"No! Anyway, it's not two days, and it's snowing today. Just treat it as an early delivery!"

Jiang Yue didn't want him to know the truth, anyway, Huo Linjie wouldn't care about this thing, and don't give it to someone who needs it more!Being able to make the best use of everything is not a waste of time.

Fang Muyan happily put on the scarf and picked up the cardboard box containing the nineteen corpses: "Let's go!!

Walking out of the apartment, Jiang Yue couldn't help sighing.Everything outside is covered with a layer of pure white, and the snow on the road is colorfully illuminated by the street lamps. There are many times in this city that there has never been such a heavy snowfall.

A few children in the opposite flower bed were neatly dressed, and the snowball had already rolled so big. It seemed that a super-sized snowman would appear here in a while.

Fang Muyan retracted his entire chin into the scarf, perhaps because every stitch and every thread was mixed with her breath, he felt that this scarf was warmer than any he had ever owned.

"It's so beautiful! I haven't seen such a beautiful snowfall for many years."

"This snow may be a gift from Nineteen to you."

"That's great! It's just that I didn't have time to give it anything."

"You gave it a home! Let's go! The snow will be too thick to dig."

"Ok!"

Jiang Yue shrank her neck, and Fang Muyan, who was on her arm, walked towards the tree river in the park.

The sound of creaking and creaking in the snow is very pleasant.

Fang Muyan randomly found a branch around, and broke several knots within a few digs.He rubbed his hands together, heaved a sigh, and dug with his hands.

The two tossed and tossed for an hour before they dug a small hole half a meter square, and their hands were already itchy from the cold.

Jiang Yue took Shijiu out of the box, which was already stiff, and put it inside.This kind of scene is so bleak that words can't describe it. She once bid farewell to her parents, Yang Zihao, and even her former self with the same feeling.

Seeing Shijiu's body being buried bit by bit, she also told herself silently in her heart.She must work hard to make herself stronger, and she will never let the people she cares about get hurt again!
After leaving the park, Jiang Yue felt extremely heavy. If Fang Muyan hadn't been by her side all the time, it would have taken her a long time to digest the pain.

"thank you!"

"Ok?"

Fang Muyan was a little confused, but when he raised his head, he met those clear eyes.

His heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat.

She gently smoothed her hair behind her ears with her hands, and smiled with a gentle smile.

"Thank you for being by my side! Every time I feel that life will not get worse and I become stronger. Life will hit me hard again, as if God can't see me being happier. Now I think I think I can survive without the company of you and Xiran, so I think I should thank you very much!"

She didn't often say such provocative words, and she was a little embarrassed, so she touched the snow on the roadside vehicles while speaking, and the cold touch of her hands made her feel less nervous.

(End of this chapter)