rebirth of wrong love farewell

Time is like a tide, rising and falling, leaving traces of vicissitudes on the rocks on the shore.But it draws circles on the calendar so clearly, recording the distance it has traveled.

And the stories of the boys and girls unfolded in this way. In the years of youth, the chapters about friendship and love were sung.

The afterglow of the setting sun is still swaying, dyeing the blue sky red, but covering the floating clouds with red gauze trimmed with gold, weaving a girl's beautiful dream.

The wind in September is as cool as ever, blowing the smiling faces of the teenagers with a thin drizzle of rain.

Liang Nuoyi admired the figure of the girl in front of her dancing in the light rain. She seemed to be a ballerina girl tiptoeing among the clouds, and like a delicate lily soaking up the morning dewdrops. It is silently blooming amidst the swaying sound, so pitiful.

Infected by her cheerful steps, the falling raindrops swayed and turned into small clear raindrops in a short while, happily falling from the sky and hitting her feet, sharing the love with her. dancing.

She was dancing there like an elf in the rain, and her feet splashed in the small puddles on the wet and slippery ground, making arc-shaped mischievous water flowers like urchins.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the small raindrops formed raindrops, but she danced more happily, her steps became more and more hurried, and her face was full of bright smiles.

Her loose long hair was full of moist luster, and she threw out round water droplets as she twisted, indulged and vented in the rain curtain to her heart's content.Drops of water fell down her smooth face and disappeared into her already soaked white shirt.The rain, with its coolness and delicate sentiments unique to autumn, trickled into her soft, porcelain-like skin little by little.

The wet rain stained her cheeks and neck like carefully polished jewels, sparkling with water vapor, creating a rippling style.

At this moment, she is not Lan Youruo, that charming girl with a charming smile.And he was not Liang Nuoyi, the brokenhearted person who wanted to make up for the mistakes of his previous life.

She is the elf in the rain, singing piously in the rain with cheerful steps, but he is more like a mortal who inadvertently broke into the Holy Land, with dazed, envious, and obsessed with her, in the There, I quietly appreciate the beauty that is different from the world, belongs to nature, and belongs to her alone.

In this situation, her charm is gone, and her enchantment is also gone.

Under the rain curtain, her whole body was wet but she bloomed the purest and natural charm that belonged to her alone, just like the soft beauty after being washed away.

She spun the youthful and moving body of a young girl, twirling in the warm and quiet rain, like a white swan gracefully stretching its neck and hovering in the blue sky, trying to land.

After the dance, she stood there quietly, under the rain.Looking up her neck that glowed with warmth and light like a beautiful jade, it was so white and slender.The raindrops sank into her hair and collar, and the water marks spread, like a blurred ink painting, with an extraordinary charm.

The white shirt was tightly attached to her white skin, revealing her exquisite curves, and the pure white girl's corset was vaguely visible, but it looked so holy and so beautiful in the rain.

Liang Nuo wiped off the rainwater running down his face, and looked at the girl standing between the sky and the earth to be washed by the rain with dim eyes.

You, after today, my eyes and my heart can no longer accommodate other dances.

The rain washed the boy's body, but this dance sublimated his soul, gave him a faint light in the darkness, a new world.

Liang Nuoyi could no longer bear the stirring emotion in his heart, which belonged exclusively to the girl in front of him.He moved his legs and walked towards her.The distance is so close, so close that the sight is full of her figure.

She lowered her high head and looked at him in the rain, her eyes no longer had the pretense, vigilance, and charm of the past.

Her eyes are as clear as a mountain spring flowing, with warmth and purity.

The two just looked at each other silently, a kind of delicate and long-lasting warmth lingered and spread between the two of them, and each other's hearts got closer and closer under the influence of this autumn rain.

After a long time, Liang Nuo broke the warm silence, the young man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and finally he said, "Lan Youruo, let's be friends!"