[Whirlwind Girl] Wen Jun is like the past

It is never the reason that drives people to persevere, but the person in their hearts.

If you give up halfway, you just found the person you want, and the person you want is not you.

And the stories in the fleeting years, the pain is like a shower, and it will eventually pass.

——Fang Tingyi

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Outside the car window, rows of street lamps backed up with the traffic, blurring halos of light.

Inside the car, the old friends talked and the atmosphere was good.

"Who did you fight with?" Fang Tingyi glanced at a small bruise in the corner of his eye, and asked plainly, her eyebrows and eyes were sentimental, but she was concerned.

"It's just a sparring with someone." Gently pressing the bruise with his fingertips, Gu Ruobai's eyes were condensed, "It's just a momentary itch."

"Who is it?" She squinted at him, with the attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

"Yu Chuyuan." At this moment, he deserved to be straightforward, but only looked at her expression from the corner of his eye.

"Did you kill yourself?"

The sudden question made him unexpected.The eyes that had always been cold at this moment dissipated the coldness, and they were so clear that they seemed to be a bit childish and ignorant.

Fang Tingyi laughed softly, obviously pleased by his expression, "Next time remember to kill yourself, don't let yourself get hurt."

"it is good."

He responded solemnly, as if he was not talking about violence, but something elegant, and there were traces of smiles in his eyes.

"arrive."

Listening to their "happy conversation" on dark topics, Allen couldn't help reminding him that the three views had been challenged.

An ordinary three-story bungalow, the ivy in the yard winds upwards, hanging on the wall like a blanket.Some withered and yellow leaves reflect the simple bricks and tiles, revealing the atmosphere of the age in the dim light.

"Where is this?"

The warm suit fell on her shoulders, Gu Ruobai took the wheelchair from Alan, and pushed her forward naturally, just like before.

"My private studio."

After entering the door, she found that the decoration inside was very elegant.

Antique bookshelves stand by the wall, and a pool of green water is drawn in the center of the room. Several water lilies are scattered on the surface of the water, adding a bit of chic and tranquility to the room.

Bypassing the bookshelf, one enters another world.

I don't know what button Gu Ruobai pressed, light and shadow intersected, frame by frame of the movie screen was projected on the snow-white wall, like a fleeting image.

I heard you as before, please listen to me.

Fang Wenjun, the heroine of the movie "While You Are the Same", is a ballet dancer. Her dream is to participate in the Jules Verne International Ballet Competition. She has been in love with her childhood sweetheart - Ye Yuan since she was a child.

Before the age of 20, her world was perfect, elegant and beautiful.

After the age of 20, there was a sudden change.

On the eve of going abroad for the competition, she received Ye Yuan's wedding invitation, and her love was shattered.

On the way to the airport, he was hit by a car accident, his legs were disabled, and his dream was shattered.

Her world has been dark ever since.

But at this time, a strange man, Gu Jue, silently accompanied her, accompanied her in surgery, rehabilitation, crying and cheering up with her, and watched her reshape herself step by step from a broken doll to become a A stubborn and beautiful butterfly.

In the trickle of life, she slowly fell in love with him.But the moment she stood on the stage again, he left without saying goodbye, leaving a letter telling the "truth".

It turned out that he was the perpetrator of the car accident and the ex-boyfriend of Ye Yuan's wife Qi Ru.

It turned out that his approach was only out of guilt.

If no one I love loves me, only myself.From that moment on, she devoted herself to the world of dance, like a fluttering blue-tailed butterfly, wandering and performing in various countries around the world.

Five years later, she became famous and returned to her hometown in honor.

During a high school reunion and chatting with others, she learned that Ye Yuan and his wife divorced three years ago, and it was said that it was because of the intervention of Qi Ru's ex-boyfriend.

She just smiled, everything five years ago seemed like last night, and it seemed like a lifetime ago, she had probably let it go.

Until Ye Yuan's arrival broke all her pretended peace.

Five years later, Ye Yuan lost all his arrogance and was full of ambition. The way he looked at her was too complicated. He said he wanted to marry her even though he had no feelings for her.

She naturally refused.

You didn't love me when I loved you, but now you say you want to marry me, but I don't love you anymore.

Ye Yuan didn't say anything, just gave her a letter.

The letter paper was pure white, with two lines of clear characters printed on it, as if it was Gu Jue's handwriting——

"To Mr. Wen:

There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. Under the acacia tree, there is lovesickness.

May I be like a star king like a moon, with bright and clean night and night streams. "

Like a thunderbolt, it broke Fang Wenjun's self-deception all along.

It turned out that Gu Jue was seriously ill back then, and after breaking up with Qi Ru, he had the will to die, but unexpectedly a car accident tied him and her together.The desperate Gu Jue took her as a reason to live, and accompanied her through the hardest year, but he didn't want to fall in love with this strong woman when he was with her.

Knowing that there is no hope, but how affectionate.

Knowing that time was running out, he left without saying goodbye, returned to his hometown, and spent the last period of his life alone.

At the end of the movie, under the silver fir tree in spring, a woman in white with long hair and fluttering sleeves is dancing in the sunshine.

Not far away, the young man on the tombstone smiled warmly and affectionately.

The screen went dark, and the hour-long movie came to an end.

Fang Tingyi turned to look at Gu Ruobai, his figure was vague in the darkness, his eyes looked at her, bright as stars.

She seemed to understand, her lips fluttered to say something, but her throat was blocked again.

"I'm tired, take me back." In the end, she still didn't have the courage, and avoided certain topics almost in embarrassment.

Qi Ji's eyes dimmed instantly, Gu Ruobai lowered his eyelids in disappointment, "Okay."

Before getting into the car, Fang Tingyi declined his proposal to deliver it home in person, and only said lightly, "Listen to my new album when you're free."

In the night, he looked at the car sliding into the darkness, and did not turn around until the woman's breath was completely dissipated in the autumn wind.

"Om-"

The screen turned on, and Gu Ruobai took out the phone from his pocket a little stiffly.It may be because of his thin clothes, his fingers were a little stiff from the cold, and he finally clicked on the interface.

"Wen Jun has two ideas."

The five words were clearly displayed in front of his eyes, and his knuckles holding the phone tightened, and he leaned against the wall in some embarrassment.

The leaves of the ivy brushed his face gently, and he smelled the bleak breath of dead leaves, and his heart sank into the cold pool bit by bit.

At this moment, it seemed that this side of the world was so quiet that only the low cries of the chilling cicadas remained, and he turned into a statue, wanting to stand forever.

After a long time, he finally stood up straight, opened the text message interface that had been extinguished long ago, and edited word by word—destroy it.

Wen Jun has two intentions, destroying it and destroying it.

Reciting these words silently, Gu Ruobai laughed softly, his chest heaving with one point of despair and nine points of determination.

He is not Gu Jue, and he will never be Gu Jue.

"Destroy it."

When Fang Tingyi saw this sentence, she was about to fall asleep, and the lingering drowsiness suddenly dissipated.

Her eyes softened, as if she saw a spring blooming in those few words of "murderous", and it also melted the ice in her heart.

Perhaps, once in a while, it's okay to soften your heart.