Some people say that in one's lifetime, they must go through many people to know what love is and what being loved is. What it means to like someone and what it means to be liked by someone.

  At least once in a lifetime, for someone to forget oneself. Not seeking results, not seeking companionship; not seeking possession, nor even seeking your love; only seeking to meet you in my most beautiful years.

  They always think they will have many romantic relationships, meet different people, fall in love, break up, and then fall in love again. Until they get tired, stop, find someone, and say, let's be together.

  And all the people before have become memories.

  In the end, it's not because they loved each other so much, but because they met at the right time. That's all.

  But some people, they only talk about one love affair, like only one person, and love only one person. They always recall the past, but are blind to the present. So many people come, and many people leave.

  Fang Yue thought he would be the latter.

  Two people finished watching the movie, and it was already very late. The sky was dark, but not too early or too late, with neon lights just starting to turn on, and there was a cool breeze. As the wind blew, Fang Yue felt much more awake. He looked at Qin Ying, who was jumping up and down on the road, her long hair blown back by the wind, and her bangs hitting her face. Seeing this scene, Fang Yue gently reached out his hand to smooth down her bangs, and as he did so, Qin Ying's body stiffened slightly, without a word.

  The two walked side by side in silence, the night wind was a bit cold, Fang Yue took off her jacket and put it on Qin Ying. Qin Ying didn't say anything, she just tightened her clothes with force.

  "You know, it's been a long time since we've walked like this."

  Looking at the night sky, Qin Ying suddenly became very sentimental. They walked through the high-rise buildings at night, and the high-rise buildings were quiet, like a sleeping child. No matter how noisy it was in the morning.

  "After high school."

  Qin Ying said again.

  "I still remember that you always liked the rooftop, liked to look at the stars. There was one time when you were blown by the wind on the rooftop, caught a cold, went home and got beaten up by your dad, cried and hid in my house, refusing to go back no matter what."

  She smiled at this point.

  "Moreover, when you were a kid, you were so mischievous. In the summer, you hid in the refrigerator and said it was cool inside, even calling me to join you. Luckily, the fridge was small and couldn't fit me; otherwise, I would have been beaten together with you."

  Even Fang Yue, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smile slightly. As if recalling that silly and unbearable period in the past, Fang Yue gently shook his head and then nodded lightly.

  "But Xiaoyuzi, you've changed, since high school, you've become different."

  Qin Ying suddenly became very sorrowful, with a tone of unspeakable calmness. Seeing her expression, Fang Yue felt an inexplicable pang in his heart.

  "I've told you before, don't call me Little Yuezi, it sounds like a eunuch."

  He buttoned up her collar for her and spoke softly. Then he stood there, staring at her with a sorrowful face.

  "You know, people always change. Just like I used to think that I wouldn't change, but I still changed."

  Just like I don't eat fish, but now I am eating. Don't eat eggs or drink milk, but still eating and drinking. Don't wear sportswear, but now starting to like it. Didn't like short girls, but now think they're actually not bad.

  We always thought we could be as strong as humans, able to withstand all poisons and a thousand swords, but we forgot that we are ordinary people, who can't resist the torrent of time.

  Fang Yue didn't say anything, his hands were placed on her shoulders, just looking at her like that.

  "But you said you would marry me."

  Qin Ying smiled and said, smiling and smiling, but tears couldn't help flowing out of her eyes.

  "What you said can't be taken back."

  Qin Ying smiled, but then cried. Large, scalding tears welled up in her eyes and flowed out, wetting her clothes. At first she sobbed quietly, but eventually couldn't help crying out loud.

  "Little Yutaka, let's go back to the way it was before. When it was just the two of us, when I liked you and you liked me, when you said you'd protect me. Let's go back, okay?"

  Qin Ying spoke with sobs, her delicate small face wet with tears, carrying an unspeakable sorrow. Fang Yue stood there, quietly watching her, his eyes flashing with complex emotions. He thought of the paths they had walked together as children, the rooftop where they made wishes, the secret school base where they left footprints, and the little secrets they shared. He remembered what he said about becoming stronger because he wanted to protect her, and he recalled that he always remembered it, never forgetting.

  He held her tightly, without saying a word. Qin Ying wrapped her arms around his waist and wept on his shoulder, tears and snot wetting his shoulders, just like when she was little, Little Qin Ying had been an adorable snotty kid, and even now that she's grown up, nothing has changed.

  Yes, Qin Ying has never changed, still living in that seven-year-old year, the day he said he would marry her.

  "I want to become stronger, incredibly strong! I want to protect my Xiao Ying and not let anyone bully her! I also want to marry her and make her the happiest person in the world!"

  Young self, holding a handmade wooden sword, said proudly on the rooftop. Beside her, Qin Ying with pigtails kept applauding, looking very happy.

  "I have never forgotten, I will never forget."

  Fang Yue spoke in a low, enchanting tone, as if possessed. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and a hint of painful expression flashed across his face.

  He gently released Qin Ying and said calmly.

  "It's very late, I'll send you back."

  As she spoke, she hailed a taxi by the side of the road. Having lost Qinying, who Fangyue had been relying on, she slowly squatted down and burst into loud wails, like a helpless little kid.

  Sorry.

  Fang Yue turned around, his face twisted in agony, his tightly clenched fists turning a pale blue at the joints, his teeth gritted as if he could bite through steel.

  Sorry.

  He silently recited it in his heart.

  ??????

  After sending Qin Ying back to school, Fang Yue walked alone on the big street, slowly heading in the direction of the hotel. He felt that his brain was a mess, as if countless sponges had been eroded by seawater and were constantly expanding, making him feel suffocated. The friction between the sponge bodies generated heat, making Fang Yue want to cut it open and dig out everything inside.

  Although he had never smoked, Fang Yue suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette. When people are troubled, the first thing they think of is cigarettes, and then alcohol. Since he didn't smoke, he decided to drink instead. So Fang Yue went to the market, bought 7 or 8 bottles of beer, carried them in a plastic bag, and walked aimlessly. As he walked, he didn't know where he ended up, it seemed like a bridge, with no one around, neon lights on both sides, and cars passing by below. Fang Yue sat down, taking a sip of his drink every now and then, staring blankly at the distant lights.

  This iron-blooded jungle, filled with an aura of steel, made him feel a loneliness he had never felt before.

  Memories burst forth uncontrollably after being opened. Fang Yue thought of Qin Ying, then thought of the past, and thinking of the past made her think of some unpleasant things.

  "You and Xiao Ying are getting too close, I think you should keep some distance, men and women should maintain a proper relationship."

  A middle-aged man spoke in a lonely tone, with a cold smile on his face. At that time, Fang Yue's mother had just passed away, and after experiencing a series of changes, he seemed to have matured a lot. He didn't ask why like ordinary people would, but instead looked at the man with cold eyes, the man he used to admire.

  "Why."

  He said in an icy tone, with little emotion.

  "Why? Do you think you still have the right to be with her now? A child without a mother, my family's Xiaoying would never be with someone like that."

  That man sneered and said disdainfully.

  "Is it just for this reason?"

  Fang Yue seemed as if she had encountered something hilarious, her face full of ridicule, staring at that man.

  "Oh? Do you still think there's another option?"

  That man's mouth curled up into a faint smile, looking incredibly ominous. Fang Yue looked at the familiar yet strange person in front of him, feeling a sense of incredulity and sadness. This was his teacher, this once warm and kind person, this person who had invited him to his home, watching him with Qin Ying together with a gentle face. This stranger who was frighteningly unfamiliar.

  Fang Yue felt that everything in front of him was not real, the dream from the previous moment began to collapse, his world turned into a void, and he could no longer find any perfect existence.

  The man raised an eyebrow, threw down a sentence, and turned to leave.

  "Remember what I said, don't let me see you two together again."

  After finishing speaking, he left Fang Yue with only his back view.

  That figure of Fang Yue has always been remembered, and even now cannot be forgotten. Qin Ying had always thought that Fang Yue was distant from her only after high school, but did not know why, after graduating from elementary school, Fang Yue moved back to his father's house to live, and never went to her house again. These things Fang Yue had never told Qin Ying, and also didn't want her to know.

  He didn't want a pure Qin Ying to be tainted, that's all, that's all.

  Fang Yue closed his eyes in pain, and a thread of light flashed at the corner of his eye. He sat on the ground, one hand holding an empty can, the other propping himself up, gazing at the sky. Tonight there was a moon, so it was cold, and it seemed that tomorrow would definitely be a sunny day. Fang Yue realized that he hadn't looked at the starry sky like this for a long time, and now he could only find the moon but couldn't find any stars.

  He suddenly shouted loudly towards the sky, his voice quickly crushed by the passing vehicles on the road, and only faint sounds could be heard.

  Damn this life!

  He swung his hand fiercely, he remembered doing the same thing when he was with Mei. How many times had he done this? Was it the second time or the third time?

  Whatever, this damn life.

  [Book ID = 19o6 "The First Young Master"] (To be continued??????? Ah, good students don't spoil the plot. Thanks to Fu Xiufeng's reward, by the way, why do you all like to give rewards at night? Are rich people all night owls or something? Thinking??????)

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