Chen Momo couldn't remember how long it had been. What day of the month it was now. When she woke up again, it was already dark. It seemed that these days, the only thing she saw was darkness and dawn. She got up and walked to the balcony, and the autumn wind blew.

, I looked at my phone for the end of September, and it turns out that autumn has already arrived.

The night is still so brilliant, and the sky is full of stars. Chen Momo looks up at the starry sky. Doesn't it mean that autumn is here, the leaves are turning yellow and about to fall? Why does the night sky always seem to be so bright? Don't they have their own joys and anger?

Sadness or joy?

Have you now gone to the Paradise of Elysium, as all the old people said, where there are spring, summer, autumn and winter? Are there day and night? Will you still like to hang a single-sided camera around your neck and take pictures of the people and things you like?

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Can you see me? Chen Momo looked at the brightest star in the sky. Is that you? Are you looking at me and smiling? Am I ugly like this? Xiyu, answer me

, I have been wanting to fall asleep these days, but why I never see you again.

Autumn seems to have really arrived. A gust of wind blows over, and leaves fall, scattered and swaying in the wind.

After all, fallen leaves have to return to their roots. Chen Momo has shouted this countless times. In her heart, in her dreams, and every time before falling asleep, she prays that she can see Tian Xiyu once, like those who believe in the gods.

As Deren said, he would come back and entrust her with dreams, telling her that he was fine, and she told him that she loved him.

Tears slipped away, Chen Momo wiped them with her hands, the necklace? The necklace Xiyu gave me, Chen Momo wiped it on her empty neck, it was there.

When thinking of Ouyang Musen, Chen Momo thought of Bai Jingjing's words, "It was Ouyang Musen who designed it, and it was you who killed him." It was him. Why did he do this? Even though Anda said there was no evidence, the contract was only between you and me.

I know, who else could it be if it wasn't you, Chen Momo thought, and tightened the hand holding his neck, his fingertips dug deeply, and a little blood seeped out, but Chen Momo felt nothing.

To love to the point of not loving is the highest state, to love to the point of not being in love is the highest level, and to be in pain is to the point where it hurts to the core.

Memory loss is a lie

It is the thorn hiding in the heart

I miss walking down the alley with you

And those hours of walking on New Year’s Eve

Love is like a flower and disappears like a poem

But loneliness is similar

I miss you, I miss the way you speak.

And the beginning that I can't go back to

You are the name in my tears

The gem from the past

What hurts is the reality of being separated for a long time

I miss the name in tears

That way of comforting me

Coax me not to cry and tell stories in my ears

Love is like a flower and disappears like a poem

But loneliness is similar

Are you doting on me too much? That’s why I’m so belatedly aware of it.

Chen Momo opened his eyes and saw the car parked in the distance. There was no surprise in his eyes, just a kind of hatred, the hatred of all these days.

It was already the fifth day for Ouyang Musen. He would stop at this position every night and look in which direction. It was really because of Xiuxiu's words, "Daddy, please remember to go and see Mommy. She is really beautiful."

"Sad"?

I thought I was somewhere you couldn't see. Now this kind of concern for Chen Momo is just Ouyang Musen's ridicule and a joke. You destroyed it with your own hands and then pretended to care about it. There is a more painful irony than this.
Chapter completed!