C312 (1/2)

The story takes place at the University of Asia, California.

A handsome Oriental boy and a beautiful oriental girl, because of the same skin color, the same language, and slowly approaching the story.

In a foreign country, they are dependent on each other, and their hearts slowly agree, and finally naturally come together.

The girl is very beautiful, with a pair of beautiful eyes, like the Star River at night, gathering the most dazzling light in the world.

Ye Jiaqing, who was in a state of impatience, also slowly calmed down and listened quietly because of Huo Shaochen's words.

This is what she does not know about Huo Shaochen, and what she does not know about his past.

They are very well matched and in love. They are famous golden girls in the school. Unfortunately, once the myth is established, God likes to make fun of people.

The boy prepared carefully for a long time. Before graduation, he gave my girl a romantic proposal.

The girl cried, but finally refused the boy's proposal. She said, ”I'm sorry, I fell in love with someone else.”

The boy glared, was hit, red eyes, but arrogant did not allow him to put down his self-esteem, bow, and asked, he chose to turn away, did not see the girl tears blurred cry to faint figure.

They graduated and parted ways.

When he received the girl's phone call again, he was not surprised that they had not contacted for half a year.

In the past six months, the boy entered a world-famous enterprise, with outstanding performance and personal ability, the future is bright. But in his heart, or love the girl, but cover up very well.

He thought that the girl should have called him to have a wedding reception.

However, he was disappointed. It was not the girl herself who called him, but her roommate: ”Hello, Mr. Huo. This is Zhong Jiaqi. I have something I want to tell you.”

When the boy saw the girl again, she had turned into an urn in Zhong Jiaqi's hand. Zhong Jiaqi was wearing black clothes and black trousers, with a black flower pinned on her head. She handed the urn to the boy: ”Mr. Huo, this is Xiaoyu. I have some things she left for you. I will give it to you later.”

The boy looked at the black and white picture of the girl on the box and wept.

He never thought, goodbye, will be Yin and Yang separated, and the girl's smile, forever stay in her beautiful 24-year-old. It's the ever blooming flowers in his memory.

Zhong Jiaqi went back to take the things left by the girl for him, a thick diary, one end tied into a braid, is black and beautiful hair.

”Why, why are you hiding from me! Why don't you tell me! ” Holding these things, the boy broke down and questioned Zhong Jiaqi crazily, almost tearing down Zhong Jiaqi's thin body.

Zhong Jiaqi was much calmer than him. She said in a low voice: ”Mr. Huo, calm down. All the answers you want are in this diary. You will understand when you go back. I just want to say that Xiaoyu loves you very much. She used all her life to love you. At the last dying moment, she listened to your last words over and over again. She said, it was like dying in your arms It makes her feel very happy

The boy was half dead, sitting on the ground, pale and pale.

Zhong Jiaqi finally red eyes, did not say anything, covered his mouth out, leaving the space for the boy.

Xiaoyu got malignant tumor, headache and poor eyesight. This diary records her whole mental process on the day when they broke up.