Chapter 235 (1/2)

In the face of Lin Yiyi's request, Liu Yanbo finally nodded.

A woman seems to be born with a sixth sense that is hard to be explained by science.

Lin Yiyi stood on tiptoe around Liu Yanbo's neck. After only one or two seconds, she had stopped crying. In an instant, her face was full of tears, her hands were drawing closer and closer. She kept whispering: ”it's you, it's you, it's really you …”

The girl who is in the mood for love is crying bitterly at this time. People who have not experienced the experience like her can not understand her joy and sorrow at this time.

Life's ups and downs, probably no better than this?

Liu Yanbo stood still, letting the tearful girl hold herself. He did not even make a sound to indicate that she was holding her tightly. He just patted her back with one hand, just like that night.

He is not good at comforting words;

he also knows that sometimes the power of words is small.

Liu Yanbo has experienced too much pain and has seen too many joys and sorrows. He knows very well that sometimes the comfort in language is a kind of satire in disguise, even vicious -

it is like uncovering a scar, and then sprinkling a layer of fine white salt on it, which may be used for disinfection, but it will certainly make people more miserable.

Therefore -

if you can't feel a person's misfortune, don't comfort.

Time is the greatest magician in the world, it will never stagnate.

Lin Yiyi was tired of crying, and she probably had enough. She let go of her hand and stepped back a little. Then she looked at the man who she had been longing for for for months. She looked into his eyes. She looked at his face, which was not handsome but could not be forgotten by her

When Liu Yanbo saw the tears on her clothes, and perhaps the traces of saliva, she even climbed a blush on her tearful face, and said softly, ”I'm sorry, I've soiled your clothes again.”

Liu Yanbo took out a paper towel from his pocket and handed it to him. He said with a smile, ”it doesn't matter.”

”Thank you.” Lin Yiyi took the paper towel, wiped away the tears on his face and asked carefully, ”how can you be here?”

”My sister studies here, too.”

After that, Liu Yanbo pointed to the pavilion not far away and asked, ”would you like to go and sit down for a while?”

Lin Yiyi nodded.

The garden is very quiet, except for the two of them, only the sound of the breeze.

Lin Yiyi is very careful. She gives Liu Yanbo the only book in her hand and asks him to sit on the mat. The latter does not refuse her kindness.

The sun is bright and the heart is sad.

After asking for permission, Liu Yanbo lit a cigarette, then puffed out smoke and asked, ”have you ever thought about changing schools?”

For Lin Yiyi, this is a sad place, leaving may be her best choice.

Liu Yanbo can help her once or twice Or see a help once, but in the end can not help her life.

He just wants to be a passer-by in her life, because the passer-by can be forgotten.

If she could forget him as a passer-by, she would be able to walk out of the shadow of that night.

”Yes.” Lin Yiyi lowered her head and said, ”I told my parents about that night. After they knew about it, they planned to send me to study abroad, but at that time I didn't want to go.”