Chapter 72 Whose Heartbreak 1

Yu Yan turned around and saw No. 9's beautiful and pale cheeks.

No. 9 stood there, looking at Yu Zitong's affectionate arm around Yu Yan. The scene where she fed him the little sugar man just now was deeply imprinted in her mind, and her heart seemed to be submerged by water, with a feeling of suffocation in pain.

No. 9 looked at Yu Yan. I can't remember how many times this familiar face has appeared in my mind. The feeling of missing him every day, just like my own breath, is natural and indispensable. I miss the son who fought side by side with him, I miss the son who secretly washed the clothes for him, and I miss his hippie smile. My "No. 9" day, I miss all the people who are with him.

I want to see him soon every day, but I never thought of meeting him again in such a scene. Looking at him smiling and making noise, the smile on his face was as kind and bright as before, but No. 9 felt that everything was different. The face in front of him became illusory and illusory. The brightest and warmest smile no longer belonged to him. All his enthusiasm and smiles should only belong to the one next to him. She is beautiful and proud of her.

No. 9 felt that his heart was torn like a blooming petal. A petal fell to the ground and lightly lost all her thoughts. Obviously, it was the scorching sun in July, but it made her feel like she was in the coldest ice cellar, almost losing all consciousness. All that remained in her eyes was the intimate picture of him and her.

The crystal tears slipped from his eyes. No. 9 did not dare to look up at his face. He lowered his head and called "No. 1", and he could no longer make a sound. The tears fell all over his cheeks.

Yu Zitong looked at the face that looked like Zeng Rou, but it was very different from Zeng Rou. The eyebrows are beautiful and strong, the figure is straight and graceful, and a heroic spirit comes to her face.

Such a heroic beautiful girl stared at the wood beside her with dementia. Yu Zitong felt a sense of danger from the bottom of her heart, and she was a little sad. This incomprehensible wood did not know how many ignorant little girls' hearts were touched. Under the grievance in his heart, his eyes were red, and he twisted Yu Yan fiercely. Regardless of his struggle, he hugged his arm tightly and refused to let go for a moment.

Yu Yan was a little dazed at the first sight of No. 9. The things in the world were really amazing. Just as she was talking about No. 9 in her heart, she appeared in front of her on time. Thinking of what Lu Chong had said to him, looking at her thin and pale cheeks, Yu Yan had an indescribable heartache, and the little things he got along with No. 9 appeared in front of him. The girl who trained with her, the girl who fought with her, and the girl who fought with her. She learned what she looked like when she was when she was discharged from the army. Every time she walked with her smile seemed to fall into her memory. It was a little blurred, and she quickly became clear when she closed her eyes.

Yu Yan didn't know how he felt. His memory seemed to be the gorgeous little flower blooming at the foot of the mountain in spring. When he passed by, he would not smell her fragrance. When he stopped and watched, he could appreciate the brilliant fragrance she was blooming. The feeling in the plain, the memory precipitation lingering in the depths of the heart, is also a beautiful scenery that ordinary people can't appreciate!

Yu Zitong beside her and No. 9 opposite, two completely different but equally attractive girls, stood in front of Yu Yan at the same time. In this war that they didn't know each other, Yu Zitong arrived first, holding Yu Yan's arm tightly as if announcing that the battle was over. . Her face is resolute and proud, which is different from the mall fight. This is a war that can't be lost. The loser will suffer a lifetime of spiritual pain.

No. 9, who has acquiesced to the truth, is a female hero on the battlefield, but in love, she is a child who has not graduated from kindergarten like Yu Yan. Facing him and her standing in front of her, No. 9's heart was like cutting thousands of knives. The feeling of heartbreak made her a little in a trance. She stared at Yu Yan in a daze, a word I can't say anything.

There was a bitter feeling in Yu Yan's heart. How could things become like this? Zitong and No. 9 have turned into two shadows in their minds, and they can't be driven away no matter how they are driven away. After a while, the shadow of a third person appeared faintly in my mind, vaguely but firmly occupying the deepest position of the heart.

A man and two women on the stage, three young people in their twenties, are like performing the most common romance drama. The plot is so old-fashioned. His story with her is inserted in the middle of her story. The protagonist is him, her, and her standing on the court.

There is also a silent audience in this romance drama. This is a 24-five-year-old handsome man standing next to No. 9, with golden glasses, elegant demeanor and decent behavior, giving people the feeling that he is not only kind but also kind. This is a feeling of good upbringing. He looked at this scene with a smile, with a flash of light in his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yu Yan.

"How are you?" No. 9 and Yuyan spoke almost at the same time. "No. 1" and "No. 9", which are often greeted thousands of times, were suddenly replaced by this sentence of "How are you" with a certain degree of warm mei color. It seemed to be more mei, but there was no more warm feeling. No. 9 only felt that his heart was sour, and tears were again. Fall down.

Yu Yan had a feeling that he and No. 9 could never return to the previous position. He couldn't help but feel bitterness in his heart, and a feeling of loss surged into his heart. Even he didn't know when he would care so much about the feeling of No. 9.

Yu Zitong is a very smart woman. Seeing that both of them have opened their mouths, she was immediately relieved. This kind of scene of old lovers meeting each other with tears is the easiest to make women jealous. Now when she sees that the two of them have returned to normal, she smiled generously and said, "Yu Yan, you can meet your old friends and find a good place. Let's talk. I'll go shopping first.

The handsome man next to No. 9 also smiled and said, "Xiaoqian, have a good chat. I'll wait for you." No. 9 said "thank you" to him. Only then did Yu Yan notice the man beside No. 9 that he saw that he was excellent and polite, so he nodded and smiled at him. In a trance, he felt that the man's face was a little familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere. The handsome man also nodded to Yu Yan and smiled, and turned around gracefully and left.

No. 9 looked at Yu Zitong's graceful back and felt sad. He had been with him for more than two years, but he had never seen him so gentle and considerate to any girl. Their relationship was so intimate. Maybe this kind of mature and beautiful girl is what he likes. They are really suitable.

Yu Yan woke up from the melancholy. Seeing that No. 9 opened her beautiful big eyes and stared at her closely, she somehow couldn't stand her sad eyes. She quickly glanced elsewhere and sighed and asked, "How is Zeng Da?"

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