Retour vers le passé pour tomber amoureux - Chapitre 147

Chapitre 147:

Qiu Yurou was on her way to check her luggage when she saw Liu Yizhen.

But at the moment when she saw Liu Yizhen, she didn’t panic, mais a dit, “Comme prévu.”

Pour certaines raisons, she seemed to already know that the other party would not give up so easily—or in other words, if she gave up so easily, the other party would not be Liu Yizhen.

Penser comme ça, she suddenly realized that after so many years, she unknowingly knew a little about Liu Yizhen?

So she laughed, put her luggage aside, and nodded at Liu Yizhen.

Liu Yizhen walked over.

C'était aussi une rurale qui était au vent et au soleil tous les jours, Qiu Yurou saw that from the perspective of a prospective doctor, it should not be optimistic to judge the other’s physical condition.

The whites of his eyes were a little yellow, his lips were a little purple, and he was wearing a long black cloak, and he didn’t look like a living person.

Does she know about that? It seems to have known it.

Because I knew it on the way, I could see the irritability in my eyes even though I tried to keep calm.

“C'est toi.” The other said.

But she quickly denied: “Non, how can you have those materials, that’s Xu Ziran.”

Qiu Yurou shook her head.

Liu Yizhen reached out and grabbed her.

There are two bodyguards behind her. Although she is afraid that she will have a hard time ending, at this stage, the bodyguards are still doing their best.

Qiu Yurou raised her hand and patted Liu Yizhen’s hand away.

She didn’t wear gloves, because she touched the other’s skin, but she felt that she was touching some inorganic artificial leather.

Liu Yizhen covered the photographed right hand with his left hand and stared at her like a child.

But Qiu Yurou thought that she had nothing to say to her.

What kind of contact does she have with Liu Yizhen? It’s nothing more than a forgotten past in junior high and high school, and a few rare encounters in college.

She used to have a deep memory of this person, and she once had an indelible influence on her, but now she has forgotten about it. Although various things have happened because of the other person in the past few months, Nor is it a direct contact with her.

À elle, these things seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, and they were directly related to her, but she was always on the sidelines like an outsider.

– This is all because of Xu Ziran.

Autrefois, Qiu Yurou was puzzled why Xu Ziran cared so much about Liu Yizhen. Although she used to be in a bad state because of Liu Yizhen, no matter how she looked at it, she was hiding pretty well, and she came out later.

But why does Xu Ziran always care so much about Liu Yizhen?

This morning, Qiu Yurou finally understood.

After she fell into a trance and woke up again, when she looked at the data being transmitted on the computer screen and the sentence on the opened document, she finally connected everything and had a complete conjecture about the past events.

She looked at the document and slowly read the sentence above—

“I know that love is a flower that has not yet bloomed in spring. It only blooms in my heart, mais, mais…”

However I am not reconciled.

It turns out that even if it were me, I would want everything to start all over again.

It turns out that no one will be reconciled.

Not reconciled to such a plausible miss, not reconciled to the ending that ended without the beginning.

Wouldn’t the ending be different if there were other beginnings?

Is that what that person wants to see, is this a completely different future?

Penser comme ça, Qiu Yurou’s consciousness gradually blurred, and the eyes fell into darkness.

So in Liu Yizhen’s eyes, after a moment of slack in his eyes, what appeared in front of him again seemed to be another person.

“That person” looked at her, looked at her with eyes that made her heart palpitate, et dit, “Ça fait longtemps, it’s not your body that I saw again. From a certain point of view, c'est vraiment bien.”

…

When Xu Ziran arrived at the airport, the plane that Qiu Yurou was going to take had already boarded.

But she still ran to the airport while on the phone. Although her chest seemed to be on fire and her throat was so dry, she didn’t stop.

pourtant, when he first arrived at the security check entrance, Xu Ziran saw Qiu Yurou walking out.

The other party wore a gray trench coat, rolled up his face with a scarf, and wore a wide-brimmed felt hat. Xu Ziran recognized it at a glance, and the other party was Qiu Yurou.

Her mind went blank and hugged him tightly, unable to speak because her throat was dry, so she had to breathe while burying her head in the other’s arms.

– Luckily it’s still here.

À ce moment là, she didn’t think about why or what happened, there was only one thought.

The other party’s slightly cold hands passed through her hair, pressed lightly on her scalp, puis dit, “The phone is in the suitcase, so I didn’t hear it.”

Xu Ziran cleared his throat and said, “Don’t talk about this, have you seen…”

Xu Ziran’s voice stopped abruptly.

She realized that something was wrong, and quickly wanted to get up from the other side’s arms, but the other side held her head tightly, so she couldn’t even struggle.

Elle a tourné la tête, not knowing what expression to make: “Pourquoi, how is it you, what about Liu Yizhen?”

“Qiu Yurou” soupira: “She suddenly fell ill and was taken away by the police before she could get on the plane.”

Xu Ziran was relieved because Liu Yizhen was “brought to justice”, but she was a little overwhelmed – she felt that it was easier to be overwhelmed when faced with this “Qiu Yurou”, and there was something too heavy on him. , she couldn’t even breathe.

She stammered a little: “Why don’t you let go first, it’s not easy to talk.”

“Qiu Yurou” didn’t speak, and didn’t let go.

The airport was noisy with people coming and going. She was hugged tenderly in the arms of “Qiu Yurou”, and she seemed to hear the sound of her heartbeat in the blur.

Her chest vibrated, and she finally heard the response: “For the last time, let me hug you like this.”

À ce moment là, everything around him melted away like snow, only the existence of the other party became more and more clear.

“When I approached you again, je pensais, if it was me in the past, I would definitely be able to do better, because at least at that time, I needed to rely on, two people who didn’t need to rely on were together, they could only be friends , no matter how close they are, they can only be friends, droite?”

“At least one I’ve made it to, so that’s great.”

Xu Ziran’s heart throbbed because of such a confession. She frowned and suddenly realized something.

“toi…”

Qiu Yurou snorted.

“Don’t talk, I know what you want to ask, but don’t ask this, I myself don’t know what my existence is, but I know I’m unstable, it’s a strange feeling, like I’m doing several things at the same time things, but at least now that I know, I’m still holding you.”

Xu Ziran was silent for a moment: “Donc, when is the next meeting?”

“Qiu Yurou” chuckled: “Le regard du soldat est attiré vers l'arrière de la garde, maybe ten years later, maybe ten minutes later, maybe you won’t see each other in your whole life, I have a feeling that I’m going to lose consciousness soon.”

“Maybe you can go back.” Xu Ziran said.

“Retourner, do you think that the future I belong to has not disappeared?”

“Oui, it didn’t disappear.” Xu Ziran nodded, “How can the world be destroyed so easily?”

Another long silence.

The temperature in the airport was a little high, and Xu Ziran, who was wearing a down jacket, felt that he was sweating.

“Qiu Yurou” a finalement parlé: “But there is no future for you, and there is no need to go back. You still bless me, and I can see you when I become conscious one day.”

Xu Ziran lowered his eyes: “You once said that you want me to be happy, so I also hope that you can be happy.”

“C'est ça.” The other party’s words seemed to carry a long sigh, but in the end there was still no sigh, et à la fin, what was spit out softly in Xu Ziran’s ear was—

“Au revoir.”

…

“Puis, is that system no longer available?” Qiu Yurou asked Xu Ziran doubtfully while arranging things. She seemed curious, so she jumped in front of Xu Ziran and pointed to a certain position: “This position is Is that where the daily quotes are placed?”

The subject has ended, Qiu Yurou has returned from the United States, and in the past few months, Xu Ziran has also talked about the events of the past few years from her own point of view.

Qiu Yurou was not surprised, and told her that Yao Jinling had spoken to her the day before she took off, and said that through Yao Jinling’s words, she already had some guesses.

“It’s a little further to the right – bref, all options have been grayed out since that day. Although you can still open the panel, you can’t choose. It should be no different from disappearing, droite?”

“Je ne pense pas.” Qiu Yurou stroked her chin, “Since the panel can still be opened, it means that there is still the possibility of restarting. Didn’t you say that the system is often updated automatically? Maybe this time it will be updated too.”

“Then if it really comes back after the update, I can’t talk to you so freely anymore, and it will make me do some weird things again.”

“It’s not too strange.” Qiu Yurou smiled, “I think it’s a very free choice. Si c'était moi, it would be a great system.”

Xu Ziran squinted at Qiu Yurou, should it be said that he is the designer? Dans un sens, the thinking is really similar.

Qiu Yurou sat beside Xu Ziran.

As the weather warmed up, the sweater was replaced by a single, so the body temperature was passed on through thin medical care.

Qiu Yurou leaned on Xu Ziran and put her head on the other’s shoulder: “I want to thank her, droite?”

Xu Ziran said: “That is to thank myself.”

Qiu Yurou chuckled: “Does this sound a bit narcissistic?”

Xu Ziran shook his head: “Not narcissistic.”

I really have to thank myself, thank myself, for a whole new future.