\t\tEverything is not a problem in the family, and then there is one of the most critical questions, there is only one room, so where does she sleep at night?

Obviously, the whole family meant to let them sleep in the same room, but was it really good to be so unreserved in front of their family? But being too reserved will make people feel too fake, sleeping in a bed or something...... How ambiguous!

Ou Yize was called by Ou Muxuan to discuss things, Yu Nuo finished taking a bath, dressed in a nightgown, and leaned on the window to look out.

There are large blooming roses below, bunches, red and bright like some kind of fiery feelings, the people who plant these roses must have a fiery heart, right? I don't know what kind of mood he planted it, but it can be seen from these healthy flowers that the owner loves these flowers very much, just like he loves a certain unforgettable relationship.

It's just that, among the flowers, there are still some small flowers, very thin petals, which stubbornly survive under the roses, and on the stones not far away, a pale and lonely figure sits.

Under the moonlight, his tall figure looked unusually lonely, the white shirt wrapped his resolute body, but it could not wrap his lonely heart, the breeze stroked his half-length black hair, and he seemed to be unconscious, as if he only lived in his own world.

Ou Zeyi quietly looked at this rose flower, there are many kinds of roses, but he only planted this thinnest, shortest flowering period, but also the most stubborn one, just like a certain year, he met her, thin, stubborn, but disappeared in his life in an instant, becoming a permanent scar.

He thought that as long as it was long enough, the wound would always heal, just like the wound he had suffered, and now, not even a single scar could be found, but ah, he overestimated himself after all.

Some wounds, as if forever stubbornly refused to heal, the more time passed, the faster it eroded, gradually devouring his whole heart, and he proudly maintained his nothingness, but in the dark night, those wounds, unbridled and madly gushed out bitter thoughts, little by little, drowning him to the bottom.

Rose, it also has a name called Yuwei, just like the name of someone he met in a certain year, obviously like a meteor in his life, but when she crossed it, she took a hook, hooked his heart, and ripped away a piece of bloody flesh, maybe she didn't know it, but his wound never healed.

Now, she must be living happily in someone's arms, right?

Thinking of this, the corners of Ou Zeyi's mouth slanted into a wry smile, he calmed down, picked up the drawing board beside him, and painted the roses in full bloom, some of the petals have withered, and in half a month, they will end the flowering period, so, what about how much he misses her? When will it end?

Pieces of roses from his hands seem to have life in their hands, quietly opening on the drawing paper, while his hands subconsciously depict a person's shadow in the flowers.

She is stubborn and stubborn, so thin that she obviously can't protect herself, but she thinks she is omnipotent, she is obviously the biggest victim, but she always blames all the disasters on herself, and always thinks that she caused herself.

How much he wanted to go over, walk to her, take her tightly in his arms, and protect her for the rest of her life, but what she needed was not him,

At the end of the training, he found her, and that day, the sun was shining, and she was standing under the cherry blossom tree, smiling better than the unbridled cherry blossoms overhead, and she lunged at him.

At that time, his heart was about to explode from his mouth, but she pounced on another man.

That man, with a gentle smile, has arms that can hold her in his arms, and has the qualifications to be intimate with her at will.

They, in the sun, bloomed with their happiness wantonly, and he stood there at a loss, just watching quietly, watching them leave his sight little by little.

She is happy now, she doesn't need him at all, it's him, he needs her, she needs her to fill the void in her heart.

Many times, he is unwilling and wants to take her back, but what qualifications does he have, she doesn't even know who he is, and besides, there is already too much sadness in her life, if there is someone who can give him happiness, he should fulfill it, right?

In her story, he is not destined to be the hero, so why bother to crush his self-esteem after breaking his heart again?

He believes that one day, he will forget her, even if he doesn't forget, it doesn't matter, he will live his life step by step, and when he reaches a certain age, he will find a girl to fall in love, then get married, have children, and then, just live his life so plainly.

Ou Zeyi sat quietly, and in the window, Yu Nuo watched quietly, guessing in his heart, what could make such an excellent teenager fall into such a deep sadness?

"What are you looking at?" Behind him, Ou Yize walked over, hugged her shoulders, and followed her gaze.

"Your brother looks like he has something on his mind." Yu Nuo looked at the back and said stupidly, she knew that it was not her business, but at this moment, he looked really pitiful.

"Xiaoyi's heart, I have never told anyone, I asked him before, and he said that he was just making a mistake himself," Ou Yize smiled indifferently, "I guess, he should have fallen in love with someone who doesn't like her." ”

"Then you, who are your brother, why don't you help him?" What girl would be happy if she was lucky enough to be with him, right?

"He didn't allow me to look into his affairs, and he didn't want me to take care of it, he said it was his secret." Ou Yize wanted to investigate once, but he found out, and he even said ruthlessly that if Ou Yize continued to do this, they might not be able to be brothers so calmly.

With such a serious warning, Ou Yize certainly didn't dare to continue the investigation, and no one else could interfere with such a thing as love.

At this time, outside, Ye Qianmo walked out slowly, holding a coat in her hand and draping it on Ou Zeyi's body.

"Mommy," Ou Zeyi didn't hide the drawing board in his hand, nor did he hide the person in the painting, only quietly looked at the large blooming roses in front of him, "You don't mind if I don't have a good time, do you?" ”

"Son, love, what you need is bravery," Ye Qianmo sat quietly beside him, "You even have the courage to leave her and forget her, why didn't you face her and give her the courage to be happy?" ”

And Ou Zeyi smiled lightly, "If your admirers thought so at the beginning, then now, Daddy must be crazy busy, right?" ”

It's not that he doesn't have the courage to chase and fight, but he knows very clearly that in her love story, he can't be the hero, so why waste his time and hinder her happiness?

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