if time doesn't run aground

Most of the time, we enlighten others like a wise man, but fall into our own love like a fool.

Luo Xia sat on the plane like a ghost, her eyes locked on the book in front of her for a long time without moving away.

Find a reason, or an excuse, anyone can go first.

She hated that sentence.

Luo Xia closed her red and swollen eyes, and the scenes of the past slowly floated before her eyes. The tingling sensation after the tears dried up made her realize that she was still alive.

Shedding tears in front of love is Loser. So she has already lost.

Yun Juan Yun Shu, the last time I looked out through the cabin, the sky was particularly blue, the time was sweet like a candy melted on the tip of my tongue, and I didn’t move when I was bored.At that time, Wang Yuan was sitting beside her.

What now?There is no hope in the patches of blue, and there is only aimless wandering in the hesitation.

She cried as long as the journey to America lasted until she had no strength left.She was never this sad when Feng Niannan went abroad.

On the way, the stewardess asked her more than once if she was okay, but she just looked ahead blankly and shook her head in silence.

"Can I help you?" Unfamiliar language and unfamiliar environment, this was the first sentence Luo Xia heard after getting off the plane.

"...This one please." She pointed to one casually, her face pale as a dead person.It's not that you need to enjoy delicious food to refresh yourself, but you need to find a quiet place to sit in a daze.

Luo Xia caressed the crumpled boarding pass in his hand, and his father's voice faintly rang in his ears, "This is an American ticket. If you want to escape reality, go to school there. Time will make you forget him."

So Luo Xia boarded the plane without hesitation.

Wang Yuan doesn't want her anymore, staying in that place will only make her sadder.

The pure foreign steak was brought up, and the water vapor liquefied in the air-conditioning into a white mist that filled the corners of her eyes, slightly moistening them.

New tears came again.

Luo Xia took out his mobile phone, found his father's name, and dialed it.The beeping sound exploded in my ears, like the countdown to death.

Dad, I haven't asked you yet: I can't forget him even after a long time.What should we do then?

The electronic sound was still rampant, and finally hung up.

She wiped the corners of her eyes and smirked towards the table.

There is no need to compete with Wang Yuan for food.

The phone continued to vibrate, Luo Xia glanced at it and answered, "Dad."

"Are you in America?"

"Ah."

"Forget about him." Mr. Luo didn't beat around the bush, he was direct and scary.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me? He must have asked the company's opinion when he went to the Conservatory of Music. Why didn't you tell me then?" Luo Xia's voice was light and light, without any hesitation.

There was no sound on the other side of the phone, and there was a deadlock in silence.

"Dad." Luo Xia's voice was hoarse, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the lips, "Don't you know that I will be very sad?"

"...I asked him to go." Boss Luo said a few words distressedly and slowly in a soft tone.

Facts are meant to be accepted, they break into the mind bluntly, relentlessly.

"What?" Endless fear and uneasiness instantly poured into Luoxia's blood, and his soul was pulled away in the gap of time, leaving a sleepy body.

"I sent him to the conservatory."

Who cut the time into fireworks, and in an instant, you can see all the prosperity.Who turned the feelings into waves, turned around, and drifted away to the end of the world.

Luo Xia continued to look at every word and every word in the book, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.

No matter how tenacious and persistent love is, it can't resist the manipulation of parents. They hope to let their children live a better life with old-fashioned ideas, but they don't know that the feelings they put into it have long been irreparable.

"Even if I don't stop you, it's impossible for you to get together in the end. He is a star, and you, my good daughter, you are a literary writer. He is not suitable for you at all. Break up." Mr. Luo said The words were imprinted in her heart, like a silver needle inserted into the sore spot of her fingertips and penetrated deep into the bottom of her heart.

If none of this is Wang Yuan's fault, should she make it clear to Wang Yuan?Or tell Wang Yuan to wait for her to finish university and return to China?

It was so impractical to solve all the problems, Luo Xia's sliding fingertips gradually stopped, and the page left in Wang Yuan's address book went dark.

Forget it.

She is no longer qualified to make Wang Yuan wait for her.

The five years without agreement hastily and hurriedly.

There is such a person who will let you enter his space frequently, knowing that there is no dynamic update, but still smirking at the darkened profile picture.

There is such a person who will let you turn your phone to the loudest, knowing that there will be no more calls and text messages, but you will still wait stupidly.

There is such a person who will make you want to drink until the sky is spinning, knowing that he can't show up to take you home, but you still want to vomit, make noise, and say you love him.

The lost youth will not look back, but the feelings of the past are still buried in my heart.

Five years later.

airport.

Luo Xia returned home with all her belongings, and the reporter followed her all the way, making the surroundings lively.And this kind of excitement is something she has never experienced in the United States.

It turns out that if you don't lose it, you will never understand the meaning of cherishing it.

"Miss Luo, when you were studying in the United States, you continued to publish new books in China, for the sake of more commercial interests?" A microphone was stuck in front of Luo Xia, blocking her way.

"I'm sorry, Miss Luo was very tired just after returning to China, so I can't accept it for the time being..."

"It's okay, I can answer." Luo Xia showed a standard smile that is often seen on TV, and stopped the manager who drove the reporter away.

"Publishing a book in China is to prove my existence to someone. But now it's all right, I'm back." Luo Xia spoke seriously to the camera, as if he could see his warm eyes and unruly smile through the camera.

"Who is this guy?"

Luo Xia shrugged and withdrew from the reach of the reporter.She was afraid to say his name, she would cry.

Stepping out of the airport, the slender windbreaker was curved by the blowing cold wind, and the dark red high-heeled shoes under the black trousers were dazzling.The white sneakers that were once washed yellow can no longer be found.

Similarly, the happiness that was stranded in the old days can't be found anymore.

At least Lorshaw thought so.