Dong Yingluo looked at Zhenyan and said softly: "You go, I won't keep you. I can't participate in your world, but I hope I can kiss you once so that I can know that I once loved you and loved you a thousand years later."
Zhenyan remained silent, but gently closed her eyes.
Dong Yingluo looked at his still perfect face, sighed softly, and kissed him slowly with her soft lips.
The faint breath of hers was on the gently turning lips. From now on, she no longer belonged to him, she had left forever, and maybe he would never be able to see her again. The helplessness of farewell turned into a kind of heartache, which almost made him suffocate.
I really want to reach out my arms and hug her, I really want to say I love you too, but I can't say any words, I can only be silent and bear that desperate kiss in silence.
The urgent sound came from the beeper in her ears. Zhenyan opened her eyes and pushed Dong Yingluo away. She wanted to speak silently. She opened her mouth and said silently: Goodbye.
The purple color in the eyes becomes more and more intense, and a kind of pain spreads in the eyes. From now on, we will never see each other again. We will never see each other again. My love, goodbye...
The tears fell quietly after turning around, Luoluo, I love you!
The tone of this article is very light, the emotion is very light, it is purely a soliloquy type