One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty-One Infatuated Love (I)

Tang Wei calmed down and slowly opened his eyes. In the rearview mirror, the girl was as stubborn as ever. She had terrible sports performance before, but now she seemed to have the energy to run a marathon. She kept chasing after the car and refused to give up.

There were more and more cars on the street. Her slender body almost brushed against the car several times, which made Tang Wei's eyebrows jump. The sun at noon was very scorching. Her originally fair face was sunburned red in a short time, and there were layers of hot sweat on her forehead. Just when a car almost hit her, Tang Wei was startled, "Stop!"

The driver was stunned for a moment and slammed on the brakes. The girl saw the car stopped and stopped chasing. She was running with her hair disheveled at this time and looked particularly embarrassed. When the man opened the car door and walked down, she was stunned in place. She, who never liked to cry, was blinded by the hazy mist in an instant.

A huge sour feeling surged and tore her heart. She felt as if she was dreaming, staring at the hateful man who had left her without a word. Once he left, it had been several years, and there was no news. Whenever she woke up at midnight, she always felt that the days with him were just a dream, the most beautiful spring dream.

Tang Wei approached her step by step. The golden sunlight created circles of dazzling halos around this charming man, which fell into the girl's eyes, like a dream, everything was so unreal.

He approached, and she held her breath.

Then, she could only stare at the other party taking out a handkerchief and handing it to her, "Wipe the sweat on your forehead."

As gentlemanly as always, as elegant as always, even, as calm as always...

It seemed that everything in front of him, whether it was her tears or her stubborn pursuit, could not arouse any ripples in his heart.

But, for her, this voice...

This hand...

It was like engraved in her memory, never faded.

To this day, she can still clearly remember the wound on his wrist and the nine white crescents on his fingernails. Even the lines on his palms once made her crazy.

The feeling of being obsessed with someone is probably like being cursed. She used to tell him again and again that the lines on his palms were more beautiful than any other man. In her world, her Tang Wei was perfect and incomparable to anyone.

"Wipe it." Tang Wei spoke again.

She came back to her senses and

took the handkerchief in a daze. He asked her to use it to wipe the sweat, but she covered her eyes with it. The tears that kept flowing out soaked the handkerchief all at once. The fragrance lingered around the tip of her nose, like a wire constantly strangling her heart.

After a long time, she was so stupid that she even remembered the fragrance on his body so clearly.

She just stood there and cried for a long time, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances. Even Chen Cheng came over in surprise. However, looking at the situation here, she didn't know whether she should get closer. It was the first time she saw her cousin crying.

Tang Wei stood there, speechless, without a word. It seemed that such tears did not shake him at all.

The driver came over with a parasol, worriedly saying, "Fourth Master, the sun is too hot. If you stay in the sun any longer, you might get a heat stroke."

Tang Wei said "hmm", but his eyes were cast at Chen Cheng who was at a loss as to what to do, and he handed the umbrella to her, "Miss Chen, Shang Shang is in your care. Please take her back."

Chen Cheng could only nod mechanically.

Tang Wei glanced at Shang Shiyu, turned around and said to the driver, "Let's go."

Shang Shiyu suddenly stopped crying and grabbed his hand. Tang Wei struggled for a while, but she stubbornly held it tighter, because she was too excited and trembling all over. He sighed helplessly, "Shang Shang, let go."

"You still owe me an explanation." Shang Shiyu looked at Tang Wei bitterly, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "You still owe me a word that makes me give up completely."

His calmness, to her, was the greatest ruthlessness and sadness.

Tang Wei's hand was tense.

It was so tight that veins appeared on the back of his hand. He looked at Shang Shiyu with a heavy look in his eyes. She could only look at him infatuatedly, trying her best to search for some emotions from his eyes, but the next moment, he pulled his hand out of her palm. The empty feeling in her palm made Shang Shiyu feel empty. She instinctively wanted to grab his hand, but Tang Wei dodged first, leaving her hand hanging in the air.

It was like in the past few years, she always wanted to catch him in her dreams, but she never caught him...

Not even once.

The girl's slender fingers trembled slightly.

After a while, she slowly, slowly took it back.

"I'm sorry, I already have a girlfriend." Tang Wei said this calmly, with a faint smile on his face. That smile was as beautiful as ever, but at this moment, it was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, making Shang Shiyu suffocate and almost unable to breathe. The more beautiful things are, the more ruthless they are when they pierce people's hearts.

He Tang Wei has already mastered this trick.

Shang Shiyu had long thought that he already had his own new life, and thought that he could have accepted it peacefully, but at this moment, he still felt dizzy and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Goodbye." Even before leaving, he maintained his usual gentlemanly manner, nodded calmly, and turned around calmly.

Even if he hurt you to pieces and left you with no skin and flesh, facing such a beautiful and gentle man, you would not even be willing to blame him.

Tang Wei turned around and Shang Shiyu didn't follow him, and the smile on his face faded. All the calm on the surface is just to hide the uncontrollable chaos deep inside.

He took two steps, but his breathing still couldn't calm down. The driver was walking beside him and noticed something was wrong. He whispered worriedly, "Fourth Master..."

"Don't stop, don't ask anything, just keep moving forward." Tang Wei whispered, grabbing the other person's wrist with one hand, and barely keeping himself steady.

"You look bad."

"It's okay." Tang Wei only replied with two words, and then, holding back the pain in his body, he sat in the car like a normal person. At least, judging from his back, nothing happened to him.

Shang Shiyu stood there blankly, watching the car getting further and further away from her, until it finally disappeared from her eyes and would never be seen again... That moment seemed to be the last moment for her. The precious things were cruelly stripped from the body by a pair of hands, dripping with blood...

It turns out that she has been the only one left in the past who has never come out...

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