Chapter 2113 Goodbye, My Love (5)

An Xiaoyang didn't want to sleep, she wanted to see Sannuo more and feel more warmth around him.

But she was too tired and sleepy.

Lying on his chest, she couldn't help falling asleep after a while. She was naked and was held tightly in Sannuo's arms. Her heart was filled with infinite happiness and sweetness.

Sannuo swore at that moment that he would give this girl happiness in his life.

His forever, sixteen-year-old girl.

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The next day.

At about four o'clock in the morning, An Xiaoyang slowly opened her eyes.

Because she had something in her heart, although she was very tired, she didn't sleep well.

This day finally came.

An Xiaoyang turned her head and looked at Sannuo who was so close...

Will this be the last time she left...

Maybe.

When she left, she didn't know when she would meet him again, and by that time, perhaps everything would have changed.

He already had his own family and his own life.

...

She just looked at him, watching him sleeping quietly, like a child.

She wanted to reach out and touch him.

But her hand stopped just before it touched him.

Her fingertips curled slightly, fearing that she would wake him up.

It was dawn...

She didn't dare anymore.

Finally, she looked at him with nostalgia and whispered softly, "... Sannuo... I love you..."

She really couldn't bear to leave.

Really couldn't bear to leave.

But...

She had no time, and no way...

It was the last day.

She said that she loved Sannuo, and he was the only and most important person to her now, so she was willing to give everything, just wishing him peace and happiness.

...

...

An Xiaoyang left.

After she left, she didn't return to the dormitory first, but returned to their former home first - even if it was a ruin now.

An Xiaoyang looked at it, and her eyes were slightly red.

Who said the house was not important.

She could remember every bit of their past in every corner of the house.

After the explosion of the apartment, someone had begun to recover and re-dig the foundation, and she walked over slowly.

Now there were only one or two people over there. She avoided them and searched for something in the ruins of the wall bricks. Finally, she saw something with a white frame.

She hurried over and bent down to dig the wall bricks over there.

She dug so eagerly.

Then, a broken glass photo frame came into view.

The photo frame was broken, but the photo inside was still intact.

An Xiaoyang picked it up slowly, looking at the photo, tears almost fell.

Sixteen years old.

When she was sixteen years old, she and San Nuo took a photo of themselves in school uniforms.

He hugged her shoulders and smiled handsomely at the camera.

An Xiaoyang held the photo tightly in her hand, but her eyes became more and more blurred.

San Nuo... San Nuo...

She picked up the photo and walked to the street opposite the apartment.

…

…

She just walked along the roadside. No matter how much pain and reluctance she felt, it seemed as if she was released at this moment. She walked and walked, and suddenly slowed down her pace until she stood still, lowered her head slightly, bent over, squatted down… and sobbed and cried bitterly.

From the suppressed crying at the beginning, to the end, it became louder and louder.

At this moment, it was impossible not to collapse.

There is always an insurmountable gap between imagination and reality.