It is best not to change their identity, because they are still black fighters, and Cang Xuan's character should not change.

White wall curtain. Staggered palms into the shadows cast by the light. From black to incongruous light brown at the end, it wraps the pupil. Without a destination, hold your hand once and then spread it out slowly, as if you were really flapping your wings, stretching from one side of the wall to the other and growing into short shadows of different shades.

The ancient wooden door wrote down the vicissitudes of the years, and the sunlight slanted down from the window, leaving mottled traces on the wooden floor. The black piano is placed in the right corner of the house, as if revealing a string of crisp and transparent notes.

Cang Yue suddenly put down his hand, sharp-eyed. At the moment of turning around, the wooden door made a low noise, and the sun poured in, which dazzled her instantly.

The teenager still stood at the door smiling with bloodthirsty tenderness in his eyes. The wind blew him to hunt for red clothes, and the silver thread danced. The outline of the teenager blends in with the gorgeous light, and his face is almost transparent.

He chuckled: "Cang, I'm back."

Without any hesitation, Cang Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and took a step back gently. The corners of her mouth drew an ironic smile, which was not cold, but chilling and cruel. In others' eyes, she didn't laugh at all, she was just tearing her mouth at random.

"I'm sorry."

The shallow voice floated slowly in the air, and the boy's body did not tremble. The silver dagger pierced his chest accurately. Soon, Cang Yue stood in front of him indifferently, clutching the dagger and gently picking the arch eyebrows: "You shouldn't have come back. I have never been merciful to anyone."

He still smiled as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Why do you want to come back?"

"Because of you."

"Why are you trying so hard to protect April?"

"Because she is like a floating cloud."

"... just like you. "

Viscous blood slowly flows out from the wound, and the dark red color seems to never fade again. The young and happy figure fell down in front of her.

"Xuan Yue, one last question, do you hate me?"

two

Cang Yue first met Xuan Yue in the summer when he was 1 1 years old.

It was a sultry rainy day.

Cang Yue quietly followed his foster mother and walked into the elevator.

These figures have been rising. Cang Yue has never taken the elevator to such a high floor, and his head is a little dizzy.

Later, Cang Yue was sent home. When she opened the door, she saw a face.

Full of childishness, Xuan Yue's long silver hair hangs behind him, and his eyes are full of innate pride and indifference, with understated splendor. The same eyes as Cang Yue.

Exactly the same.

But in the future, they will still be different.

Xuan Yue angular, gentle eyes and a little unruly. His fingertips always have a faint book fragrance and an ancient taste, which seems to come from a long time ago, unlike the vanilla flavor of Cang Yue's fingertips. There is always a shallow sadness and overwhelming frost in his long and narrow eyes.

Cang Yue and Xuan Yue have been inseparable since they were 1 1.

They walk side by side, their shadows dragging, as if the time of rapid circulation of fingertips is changing rapidly.

Cang Yue has long been used to a life without anyone to take care of him, but he still feels lonely inside.

Not lonely, because of Xuan Yue.

Xuan Yue is always holding her hand quietly and wandering around the campus. Even in the same campus, the same family and the same loneliness, Cang Yue and Xuan Yue are still completely different life forms.

Cang Yue's lips are thin and her voice is crisp and proud. Even half a sentence is enough to hurt and despise. Her language angered the teacher again and again.

Although Cang Yue is very clever, the rigid rules in the school and the teacher's step-by-step guidance gradually become unclear.

The teachers in the school are all old-fashioned, and even the pieces of paper that accidentally slip from the fingertips will be regarded as littering and will be recorded as a big mistake.

Every time the teacher talked bitterly about her with Xuan He, Xuan He would see Cang Yue smiling at his thin figure.

At the moment of eye contact, Cang Yue saw Xuan Yue's 17 years old from his eyes. He is arrogant and always wears an evil smile.

three

The sky in the city at night is dark red.

Dark red as dry blood.

The green trash cans on the roadside are separated by a considerable distance, and their heads are dirty and drooping. Occasionally, the lights assigned to passing vehicles will reflect green light in the dark and continue to sleep in the gray alleys of the city after losing the light source.

Behind him are colorful city lights, like the most vicious ridicule.

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Xuan Yue was admitted to the best school in the province, and Cang Yue rejected her mother's idea of putting them together.

"You know I hate that school."

Xuan Yue looked at Cang Yue. For several years, he has been unable to understand Cang Yue's ideas.

Cang Yue, like a jumper, spreads sticky flowers one after another, and the price of blooming is the withering of a life.

Cang Yue For Xuan Yue, choice means giving up, and there is pain behind all the glamour.

"Will you betray me?" Cang Yue once asked Xuanyue.

"No."

"Do you like other girls?"

"No."

Cang Yue suddenly laughed, and many years later Cang Yue would laugh at himself. It was just a joke, but he was so naive that he took it seriously.

The girl Xuan Yue likes is Shui Li. She has long clean hair, a white skirt and sparkling eyes. When I saw her, Cang Yue suddenly sneered. She and Xuan Yue, after all, are people from two different worlds.

After a heavy rain, Cang Yue disappeared, as clean as if he had never been here, leaving no trace.

Xuan Yue stayed in front of the locust tree outside the window for a long time. He doesn't want to say anything anymore. The yellowed paper is clear and neat, and it is Cang Yue's exquisite handwriting:

I hate everyone. Xuan Yue, you all deserve to die. Even if you play me well, you still owe me. You can't make me thank you.

It was signed a year ago in June, Cang Yue's birthday.

June 20(th)

Xuan Yue put away the paper and asked himself gently, "Is it worth it?"

He came to the school in Cang Yue, which is a very old campus. He is so old that he almost forgot. Time has left mottled marks on it, telling the vicissitudes of time.

A group of boys whistled at him:

"Cang Yue, how come I haven't seen you for a few days? I'm more like a boy?"

"Cang Yue, have you taken a cool route recently? Very handsome, if you are a man, my girl will definitely be abducted by you. "

"It's just a man and a woman, what are you handsome for!"

A burst of laughter.

Xuan Yue ignored them and walked around the campus until night fell.

Almost everyone in school knows Cang Yue, she is arrogant, she is a slut, she is a loser, she is a degenerate ... almost all bad words can describe her.

He was about to leave when a girl suddenly rushed over and spilled noodle soup on him. At night, he really looks like Cang Yue, exactly the same.

"Cang Yue, you rotten person!"

Xuan Yue thought.

Cang Yue, you are such a rotten person.

Why do you live like this?

I don't know.

Why are you ignoring me?

I don't want to.

Cang Yue, you suck.

Xuan Yue, why do you care about me?

I am your relative.

You ghost relative, tell you Xuan Yue I hate you.

Why?

I hate you. I just hate you. I hate you most.

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Later, their parents died, leaving a large legacy.

Cang Yue didn't come back. She said she was going for a stroll.

Wandering.

That may be a distant word.

Xuan yue didn't wait for her, and there was a loss in her heart.

There may be a reason, but he doesn't want to admit it.

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On the day when Cang Yue came back, the sky also began to rain.

She has been wandering outside for a year.

She doesn't want home, but she misses Xuan Yue, the boy with a gentle smile.

When she appeared at the door with her luggage, in that humble little house, August still coldly asked Xuan Yue:

"Do you hate me?"

"I used to hate it, but now I don't hate it."

"You are lying."

"I didn't."

"I treated you so badly, why don't you hate me now?"

"Because I found that I love you more."

"You are so hypocritical."

"Cang Yue, I miss you very much."

Cang Yue insipid expression instantly collapse.

"You lied to me."

"I didn't."

There was silence.

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Xuan Yue had a long dream the day he came back from Cang Yue.

He dreamed that eleven-year-old Cang Yue was standing in the living room, staring at him coldly.

He dreamed that 12-year-old Cang Yue tore the doll to pieces, and then asked his mother why it didn't bleed or cry out in pain.

He dreamed that 15-year-old Cang Yue stood in the rain and looked at him with many dandelions in his hand. The rain slid down the edge of her red umbrella, as if she were standing in a huge water curtain.

Finally, he dreamed that eighteen-year-old Cang Yue smiled at him in the sun, pale and transparent.

But no one told him that all this was false.

three

Xuan Yue, are you love the water Lee?

No love.

Then why are you with her?

……

Were you ever in love with me？

Cang Yue, I will marry April after graduation.

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The scarlet invitation seemed to laugh at her youth and innocence, and the teenager who said he would not betray her finally broke his word.

In the past three years, she has become the most famous killer of the dark group, but there is always a beam of sunshine in her heart, and the teenager who gave her warmth all her life personally destroyed all her fantasies.

April is a cold girl. Cang Yue will always remember that rainy night. She had a problem with April. Xuan Yue suddenly slapped her, and the sound of breaking the eardrum made the audience be silent. Xuan Yue just pulled April away. He and Cang Yue looked at each other with hatred he had never seen before.

"Xuan Yue, no one in the world hates you more than I do."

"When we meet again, I will definitely kill you."

Cang Yue corners of the mouth has always been a sneer, but eyes piled up so many tears, turned around and broke.

She and Xuan Yue can never go back.

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After years of reunion, Cang Yue didn't break his word. She never breaks her word.

"Do you hate me?"

She looked at the porch yue, without any feelings, she saw his mouth light smile:

"yuck."

Cang Yue, at the last minute, I said I hate you.

"Cang Yue, I hate you very much."

Hate you as much as I hate myself.

At the moment of exposure to the sun, Cang Yue was completely relieved.

The sky is like a giant eye, watching everything on the earth.

Do you regret it?

I have no regrets.

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