He opened WeChat and looked at the chat box with her.

He used to have no interest in WeChat at all, and he didn't bother to get anything.

But the background of the chat with her had taught him to change it to her photo.

She was in the sea of Gesang flowers, looking back and smiling at him.

He just looked at it, and kept looking, for a long time, and it seemed that it was difficult to take his eyes off at all.

Gently caressing her cheek in the photo, as if still feeling her body temperature.

But all of this is just hypothetical.

And at this time.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, as if he had discovered something.

At that moment, breathing stopped again.

Wen Xian - changed his WeChat name.

She doesn't call anymore, Shang Luxiao.

Rather, it's called Wen Xian.

is also the same as him, his name is Lu Xiao, and her name is Wen Xian.

It seems that they are two people who have no entanglement at all, and they can no longer find anything related from that name.

The man froze for a while, and deep in his heart, as if he was sensitively aware of something, his fingertips trembled lightly, and he clicked on her head.

entered her circle of friends.

Sure enough, she hasn't posted any news for so long, and just five minutes ago, she posted a new circle of friends.

The accompanying picture is a photo of her side face.

Fan Dai didn't apply it, her face was facing the sky, but she was still so beautiful, she closed her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and the afternoon sun hit her body.

She smiled.

Pure and beautiful.

But when he looked at it, he knew that her body was still extremely weak and her blood was insufficient.

And the content that was posted was:

[There are thousands of men in the world, if it doesn't work, I'll change it.] ］

These words were reflected in the bottom of his pupils: "......"

Those holding their phones clenched.

She seems to be able to take it and put it down.

Crisp and clean.

No pestering.

Cut it in two.

It also broke the string that had been tight in his head.

......

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sky in the distance was red orange, and the golden afterglow sprinkled the sky and the earth.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

Wen Xian's complexion is better, although he has a serious illness, he can't always hold it in the house.

When she came out wrapped in a warm tweed coat, Cheng Dongyuan was waiting for her.

He smiled at her and walked side by side.

When the two left the B&B, some people from the crew saw the two of them and couldn't help whispering in private and left quickly.

Wen Xian didn't look at it, and instead looked at the scenery on the horizon.

The two of them didn't go far, just around the vicinity of the base, after all, she didn't dare to go far now.

Well, I mainly think that other people recognize her at this time and may beat her.

Because this is the base of the crew, there will be some Tibetan elderly people selling some local snacks here recently, as well as some hand-knitted hats and scarves.

Wen Xian smelled the fragrance and passed.

There are also several cars parked on the side of the road.

I don't know who parked there.

Cheng Dongyuan glanced at it, suddenly grabbed her wrist, and then came to her and pulled the collar of her clothes higher.

covered half of her face, afraid that she would be photographed.

A gentlemanly and steady man, he took care of her considerately.

And this scene was seen clearly and clearly by the people in a black car.

The car was a few years old, like a spare vehicle that wasn't much driven.

They were only a few meters away from the people in the car.

The light in the car was dim, and half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the light—