On the way back to the hospital, Fang Qingming's mind kept thinking about what Zhang Yu said.

After all, this is the first time Fang Qingming has met the girl he likes in more than 20 years, and Fang Qingming himself has no answer to whether to confess or not.

The reason for the hesitation was because Fang Qingming had hardly been frustrated in this regard, and it was always other people who revolved around him, so Fang Qingming was subconsciously afraid that he would be rejected by Song Xiangran.

If Song Xiangran refused, wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet again in the future?

Thinking like this, Fang Qingming felt that it was better not to take further measures.

"I said Qingming, you like other girls, so you have to let people know, right?" Zhang Yu suddenly felt that Fang Qingming was full of grinding and chirping in dealing with emotional problems.

"What if she rejects me?" Fang Qingming sighed helplessly and said, "After being rejected, wouldn't it be embarrassing to look up and not see what you looked down?"

"But if you don't say it, she doesn't know what you mean, so what's the next step to talk about?" Zhang Yu felt that he could be a matchmaker part-time, and he began to worry about other people's love lives.

But Fang Qingming still hesitated: "What about after being rejected?"

"Do you think it's so easy for a girl to be with you? Zhang Yu felt that his mouth was about to be broken, but at this moment, Fang Qingming seemed a little cringe.

Fang Qingming, who was cowering like this, was really not like the man who looked a little fake and serious on weekdays, but was very arrogant in his bones.

However, from another angle, such Fang Qingming is a bit like stepping off the altar, and he seems to be much more down-to-earth.

"I ...... But I don't know how to pursue girls. Fang Qingming frowned slightly, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

Zhang Yu leaned closer, looked at Fang Qingming and said, "Qingming, did I tell you that you are so good-looking, standing there, there will be a bunch of girls rushing over?"

"You didn't say it, but it's a fact, I know. Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and pushed Zhang Yu's face away.

"You're really contradictory, narcissistic for a while, and inferior for the next. Zhang Yu said amusefully and angrily, "Then you are so good, standing in front of Song Xiangran, why would she not accept you?"

Fang Qingming was stunned, he had never thought about this problem.

For a long time, there have been girls who pursue Fang Qingming, there are all types, gentle and virtuous, enthusiastic and lively. But because Fang Qingming was really cold, he didn't do it in the end.

After really realizing that Song Xiangran was the girl he liked, Fang Qingming realized that he didn't really tell others that he didn't have any yearning for love, but he hadn't met the person who made him full of longing for love.

Now that he finally met it, Fang Qingming wanted to back down again.

Seeing that Fang Qingming was silent at every turn, Zhang Yu couldn't help it, and took advantage of another traffic light to stretch out his hand and flick Fang Qingming's head.

Fang Qingming turned his head painfully and glared at Zhang Yu.

"Qingming, you weren't like this before, you were distracted at every turn. Zhang Yu clasped his hands to his chest and pursed the corners of his mouth.

"Octopus, why didn't I find out before, you love gossip at every turn?" Not to be outdone, Fang Qingming glanced at Zhang Yu.

This sentence choked Zhang Yu, and he half said loudly: "Isn't this not to see that you have been alone for many years and worry about you for the rest of your life." "

After packing the food from the restaurant, the sunset was long gone, and the sky gradually faded from a faint purple to a deeper and deeper color.

And the most surprising thing is that in a corner of the sky, there is a faint light, which is the afterimage of the sunset.

Looking at that beam of light, Fang Qingming couldn't help but smile and said, "Zhang Yu, Song Xiangran, she, is just like that beam of light." "

Zhang Yu looked at Fang Qingming in confusion, and found that he was staring in a certain direction, so he looked in that direction, and a faint light was hidden in an inconspicuous corner of the purple sky, and it seemed that if he was not careful, that beam of light would disappear.

"At the moment when the sky began to fall silent, the sunset had not yet had time to leave, leaving the most beautiful light in an inconspicuous corner. But as soon as you discover it, you will understand that not everyone has the opportunity to meet such a beautiful light. "

"Song Xiangran, she is light. "

The sudden words caught Zhang Yu off guard, he always knew that although Fang Qingming had gone to the barracks and worked hard for many years, his heart had always been delicate and gentle.

And Fang Qingming's words, Zhang Yu also understood very well, that is, Song Xiangran was a precious gift to Fang Qingming, he was reluctant, and he didn't dare to open it easily, for fear that the bamboo basket would be empty.

Zhang Yu lowered his head, and the girl in the white dress appeared in his mind again, she just smiled at him unconsciously, but such a casual look was a glimpse for Zhang Yu at that time.

"Qingming, do you remember when we were teenagers, I had a crush on a girl?" Zhang Yu said, sniffing.

Fang Qingming thought for a while, nodded and said, "Remember, didn't you become an unrequited love?"

"That's not the point, okay!" Zhang Yuqiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes and show Fang Qingming.

"At that time, I didn't get fat when I was an adolescent, and everyone around me loved to laugh at me, but she was the only one who would smile at me when she saw me," Zhang Yu seemed to recall that smile again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "She likes to wear white dresses so much, like an angel, she came to me like that." "

"I remembered that you were going to confess, and then you found out that the girl was with someone you liked, and you were crying and saying that you were going to get drunk, and you poured a bottle of beer. Fang Qingming smiled and nodded.

At that time, Fang Qingming was still a very ignorant boy, and he didn't know anything about emotions and other things, so he seemed to make fun of Zhang Yu, and felt that it was unnecessary to be sad and sad for a woman.

But time is like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, feng shui takes turns, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for Fang Qingming to toss and turn and can't sleep at night for Song Xiangran.

At this moment, Fang Qingming can be regarded as somewhat understanding the mood of those who were sad for love at that time.

Zhang Yu glanced at Fang Qingming, and then said: "Although I didn't confess, and I wasn't rejected by her, I feel that if I don't say it, it has become an eternal knot in my heart." "

"Do you still regret it?"

"I liked it at the time, I didn't confess it at the time, and regret has always haunted me. "

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