8. If love is so sad
"I said, just come here alone?" Yang Fan asked.
She fell asleep. β
"What do you do first?"
"Drink cold beer!"
They drove to the beach, took a case of cold beer out of the trunk, and drank it on the beach, feeling impeccably comfortable in the sea breeze.
"What is the relationship between you and Siluo?" Yang Fan asked.
"Friendship, friends for many years, how did you meet?" said Wan Feng.
"I once sent a friend's child to her training institute to sign up. She feels very kind and patiently answers parents' questions. What I like most about listening to her speak, the smile on her face slowly shows as she speaks, the kind of smile that has a curve. β
Wan Feng didn't speak, but listened carefully.
They threw the empty beer cans into the sea, and let the drifting bottles drift and drift on the sea.
At the time of the study, the two of them once drank too much and directly crashed the curb side.
However, the top priority is to pay the roadside maintenance fee to the transportation bureau in one year with interest.
"Siluo is here, you don't know? It's been so many years since you met, and how did you get in touch with her?"
Yang Fan stroked his head, although he had a lot of questions to ask, he had to admit that he hadn't asked the answer he wanted to know the most.
"I didn't know, and then suddenly I got in touch. "To answer is to not answer.
"So you're not boyfriend and girlfriend, and the last time I heard you mention your fiancΓ©e, I'm so stupid, I thought ......"
Wan Feng raised the mobile phone in his hand and said what was good.
Yang Fan snorted: "You come to be a matchmaker, Siluo has never accepted me, and I also wrote a long love letter to her, I feel incredible, I can still write at this age." β
"You like her, no, she's the best girl, I'm afraid you'll hurt her. Wan Feng leaned on the beach with her head in her hands, and looked at her old friend helplessly, "I'm not supposed to be this matchmaker." β
"You wouldn't be a ...... in normal times" Yang Fan looked at him and asked bluntly, "Then I have no hope and let her refuse." β
Wan Feng's eyes darkened, and he didn't answer and asked, "Have you confessed?"
Yang Fan nodded, looked at Wan Feng's face, and sighed: "It seems that I am wishful thinking to the end." Before she gave me a heavy blow, how could I be completely sober?"
"Did Siluo talk to you about her before?" Wan Feng said lightly.
"No, never...... I always thought she was an orphan......"
"She's not alone. Wan Feng looked at him with a calm face, "She is very kind, so she chose to be alone in a place." No, it should be said, she wants to live simply. β
Yang Fan looked at Wan Feng in a daze, "You know her so well?"
He took a bite of grilled fish and a mouthful of green vegetables, and asked rhetorically without even looking at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan pondered for a while, and then said, "Actually, don't look at her so strong, very cute usually. β
Yang Fan looked at him, and Wan Feng continued to eat and drink.
"Then I'll tell you more about her. β
He put down his chopsticks and began to say:
"She has a sweet tooth. β
"I can also write novels and poems, but I haven't read her novels either. β
"She likes to be in a daze and stay alone quietly. β
"How?"
"I think it's still the same as the Siluo I used to know. He replied as he thought that Siluo was still alone in the hotel, and it wouldn't be half on the ground again.
Yang Fan thought about it for a long time.
"I ask you, how did you know each other before, and what happened to her?"
"Well, it's a long story. It's going to take a long time, but you still don't know it, maybe it's good for Siluo, and if you want to talk about it, she will tell you in person. β
The owner walked over and placed a plate of freshly cooked dishes in front of them.
She didn't like to talk about that, and she shook her head when she asked, or a quiet expression. β
"Then don't ask. β
Yang Fan shook his head in confusion.
"She seems to have a magical power, but I am curious and I can't understand it. β
After Yang Fan said this, he called out another case of beer, poured the beer into the cup, and shrank back again into deep thought.
"I asked her out every day for a month, and promised to have dinner with me twice at most. Yang Fan said: "Usually girls don't refuse me like this, brother, as soon as I drove the Porsche's car, the girls' eyes lit up." But Siluo is very different, I have to drive to pick her up, but she has to take the subway. β
"That's her, yes. β
"Also, I don't accept gifts or anything. The more this happens, the more confused I become...... When she came to Qingshi, she has always been alone. β
"She's such a personality, but it's not good for her. β
"yes. ...... Can you believe it? Why bother to treat yourself like this, you don't want to die alone?"
"I'm afraid so. β
"I don't appreciate it. She's just living in her own world, and it's a waste. β
Wan Feng nodded.
"If I were a girl, it would be different. β
"For example?"
Yang Fan flicked the beer glass back and forth with his fingertips, thinking.
"If I were a girl, if I were Siluo, I would enjoy life, fall in love when I should be in love, and play when I should play. She was so quiet, beautiful alone. It is more suitable for the kind of ladies in ancient times, the kind of sister Lin. β
"Sister Lin?"
"I still want to drop a sister Lin from the sky to my yard, but Siluo, Siluo just doesn't accept me. β
Wan Feng took a sip of beer and said with a smile:
"You're reading a novel. β
"Honestly, listen up. Then, the two of us saved her and made her feel the beauty of the world. β
"You enlighten her concept of love, talk about her future destination, hobbies, travel food, bags and cosmetics, and so on. and the matter of succession ......"
"Wait, where can this be? β
Yang Fan groaned:
"She came out of the world of words, I asked her in the autumn, saying that she should not live in the book, but how could she be in a good mood, why is it always like this, I hide her deep in my heart, I want to ask her if she wants to, accompany me to the earth, this time I can confess to her like this, right?"
"That's how your love letter is written. Wan Feng couldn't listen anymore, and shook her head with a smile.
"Thinking about it, I don't even know how to say it, whether I'm very literate. I said that such a confession would not move her, it is better to drink beer here, but it is just wishful thinking. But I just like her. β
Yang Fan paused for a moment and took a sip of beer, "She heard me say this, and it is estimated that she will ignore me for the rest of her life, me, I wrote that love letter to her last time." I waited for a long time, and she didn't reply for a long time to refuse my date, maybe naΓ―ve. β
"Is her mood hard to understand?"
"But it's hard for anyone to get into her heart, maybe for a lifetime. Wan Feng said.