Wen Feng was startled, immediately jumped up from the sofa, and hurriedly pressed the switch on the wall, Seeing that it was Yang Lu, he breathed a sigh of relief. She was sitting on the floor with her legs in her hands, her head bowed and leaning on the back of the couch on her side.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I don't want to sleep, it's tomorrow when I sleep, can you give me a cigarette?"

"You don't smoke!"

Yang Lu immediately got up, picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, smoked one out of it, and hurriedly picked up the lighter to light the cigarette.

She took a puff and coughed violently. Yang Lu doesn't know how to smoke at first glance, especially not like Zhao Liang.

"Why are you doing this?" Wen Feng said with a frown, he wanted to snatch the cigarette from her hand, but he didn't.

"yes, why bother?" Yang Lu casually agreed.

She inhaled again, this time more than the one she had just had, and coughed even harder.

"Enough!" Wen Feng shouted, he couldn't stand it anymore, rushed over and grabbed the cigarette from her hand and threw it on the ground, stomping it out with his foot.

When Yang Lu was snatching the cigarette, he accidentally saw a long blood mark on the back of Wen Feng's hand, which was the scratch left by the fight just now.

"What's wrong with your hand!?" Yang Lu didn't care that the cigarette in his hand would burn him, and grabbed his hand.

"It's nothing to do with you!Don't me with me!Stay away from me!" Wen Feng shook off her hand and said, "I'm annoyed when I see you!"

Yang Lu raised her head and looked at Wen Feng deeply for a long time, then closed her eyes and exhaled a breath, turned around and returned to the bedroom, simply cleaned up, came out with her own things, and walked in front of Wen Feng with her head down.

Last year, you broke up if you wanted to, and now you still want to leave? How can it be so easy? Thinking of this, Wen Feng took a few steps in a row, stretched out his hand and closed the door that had been opened, Yang Lu turned around and stared at him expressionlessly.

Her clear eyes were full of tears, and Wen Feng approached her and approached her until he forced her to the door and couldn't retreat.

He hugged Yang Lu's *** and kissed it resolutely.

Yang Lu kicked him with her foot, and the hard toe of her shoes hurt his calf, and at the same time pushed him, and said vaguely, "I..... Yes...... ..... away from you Far away, ....." and Wen Feng sealed her lips again, so that she couldn't even squeeze out a word, his movements became more urgent, and all his thoughts during this period swept him like a flood of beasts, and he was indulged in the narrow space at this door.

Yang Lu's body became softer and softer, and with a "snap", the bag fell to the ground...... Later, two small hands hooked Wen Feng's neck, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Wen Feng bent down, carried Yang Lu to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and kissed her again. This beautiful girl who has been haunted by countless dreams for more than nine months, this beautiful girl who has given him countless laughs and pains is under him at this moment.......

That night, Wen Feng loved each other again and again, as if tomorrow would be the day of the destruction of the earth. If before the world disappears, all people will look at their beloved affectionately, and on that night, they look at each other over and over again, and each time they look at it, they rekindle themselves. In the end, Wen Feng tiredly hugged the girl he loved and fell asleep. This night, he slept so well, he didn't even have a dream, where would he still dream? Because everything in the dream was in his arms.......

When I woke up, I didn't know what time it was, but when I reached out and touched it, Yang Lu was not around. He put his right arm on the door of his head and froze, and accidentally saw something on the back of his hand? He raised his arm high, and the blood stain last night was covered with five or six band-aids, all of which had already scabbed, would it still be useful? What if it was a scar in his heart? Can it still be restored if it was pasted on?

Does this grandson of Fang Bo have the ability to predict the future? It really came in handy, and it seemed that he wanted to thank him.

What is this? Is my cousin talking about a revival of old feelings? Or am I not a good horse? Do good horses come back and eat two mouthfuls of delicious grass? Hey, or is it more appropriate to explain that he is drunk and disorderly?

Wen Feng shouted, "Yang Lu!"

He heard footsteps, Yang Lu leaned over to see him wake up, smiled and said, "Get up! Wash up and have lunch!"

Isn't it lunch? Wen Feng looked at the time, it was half past twelve, not what to eat for lunch, and suddenly his stomach rumbled.

As soon as he got out of bed, he felt sore all over, so he joked to himself in his heart that the level of fatigue from the heavy physical work of this night was about to catch up with the 25,000-mile long march.

After washing, Yang Lu took out two dishes and put them on the coffee table - fried cucumbers with eggs and fried broccoli, Wen Feng vaguely felt that this dish was the same as what Yang Lu made here two years ago, but there was still one less steamed fish and pork ribs.

He deliberately pretended to be confused and said, "I've been tired all night, and just these two dishes have sent me away?"

Yang Lu ignored him, and brought out two more dishes from the kitchen, sure enough, it was steamed fish and pork ribs, just like he thought of it, is this going to start anew?

"Uncle Wen, this is all right, right?"

“………”

Wen Feng was in a good mood, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and devoured three bowls of rice. During the meal, Yang Lu told him that she had interned at a vocational high school in the East Fourth Ring Road. The two people who were in the hospital that day were the school's vice principal and a teacher. Since Q University only asked students to vacate the dormitory at the end of June, they can still live there for a few days, and after graduation, they will move to the dormitory of the vocational and technical school.

With the tenderness of last night's veins, there were more words between Wen Feng and Yang Lu, and the estrangement seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

As they walked on the road, Wen Feng remembered the number and asked, "Did you call me before?"

"Well, just wanted to hear your voice. ”

Yang Lu suddenly stopped, turned to look at him and said softly, "After being separated for so long, do you miss me?"

Wen Feng just wanted to speak, she reached out to cover his mouth and said with a smile: "I want to hear lies." ”

Yang Lu actually learned what he said last time, Wen Feng smiled and said, "I don't want you!"

Yang Lu took two steps back and asked with a smile, "Do you miss me?"

"I don't want you!"

Yang Lu took a few steps back again, put her hands to her mouth and shouted crisply: "Do you miss me?"

Wen Feng also followed her example and shouted: "I don't want you!

"I don't want you either.....!"

They were shouting on the street as if no one was around, and the expressions on their faces were so happy and happy, which did not match what they shouted at all. provoked the surrounding passers-by to look sideways, and the older people were wondering what young people are singing now?

Wen Feng watched Yang Lu happily disappear into the subway, there was something he didn't ask Yang Lu, it was about her and the four-eyed chicken, because Yang Lu didn't take the initiative to mention it, and he didn't want to sting his heart full of scars anymore, but he faintly felt in his heart that this matter was not over, because he hadn't really taken revenge yet.......