A woman is a very strange "creature" with moodiness that even the world's most accurate computer cannot detect! The most intuitive feeling is the fickleness of personality. The answer is no, which is a good illustration of a woman's unpredictable character.

The bright moon is as clear as water, drawing a smooth ripple in the distant night, pouring down, with the loftiness and tranquility of a landscape painting, and giving light and heat a sentimentality.

Liu Qinghan listened to Chen Yufeng's narration quietly, she could clearly feel the pain in Chen Yufeng's heart at this time, and that feeling was undoubtedly heartbreaking.

"I feel like I'm a scumbag and I've failed her feelings. I've promised her an accurate answer after high school, but I've broken my word!I'm such a fucking bastard!" Chen Yufeng's pained look made the darkness of this world even deeper, painfully depressing.

Liu Qinghan looked up at the only ray of moonlight left in the darkness, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Although she felt uncomfortable with Chen Yufeng mentioning another woman in front of her, she had no way out at this time. Since the road is chosen by oneself, it is necessary to go on without fear of hardships.

"Why don't I talk to her?"

Liu Qinghan's sudden burst out of this sentence made Chen Yufeng completely shocked. Although he has experienced a lot of things in the past four months, he still maintains a respectful attitude towards women. And Liu Qinghan's words made Chen Yufeng puzzled, aren't women all selfish?

Liu Qinghan knew what Chen Yufeng's stunned expression represented, so he said with a smile: "Women are indeed selfish, especially when facing feelings. However, when a woman's feelings for her lover outweigh everything else, this is not a thing. ”

Chen Yufeng was dumbfounded, and he couldn't respond for a long time. After a long while, Chen Yufeng spit out two words:

"Whatever you want. ”

……

Due to the last incident, Xia Zhihan almost cut off contact with Chen Yufeng, even if the two are at the same table, it is just the most ordinary classmate relationship, and it is not enough to describe their relationship with freezing point.

Chen Yufeng came to the classroom as usual, looking at Xia Zhihan's lonely shadow, his heart felt as if he was stuck by something, and his heart ached.

Chen Yufeng sat silently in his position, silently taking out the textbook to review, but Xia Zhihan never looked at him squarely. The time before the college entrance examination is getting shorter and shorter, and there is not much time left for Chen Yufeng.

This is a Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher is an old man in a tunic suit, who has become the most respected object in the class with his title of professor and profound experience.

The old professor gently pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then said to the class: "Students, you must have all learned the lesson of "Pu Jia". 'The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. This is a yearning for a beautiful love, but it illustrates the sadness and loss of being worthy. ”

The old professor paused, and then changed his serious tone and said: "Now you young people, you always like to fall in love without telling your parents and teachers! Maybe you are still young and don't understand, real love is not the same nature as you playing, how can it be like we used to, as long as we identify a person, that is ready to grow old together, and never abandon it for the rest of your life." So, now your task is to study hard, and when you are successful, you will know the true meaning of love. ”

The old professor's words made the whole class feel a little uncomfortable, most of them had boyfriend and girlfriend, but not for the purpose of marriage, but as frivolous as a game flower.

Chen Yufeng kept recalling the words of the old professor in his mind at this time, asking what the situation in the world was, and directly teaching people to live and die. Chen Yufeng never thought that the love he was pursuing was mixed with other ingredients, but the cruel blow brought by reality made him gradually lose his way.

Xia Zhihan's face was as plain as water from beginning to end, like a woman who does not eat fireworks in the world, and abandoned her feelings!

After class, Xia Zhihan left quickly, making Chen Yufeng, who had been sitting in his seat, feel endless sentimentality.

"Maybe it's my love that hurts your love, it seems that everything is my own doing!"

……

Xia Zhihan walked quickly to an extremely secluded place on campus, and finally couldn't control her emotions, tears slowly dripped down her cheeks, how bleak this scene was.

Xia Zhihan is not as strong as she seems on the outside, she is also a woman, and she also has a vulnerable side that belongs to women.

"This ...... Can we talk?"

At this time, a delicate voice sounded in Xia Zhihan's ears. Xia Zhihan sighed, looked at the simple woman like a hibiscus out of the water in front of her, and said, "You are Yufeng's girlfriend, right?"

"Resist the wind?"

Sure enough, Liu Qinghan knew that Xia Zhihan still couldn't forget Chen Yufeng, and she was a little annoyed why she suddenly made this decision, two women serving a husband together?

Liu Qinghan nodded and said, "Well, even so, he still can't forget you." ”

Xia Zhihan was silent for a while, and then said: "After a long time, you will forget it." With the passage of time, everything will disappear, let alone that hazy, illusory feeling?"

Liu Qinghan sensed the sadness in Xia Zhihan's words, and said softly: "This is not suitable for conversation, let's change places." ”

……

When Xia Zhihan came to Natsume's Cafe, she suddenly felt like a world away, she thought of Natsume Soseki, thought of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", thought of Cappuccino, and even thought of the most embarrassing confession!

"Listen to Yufeng, you like this café a lot, so I chose this place. How's it going, is it still to your taste?"

Liu Qinghan dramatically ordered two cups of cappuccino, although this is still a relatively luxurious enjoyment for a working-class family like hers, but now she can't take care of it much.

"It's fine. ”

Xia Zhihan said lightly, she suddenly felt that this café where she usually felt comfortable suddenly felt very embarrassed! Although things are not everything, the bellflower on the windowsill is still brilliant.

"You don't have to worry too much about this kind of thing, some things don't have to be implemented thoroughly, what should be changed is still changed, who makes us all like the same man!" Liu Qinghan showed an innocent smile, which made Xia Zhihan feel a little confused.

"Why do we women have to obey the will of men? Are we not born with the ability to determine our own future? It seems to me that women and men are equal. Xia Zhihan said with some excitement.

Liu Qinghan took two cups of cappuccino from the waiter, handed one to Xia Zhihan, and savored the other cup himself.

"Is this what cappuccino tastes like? It's both sweet and bitter!" Liu Qinghan smiled at the corner of his mouth, like an angel.

Xia Zhihan seemed to think of something, but she couldn't think of it.

"Have you forgotten the meaning of the cappuccino?" Liu Qinghan put down the cappuccino and stared at Xia Zhihan's eyes tightly.

"Boom!"

Xia Zhihan finally remembered, but for some reason, she forgot.

Cappuccino is a sorrow that hurts to the bones! Sweet, happy, giving, reporting, wishing, praying, honest, kind, innocent, lovely, but also loving, hurting, and hurting......

The bellflowers on the windowsill are still brilliant.