Gradually drifting away and gradually without books, the water is wide and the fish sink where to ask.

....

This kind of sweet state has been maintained by the two for a long time, far longer than the three-month sweet period of ordinary people.

When she was sick, he anxiously took her to the hospital in the middle of the night.

When he was tired, she learned to massage him, and she just wanted to make him comfortable.

When you travel, it's like a honeymoon at a time.

When there is nothing to do, in the home of the two, she quietly looks at the computer, and he reads quietly, silent is better than sound.

She knew he had migraines, so she asked her friend again and again if there was anything she could do to relieve them.

He knew that she liked Chinese food, so he was reading a lot of recipes, even if he didn't need them at work, even if it would take the little leisure time left.

During that time, she didn't go out to drink, and he was willing to spend time with her and her friends.

It's a pity that there are not only sweet things in love, but also the run-in of life and trivial chores.

I don't know when it started, Fang Qing felt as if he didn't love himself anymore, and when he saw the coldness in his eyes, he went out to get together with his friends again.

The demons are planted and grow unconsciously.

Chu Nange didn't know when it would start, he felt that the two of them were a little unsuitable, and he didn't know what to do.

She's a hilarious person.

He's a cold guy.

So day after day, the estrangement between the two gradually increased, and the two people gradually drifted apart, until the water was wide and the fish sank, and there was no one to ask, or they didn't want to ask anymore.

Sitting on the purple sofa under the cold light, Chu Nange looked at Fang Qing with an angry face, and asked helplessly, "Xiaoqing, how about we talk seriously?"

After snorting coldly, Fang Qing looked at the person who had always been calm and soft, closed his eyes and lay on the sofa for a long time, waiting until his anger subsided a little, and then asked, "What do you want to talk about?" I don't think there's anything to say at the moment. ”

Handing over a glass of water, Chu Nange said softly: "Anger can't solve the problem, you said that if I don't want to go out with you, don't go out, but the problem is that you don't like it if you go, and you don't like it if you don't go, so should I go?"

"It's not that you like it or not, but what's the matter with you sitting in the corner all the time? Be a quiet beautiful man?"

"But I really don't have much to say. ”

"You know what they ask me? Ask me if you look down on them, don't want to talk to them, drink with them. ”

Chu Nange felt that Fang Qing seemed to be angry again, and motioned for her to calm down for a while before he said softly: "I don't have many words, and I haven't been playing for too long, I can't keep up, what outsiders think, it shouldn't have an impact on us." ”

"That's my friend! Just like you and He Shuhuan. ”

"Okay, then what do you say I should do to be satisfied. ”

"Think to yourself, do you still want me to teach you these things? Skip those don't say, I always feel that you don't love me anymore, looking at me in your eyes, and not how enthusiastic you are. ”

Under the smoky lamp, Chu Nange, dressed in civilian clothes and barefoot, looked at Fang Qing blankly, "Love?

"What is love?"

"I can't tell clearly, I can't feel it anyway, I feel that you and He Shuhuan are happier with them than with me. ”

“......。 ”

In the back and forth of the noisy words, they often end up in nothing, and then they are relatively speechless.

Sometimes even the two of them don't know what they're talking about, what they're saying.

Because in just those few things, Chu Nange couldn't change himself, or he didn't want to change for Fang Qing.

And Fang Qing couldn't change herself, and she didn't want to change for Chu Nange.

Chu Nange was too calm, no matter how angry Fang Qing was, he would just wait quietly and listen, until her anger began to recede, and then he slowly spoke.

In fact, Fang Qing wished that he could hold her when she was angry, or lose his temper once.

It's a pity that every time he comes to such a time, he always looks at it from a distance and doesn't get close, and he talks as if everything is light.

Fang Qing sometimes felt that if the two really broke up, Chu Nange would be the same as now.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, as if nothing is a thing.

Someone said that it is easy to fall in love, but it is difficult to get along.

This sentence is used to describe Chu Nange and Fang Qing, which is just right.

In this regard, Chu Nange saw it very clearly.

But the more he understood, the heavier his loneliness became.

The colder the person becomes,

More and more like a boat in the middle of the sea,

looked around coldly,

Look at the empty sea.

Listening to the steady breathing sound coming from beside him, Chu Nange opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in the dark night, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, he suddenly remembered a thing that seemed appropriate,

It seems like an inappropriate word.

Same bed, different dreams.

Sharing a bed but a different dream.

On the second day of his deep sleep, Fang Qing carefully got up, looked at Chu Nange in his sleep, looked at the person who was smiling even in his sleep, gently put his lips on his face, and whispered again.

"I love you. ”

Most of the time they had different schedules, just as he had slept for two to three hours when she got up to go to work.

Fang Qing didn't know if she looked good when she fell asleep, and she didn't know if Chu Nange would talk to herself.

But as long as he spends the night at his house,

She would kiss him every day when she got up,

Say I love you.

Fang Qing felt that Chu Nange in his sleep was really attractive, there were no lonely eyes, only a faint smile, as if he had dreamed of something beautiful.

It was only then that she felt that he was really beside her.

Accompany yourself,

It's a real existence.

It's a pity that he is not a sleeping princess, he will not sleep forever, and there are no fairy tales in reality.

He was so cold when he opened his eyes,

So light,

It's almost ruthless.

This is Fang Qing's feeling for Chu Nange after falling in love.

In the ticking time, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching Chu Nange pull the quilt, Fang Qing, who was deflated when he woke up, smiled softly, but he was a little sad when he thought about it.

She knew that there was a rift between them, and she wanted to repair it but couldn't do anything about it, and she even thought that she would lose him in the near future.

With a little sad face, he muttered and asked, "Nange, do you love me...?"

There was no response in the calm air, because the one who was supposed to hear it couldn't hear it, so of course there was no response.

Kissing the sleeping man lightly again, Fang Qing took a deep breath, secretly cheered for herself in her heart, and lightly prepared to go to work.

No matter what, life has to go on, and work still exists.

After Fang Qing went out, Chu Nange, who was still sleeping on the bed, didn't know what had happened, and didn't get up dimly until it was time to go to work.

In a person's house, he handles everything quietly, and then goes out to start a new day of life in the flow of people.