Half an hour later, Xiao Bohan and their group of 7, 8 people, with two cars, all the way out of Liulin City, on the highway to Qinghua City, this city and Bac Giang Province between a province, is a provincial capital city, ghost hands in the selection of entourage, deliberately found several brothers who can drive, so this road almost did not stop, except for eating, refueling, the rest of the time is in a hurry, Xiao Bohan alone in the back seat of the car, as if sleeping not sleeping, along the way rarely said anything to the ghost hand in the front row, the ghost hand also constantly observed Xiao Bohan from the rearview mirror, see him even if his eyes are closed, still frowning, worried, and the ghost hand did not dare to disturb Xiao Bohan easily.

Xiao Bohan is in a very heavy mood now, and his greatest hope is that his judgment and premonition are wrong, even if he runs for nothing this time, it is a relief for him.

He also has to worry about what he will do when he faces his sister if this prediction is correct? For men and women in love, Xiao Bohan can still understand their mood to some extent, but the problem is that his sister and Geng Rong must not be together, this is not Xiao Bohan's domineering or dictatorship, let alone that he wants to show the majesty of his parents, he understands Geng Rong's situation better, don't look at the current Geng Rong is still beautiful in Hong Kong, but it is all short-lived splendor, a person who has many murders, he will be punished one day, and his sister is different, she still has a future, and there is still a long way to go.

But if she forcibly separates them like this, will my sister be sad about this, will she blame herself? I think it will, maybe not only to blame herself, but she will also hate herself, but what can she do? I can only do this, even if she can't forgive herself, I still have to do this, let her be sad, let her hate herself, it is better than ruining her life.

Xiao Bohan was firm in his thoughts, and people didn't have too many worries, he looked up at the winter scenery outside the car window, all the way to Pingchuan, very much like North China, but full of green, just emerging wheat sprouts to the yellow earth covered with a layer of green veil.

Two peasant women in the field, who had just harvested their crops, stood next to the bulging fertilizer pockets, watching their cars rush by.

An old lady on the ridge, on crutches, sitting, also quietly looking at her car, is this a kind of spice for their leisure afternoon life?

The ashes left behind by the burned straw pile, the pale blue smoke of the burning straw pile, the haystacks that have not yet burned, and the little white houses that stand here and there in the fields. A few lonely poplars, their leaves gone, a few white goats, a flock here and there, a gray-brown bird's nest on the bare branches. Xiao Bohan leaned on the comfortable seat, the music flowed down the eardrums into his heart, quietly glanced out of the glass window, so that the mood also had a pulse, the pale yellow leaves, swaying with the wind, farmland, meadows, villages, with different spaces occupy a corner of the city, the winter hues always make people melancholy, the four seasons reincarnate, change and growth quietly.

The breeze swept through the winter, swept through the city, swept through the village, swept over Xiao Bohan's chest, he sighed, in fact, the people outside the car window are also doing well, there is no strife, no pressure, no life-and-death struggle, this kind of life I really want to have, but unfortunately, my own path is destined to never have that opportunity.

The car was still running, Xiao Bohan's heart was also swaying in the ups and downs, the sky was getting dark, and the person driving in front of him had changed his ghost hand, Xiao Bohan seemed to be asleep until the car drove into Qinghua City and drove to the gate of Xiao Yuning's school.

At this time, it was already the second half of the night, the ghost hand stopped the car, and Qin Hanshui also stopped the car behind, ran over and sat in Xiao Bohan's car, and said, "Mr. Xiao, what should we do next?"

Xiao Bohan is now very sober, he looked at the long iron railing under the light at the entrance of the university, and said, "Let's wait here, everyone squint in the car for a while, turn on the alarm clock of the mobile phone, and get up at 7 o'clock." ”

Ghost Hand and Qin Hanshui looked at the time, there were no more hours, they took out their mobile phones together, put the alarm clock on it, and Ghost Hand said, "Why don't we move the car to the back to the point, it's too conspicuous." ”

The ghost hand already understood Xiao Bohan's move, so he began to think about every detail of the next step.

Xiao Bohan nodded and said, "Okay, according to what you said, I can't be completely sure of my hunch yet, so it's dawn and we're working on the next steps." ”

The ghost hand stretched out his head and made a backward gesture to the car behind, and both cars slowly retreated to the tree dozens of meters away from the school gate, and everyone turned off the lights and rested in the car.

Xiao Bohan was not too sleepy, he squinted a few times intermittently on the road, he had something in his heart, and he couldn't sleep well, and now he looked at the dark night, alone in a daze, he had a strong desire for the first time, that is, it was best for his own inference to be a mistake.

After a long time of loneliness, Xiao Bohan thought of some other things, and then I don't know how, I thought of Su Manqian, thinking of Su Manqian, Xiao Bohan had a pain in his heart, he once thought that he would not feel distressed for Su Manqian, thinking that the distressed touch had left, but it really touched his soul. Xiao Bohan believes that some people need money, some people need power, and some people's needs are varied, but what they need is love, a sincere feeling, to be an intellectual person with multiple feelings of love and hatred.

When he and Su Manqian began to distance themselves until they no longer contacted each other, Xiao Bohan was still numb at first, because he had fallen asleep because of the pain, but then, after a short time, Xiao Bohan felt that there was a steel needle pierced in his heart, and there was a bleeding sound, and the dripping blood turned into icicles, one by one, one by one, and he was pierced in horror. Xiao Bohan found that he missed Su Manqian more often, whenever he was lonely, all the space was full of Su Manqian's shadow, all her words, all her thoughts. Every thought, every thought, even every action, her voice will inexplicably penetrate inexplicably, and there is nowhere to escape.

No one is perfect, and nothing is perfect, but Xiao Bohan still longs for the kind of fate that has two people together, and being able to embrace each other is a realm, a realm of spiritual communication.

I and Su Manqian have met each other, fallen in love, and loved each other until the end, but they can't stay together all the time, what they get is not a blessing but a raw pain, and the pain that keeps twisting their hearts into a ball. The feeling of distress is something that a ruthless and desireless person cannot experience, and it is also a money slave

What you can't have is also not something that the powerful and powerful can understand. The distressed feeling can only be obtained by these true, good, and sincere people who use their own lives, their souls, and their sensitive and fragile emotions to keep seeking.

Xiao Bohan just got this pain, he slowly narrowed his eyes, let his sadness and distress flow all the time, he didn't want to stop this painful feeling.

It was dawn, and before the ghost hand remembered their alarm clock, Xiao Bohan had already gotten out of the car, and held it in the car for many hours, Xiao Bohan, who was standing on the ground, felt that he was a little trance, and his steps were unsteady, he walked back and forth beside the car for a while, the cold air came to his face, he moved his arms on the one hand, and he was much more sober on the other.

The people in the car got up one after another, standing by the car together, Xiao Bohan looked at the snacks that had opened on the side of the road, and said to everyone, "Let's eat something." ”

Qin Hanshui and the ghost hand both nodded in agreement, and the ghost hand said, "You go eat first, but you have to move faster, and I will stay here for a while." ”

Xiao Bohan also agreed, saying: "Okay, everyone, don't be polite, leave the ghost hand for a while, and everyone else will eat." ”

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Xiao Bohan took the lead.

Before I got to the breakfast stall, I heard "Hey, sir, do you want a bowl?" an aunt shouted.

I saw her wearing a gray dress, an apron stained with oil, a pair of hands full of frostbite, holding a clip, rolling the fritters in the oil pot, although the aunt screamed so hard, but not many people came to buy her things, her sad eyes, looking at her cart, and looking at the passers-by.

Xiao Bohan felt that she was so hard! In the cold wind, standing all the time, shouting, Xiao Bohan ran to the aunt's side, and the aunt immediately seemed to see the sunshine after the rain, her mood changed from cloudy to sunny, and asked, "Do you want to come a little?"

Xiao Bohan nodded and said, "Let's have a bowl of soy milk and a few more fritters."

Auntie's mood got better again, and she was busy filling fritters and making soy milk for Xiao Bohan and them.

Xiao Bohan asked his aunt, "How long have you been selling these things?"

"It's been a few years!" said the aunt as she was busy.

"In a few years, you can open a small shop!"

The aunt said: "Alas, the cost of small shops is high, and now I only need to go to the vegetable market to buy something to do business." ”

Xiao Bohan sighed and asked, "What about your child?"

"My children have all gone to work, and the salary is not much, I just want to be able to support themselves!"

"Ah, what a great mother's love!" thought to himself.

Xiao Bohan and the others ate quickly, they were afraid of delaying the time, after eating early, Qin Hanshui opened the wallet and took out a 50 yuan bill, which made the aunt who sold snacks very embarrassed, she had just opened not long ago, and there was not so much change to look for, she said: "Or you are making up for it, see if there is any change." ”

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