"Got off work, right? Let's have a meal together, right? Yuri's deep, nice voice rang on the other end of the line. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huh? I...... I still have some work to do, and I'm going to leave work late. I don't know why, instinctively refused.

"If the power goes out, can I still work overtime?"

I looked around in amazement: "Are you in our company?" ”

"Well, it's at the gate of the park, I've been waiting for you for a while."

"Isn't it? How do you know I'm going to work overtime tonight? "My heart was beating a little faster.

"It's not difficult to guess this, after taking such a long vacation, on the first night, it's hard for you to not work overtime like you." Yuri's voice was distinctly smiling.

"Hey......" I sighed, "I'm so tired of dealing with a counselor." ”

Hanging up the phone, Sister Hui looked at me and smiled slyly, "Boyfriend? ”

"No, friend." I replied in a curt.

In the distance, I saw Yuri leaning against the car with his hands in his pockets, the moonlight shining on his body, the wind blowing his white shirt puffing back, and he kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. I can't help but sigh, such a picture, I don't know how many little girls have ever been lustful in their dreams, right? It smells like it's all hormones. "If it weren't for Manji's father, I guess it would be hard for me not to fall in love with him, right?" I thought to myself silently, then shook my head and patted my face guiltily.

Approaching, Yuri looked up at me. Actually, I'm only shoulder-high, maybe looking at me doesn't look up. He smiled, but didn't speak first.

I was a little overwhelmed, so I had to break the silence first: "You came here to wait for me, do you want to see me?" "I regret it as soon as I say it, my God, what am I talking about? Originally, I just wanted to pretend to be humorous and ridiculed, but when I said it, it was a completely different taste. I guess at the moment, my nervous face is red.

Yuri's eyes were full of smiles, he looked relaxed, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise, why wait so long to see the moon?" ”

My heart was pounding. What the heck? It's annoying! I suppressed my irregular breathing, tilted my head, and said arrogantly, "Aren't you going yet?" Continue to bask in the moon? ”

Yuri smiled and opened the car door.

What a laughing guy!

He drove the car, I sat in the passenger seat, and I was relatively silent all the way, I looked at what he wanted to say, but I couldn't say anything, so I had to don't look over and look at the scenery outside the window.

"Squeak." The car stopped, and I looked back in surprise and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?" What to stop at the beach? ”

But I saw him take out a big bag from the back row like a trick, "Do you mind accompanying me to eat a bento at the beach?" ”

"Huh?"

After saying that, he turned around and got out of the car, turned around and called, "Don't come down yet?" ”

Ah? Is this playing with me in the style of a domineering president? I reluctantly got out of the car.

Finding a comfortable place, we sat down. Curious, I took a lunch box out of the bag, opened the lid, and laughed out loud. I saw that inside the box, there was a rice ball in the shape of a pig.

"Cute, isn't it?" My tears of laughter came out, "Is there any mistake, in youth dramas, girls make piggy rice balls for boys, which one are you singing?" The flirting technique is too pure, right? Hahaha...... "I laughed to myself, and after the laughter was over, I realized that Yuri was eating a bento quietly with a blank face. I immediately realized that I had been so self-righteous that I got carried away and didn't care about it.

I stopped laughing in embarrassment, holding my lunch box at a loss. After a while, he cautiously asked him, "Did you do it?" It was lovely. ”

Yuri didn't raise his head, and replied indifferently, "How could I possibly do this, I just bought it." ”

But I clearly saw a kind of gambling in my eyes, a childlike look that was completely different from his usual temperament. Scare? Is it because he is too careful, how can he be so naïve? However, I couldn't help but bite off the piglet's ear and pretend to be surprised and exclaimed, "Wow! Why is it so delicious? Where did you buy it? I'm going to buy it next time! Superb! The expression was contrived and the tone was exaggerated, and I was a little disgusted.

Yuri laughed as expected, and although he was still chewing on his own and not speaking, I felt a lot better to see that he was no longer serious.

"Hey, why don't you speak? Aren't the counselors here to talk to the patients? "I am determined to break this strange and "delicate" impasse.

"Who said I treat you like a patient now? Counsellors also want moments of quiet to disconnect themselves from the patient's emotions. He looked at me, and then turned his head to look at the infinite distance of the sea, the silent breath seemed to be an impenetrable diaphragm, so I didn't speak anymore, just sat and looked at the sea in a daze, in fact, I also had a lot of emotions, I wanted to withdraw from it, didn't I?

The two of them sat together in a daze, each combing their own thoughts, it seemed to be a very comfortable way to get along, no one broke this tacit understanding, until the sea breeze blew cold hands and feet, I couldn't help but shiver, Yuri came back to his senses and asked me softly: "It's cold, right?" Let's get back in the car. ”

I nodded busily, and to be honest, I was really a little overwhelmed.

Yuri got up and reached out to pull me, and I suddenly had an indescribable feeling in my heart, was it regret, was it sadness, was it guilt, or what? In just a moment, the feeling disappeared, so much so that I couldn't tell what emotion it was.

"It's okay, I'll get up." I didn't take his hand, I stood up on the sand, patted the sand on my buttocks, and tried to give her a warm smile.

He looked at me quietly for two seconds, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he showed an inclusive smile, put down his hand, and turned to walk towards the car. I hurriedly collected the leftover lunch box bags and chased after them.

Sitting in the car, he opened the sunroof, turned on the music, and a tactful melody flowed out. It's a somewhat sad Cantonese song, a nice female voice sings in a low voice, I only understand one of the lyrics is "When you are weak, you understand arrogance/Not enough to support yourself to watch others dance/Only when you can't afford to love/Then you understand the fun of love/Farewell to the future needs you/It's like a winter night to miss the sweaty weather/Who is with you will admit that I'm jealous/Like seeing that time/Know how to be moved, why bother/Miss you, prophets love you".

"Great, whose song is this?"

"Wei Lan's "Missing You." He said softly.

"Oh."

I didn't know Wei Lan, and I didn't know what to talk about, so I just listened to the song, and clicked my toes with the rhythm.

After two songs, I looked at the time, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and in half an hour, Manji's father should call me to urge me to go back. I secretly thought about it, if Manji's father called me and learned that I didn't work overtime, but was with a beautiful man? Will you be so angry that you will kick up your bike and run over? I imagined him stepping desperately on this cold day, snorting white air from his nose, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuri turned his head to look at me strangely.

I was in a good mood and looked at him teasingly, "Guess? Looking at his speechless face, he danced a ghost dance proudly.

"It's not early, can you take me home?" I asked him.

"Can't!" He said coldly.

Now it's my turn to petrify on the spot. "Why?"

He sighed, said "I'm sorry" from the bottom of his heart, then started the car and walked off.

Looking at his strange behavior, I suddenly became afraid, this counselor is too thoughtful, among the friends I have met, there are few like him, people can't figure it out, yesterday was elegant and humorous, today suddenly asked to meet, completely changed to another version.

In fact, I secretly speculated that the counselor had his own treatment for each patient, and the purpose of asking me out so late was to take the first step to get close to me quietly, and then try to dig into my heart and then treat me after I got acquainted. I'm not a stupid and sweet girl, if I have a handsome guy, I really think of myself as a goddess. But in the current way, how can I not feel approached at all, but as if I was being pushed far away, and I have to take the initiative to approach him myself, please him, and those who need treatment are like him? I was cranky, a little distraught.

At night, I dreamed unconsciously. At first, it seemed that I was riding a bicycle with Manji's father to bask in the moon on the beach, and the moon was so big and round, rising from the sea. We laughed and marveled at the beautiful scenery in front of us, and then Manji's father stopped, stroked my long hair, lowered his head and kissed me deeply. I was immersed in infinite happiness, hugging him tightly and enjoying the sweetness of kissing. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked to find that it was not Manji's father who was kissing, but Yuri. Frightened, I pushed him away, only to see Manji's father standing on the other side with a gloomy face, looking at me coldly. I hurried over to explain it to him, but I was nowhere to be seen, and when I turned around, Yuri was gone, and I was the only one left on the empty beach. The moon was surprisingly large, and it gradually turned blood-red, like a blood-dripping eyeball, and the sea level was full of fog, and many figures loomed in the fog......

I woke up with a shock, my vest was soaked with cold sweat, I thought back to the scene in the dream, and saw Manji's father lying next to me and breathing evenly, I let out a long sigh of relief and hugged Manji's father tightly. Manji's father was woken up by my movements, and asked me in a daze, "Is it cold baby?" Then he fumbled for my feet. I buried my head in guilt, thinking to myself that this Yuri would never be seen again.