Chapter 348: Have an in-depth conversation with Duan Xueqing

Time and the camera returned to Yang Guo's house just after nightfall, and I don't know how many good things Song Zhiwen said, Duan Xueqing finally agreed.

When I came to Yang Guo's house, I just opened the door, and the fragrance of beer duck was overflowing, smelling both the faint mellow aroma of wine and the thick meat aroma of duck, which made people suddenly feel that their stomachs were roaring, and they were so hungry that they couldn't help but follow the taste to find it.

"It's just right, it's just cooked, you can start eating when you come!" Song Zhiwen slipped and shouted, his appearance made Qiqi, who was hungry next to her, see, she giggled, and took a breath like Song Zhiwen.

Yang Guo poured the beer duck into the plate, brought it out and put it in the center of the table, the brown beer duck had just been juiced, and the thick sauce was dotted with green and white green onions, which looked appetizing. Yang Guo raised his head and looked at Duan Xueqing through the steaming water vapor.

The girl who was as quiet as a snow lotus in the deep mountains looked a lot thinner now, but her expression was still the same as before, no joy or anger, as quiet as no waves.

Yang Guo sighed softly in his heart, although Duan Xueqing was still the same as before, Yang Guo could clearly feel that there seemed to be an extra layer of estrangement between the two people.

Song Zhiwen was in a hurry to eat, and quickly helped Yang Guo bring out the other soups and rice, and sat there with two chopsticks that had been washed long ago and rubbed them, looking impatient.

Yang Guo simply greeted everyone, and everyone sat down to eat.

Because he had to feed Qiqi first, Yang Guo turned his head, glared at Song Zhiwen, who quickly sandwiched a piece of duck meat into his mouth, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to eat, push the plate over a little, otherwise Xue Qing will only eat the dish in front of her." โ€

After speaking, Yang Guoyou said to Duan Xueqing: "Xueqing, try the beer duck I made!" Rest assured, the ducks are free-range from the village and are definitely not fatty. โ€

Duan Xueqing didn't answer, just silently picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in the bowl.

She was now getting more and more dull, and sat on the side, eating her meal quietly and slowly, barely making any sound. If I hadn't seen such a big person there, I might have thought she hadn't come!

Kiki asked her father to feed her, and the duck meat was very small and fragrant. While chewing her rice, she timidly turned her head to look at Duan Xueqing. Duan Xueqing's eyes with almost no emotional fluctuations made people look a little panicked, and Qiqi was scared and wanted to see it, twisting around contradictoryly.

After eating, Yang Guo put down the dishes and chopsticks, kicked Song Zhiwen, who had already finished eating and was playing a game with his mobile phone, and said, "You wash the dishes today." Then, he walked towards Duan Xueqing, lowered his head and whispered to her, "You come to the balcony?" I have something to tell you. โ€

Duan Xueqing raised her head, glanced at Yang Guo deeply, straightened her skirt with both hands, stood up, and followed Yang Guo to the balcony.

The balcony of Yang Guo's house is very quiet at night, and the street lamps downstairs emit a faint yellow light, and there are no pedestrians. Behind is a green area, with a gentle breeze and the sound of some branches and leaves swaying.

"Is there going to be a cold war like this?" Yang Guo sighed softly and asked.

Duan Xueqing stood quietly to the side, like Yang Guo, with her back against the fence.

"Your hair, hold it down." Yang Guo pointed.

Duan Xueqing glanced back, she still attached great importance to her waist-length hair. I saw her nimbly reach behind her back with one hand, scoop up her long waterfall-like hair, and climb over the fence before letting it go.

"Remember my junior year, your sophomore year?" Yang Guo recalled and said, "My girlfriend at that time came over, and I asked you to come out for supper." โ€

Duan Xueqing was silent, her memory was not bad, otherwise she would not have won the first place in the whole grade. The past is like a movie, and scenes flash in front of me.

At that time, Lu Yunran saw Duan Xueqing, who was as beautiful as a fairy, a little inferior, and a little jealous, openly and secretly, using some language to squeeze Yang Guo and Duan Xueqing.

Yang Guo laughed at the time and said, "Don't worry, Xue Qing will always be a sister-like existence in my heart." โ€

And that time! Yang Guo is a sophomore, Duan Xueqing is a freshman, and a boy from a basketball team in another college fell in love with Duan Xueqing and chased after him. Even Duan Xueqing was blocking the road with a bicycle on the way to the library to read books.

Yang Guo happened to go to an off-campus Internet cafรฉ with Song Zhiwen to play and come back, seeing this situation, Yang Guo was angry all of a sudden, threw his coat aside, and rushed up without saying a word and scuffled with the muscular man of the basketball team.

At that time, Yang Guo was a scumbag, and the result can be imagined, although Song Zhiwen caught up, and the two of them forced the muscular man back, Yang Guo still paid the price of being beaten and bleeding from his nose.

Duan Xueqing helped Yang Guo to walk in the direction of the school hospital, and Yang Guo also opened his "blood plate" and smiled: "Hey, what is this?" You're my sister! This kind of kid who doesn't have long eyes, come one to fight one, come to two and I'll play a pair! โ€

Yang Guo was slowly narrating, and Duan Xueqing was listening quietly, as if her eyes were blinded by thin ice, and there was a slight fluctuation.

"Think about it, I've known you for almost five years, and I've been a good friend for almost five years, or I can brazenly say that I've been a brother and sister for almost five years. It's been fine for so many years, why did it suddenly change? Yang Guo asked softly.

Duan Xueqing's breathing was a little heavy, she lowered her head and did not speak.

"I think we were in a good state before! I treat you as a good friend, a very good friend, and even protect you as a sister. Yang Guo held his head in his hands, looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh, "I don't want to change, and I don't want us to become what we are because of such a thing." โ€

yes, now I don't even answer the phone, I don't want to talk when we meet, what's the difference with a stranger? Why can't you go back to those years of flowers?

Duan Xueqing shook her head gently, this was the first response she made today.

"Can't we be friends like we used to?" Yang Guo looked at Duan Xueqing's beautiful face with a natural silhouette seriously, and asked again.

Duan Xueqing hesitated, her lips opened slightly, and she said, "I don't know." โ€

Her heart has actually begun to be shaken by Yang Guo's words, but she is very afraid of the unknown future. Duan Xueqing has come over this year, and since the school took graduation photos, she has awakened her attachment and love for Yang Guo.

When Yang Guo clearly told her that it was impossible between them that day, Duan Xueqing wanted to escape. Because she only thinks about the happiness of two people together, she doesn't know what her world will be like without Yang Guo!

(Xiao Han will not write a tragedy that makes everyone unhappy, this is what Xiao Han promised!) ๏ผ‰

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