In all fairness, whether it's a bird swimming in the deep sea or Xia Chuan is really cool, they are all contradictory guys.

Rather, human feelings are such a contradictory thing. What is affection?

Is it ignorant waiting? Is it foolish renunciation? Is it reluctant to hurt? Is it to learn to cherish? Is it to leave silently? Or is it something else?

The relationship is to hope to be with each other, I don't know how far we can go together, but I just know that the final outcome must be by his side, forever......

I hope I can greet before I go to bed, I hope I can hug when I'm lonely, I hope I can see when I wake up, I hope like this all the time, forever and ever......

Feelings are waiting, when you have feelings, you would rather wait stupidly like this all the time, you can wait desperately......

Feelings are giving up, when you have feelings, you want the other party to be happy, so you learn to give up......

Feelings are the most complex and simplest things in the world;

She is the easiest thing in the world to have, and the easiest to lose;

He's the most lovable and the most hated thing in the world......

That's all...

For a bird swimming in the deep sea, no matter what you feel in your heart, once you lose something, it will be very difficult to recover it again.

Life will not deliberately stop for someone at a certain time, and deliberately stop, life still continues to move forward, although it is cruel, but there is no way, no matter what, you have to swallow all the bitterness silently, get up and continue to chase...

Fortunately, the little bird swimming in the deep sea is a person who thinks openly, and he does not feel sorry for himself, nor is he angry with Zhenliang, but calmly accepts such an ending given by Zhenliang.

It's been like this since a long time ago, no matter what happens, he can bear it alone and bury it silently in his heart, until he thinks about it without warning in an inadvertent moment, and then tastes the bitterness alone...

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The next day, is the weekend, if the birds are usually deep in the sea, they will probably get up very late, and if they don't sleep until they wake up naturally, then what is the point of the weekend?

However, to the regret of the deep sea, today is destined to be like this.

Early in the morning, my editor-in-chief called to meet him at the café where he had first met.

Considering that when she was hospitalized, she had promised Lord Ripple to complete one of her requests, so even though Little Bird was extremely reluctant to swim in the deep sea at this time, she still had to yawn and go to the appointment in a drowsy mood...

When the little bird came to the café from the deep sea, Lord Battlefield Hara was already sitting there, waiting for him for a long time...

In other words, this kind of dating between men and women, I don't know who stipulates it, and it must be a few minutes in advance for men.

But it's not that the bird is late for swimming in the deep sea, it's that Lord Battlefield came too early...

[Sorry, it's late...] Shenhai pulled the corners of his mouth and sat down on the opposite side of the battlefield, although it was an apology, but it was actually insincere, in fact, he was just complaining that the rippling adults came too much in advance...

But if you really think that Lord Battlefield Yuan will care about this, then you really underestimate her...

She also nodded solemnly, and said with a look of "forgive you": [This is also a matter of no way, after all, it is a little bird Youjun...]

What is after all the little bird Yukun?! What the hell is going on with this disgusted expression, hey?!

After meeting at the café, the unexpected rippling adult did not choose the place of conversation, but led the bird to swim in the deep sea to her home not far from there...

Yes, you read that right, the little bird swims in the deep sea and is brought home by a single older beautiful girl...

As I did last time I visited, I had the same impression that this was a wooden two-story apartment that seemed to be decades old. There is a galvanized iron public mailbox at the door. Barely equipped with a bathroom and a flush toilet. The six tatami mat-sized rooms also have a small sink attached. It is precisely because she knows something about her family that every time she comes to her home, the little bird swims in the deep sea and is in awe of the battlefield original Heiyi.

No matter how many ups and downs it has gone through, the battlefield original Heiyi still maintains that calm and breezy appearance.

[Let me abuse you...]

【…… Ay?! 】

[Wrong. I'm supposed to entertain you...]

[No, let's abuse you......]

[Hospitality is the right answer!] There is no other answer! Being able to correct her own mistakes by herself is really worthy of being the original senior sister of the battlefield! 】

[Ahem... Anyway, I shouldn't have delayed the manuscript recently...]

Without waiting for the rippling adults to continue to speak, the little bird swam in the deep sea and wittily chose to change the topic. Despite this, in the face of his editor, the innate tone is three points weaker.

The little bird swimming in the deep sea can only ask so weakly.

[Can't I contact Little Bird Yujun except for things other than work? ] Battlefield Hara raised an eyebrow, and there was a slight hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

[Of course not... Anyway, in addition to the relationship at work, it's also a friend...]

[Friends? 】

[Uh-huh...]

Shenhai nodded, trying his best to look like an honest child, in essence, he actually belonged to the Naha species, the kind that was attacked when encountered, and suffered when attacked.

[That's right... I still remember that you still owe me a request...]

[Huh? Isn't that what you asked to be here this morning? 】

[It's naïve... I asked you to come to the house, it was my invitation and not an order for you...]

[Is there a difference?] 】

[No...]

[I even casually told the truth! Even if it's a deception, give me a little care about my feelings...]

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Lord Battlefield Yuan stared at the face of the little bird swimming in the deep sea, and then suddenly changed into a serious appearance.

[Okay... No more laughing... There's something to tell the little bird Yu-kun...]

Shen Hai secretly complained in his heart, but he also divided the priorities, immediately put his mentality right, and changed his face to a serious look, listening to the words of the battlefield Yuan.

【Na... I'm about to quit...]

【Ha?!!! 】

Shen Hai was shocked at first, with a puzzled expression on his face. Obviously there is no big problem at work, why do you suddenly think of quitting?!

[Isn't it wrong for me to do something... If it's my problem, I...]

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the battlefield Yuan: [Don't think too much, I'm afraid the only one who can endure an editor like me is You, Little Bird Youjun, it's better to say that it's my luck...] [So... Why...? 】

Shen Hai frowned, and then suddenly realized that something was going on: [Oh... That's right... You're a graduate, aren't you... I really don't focus on work now...]

I thought that this was the case, but Battlefield Yuan shook his head and said something that made him even more content.

[In fact, after graduating from high school, I wasn't ready to go to college... So it doesn't really matter much to me...]

[Why?] 】

[You know... Mother is addicted to a cult...】

She opened her mouth to say something that had been mentioned slightly last time, as if to justify. It's like a cover-up.

[All the family's property was given away as tribute, and they were also burdened with huge debts. It's the so-called "the proud will be defeated"...]

[Religion...]

Even if it's not the first time I've heard of it, Shenhai still can't help but sigh that it has become like this without any reason.

[As a result, at the end of last year, my parents divorced by agreement, and my father got custody of me, and we started living here. But it was supposed to be two people living, but because the loans were all recorded in the name of the father, the family now owes a huge amount of debt...]

[So you have to drop out of school to make money...]

Surprisingly, I don't know why, the tone of the little bird swimming in the deep sea is full of unwillingness.

[This is also a helpless thing, because the creditors have lost their patience and have no time for me to spend time on campus...]

Battlefield Yuan said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about another person...

[What about going to the bank for a loan? After all, it can solve the urgent need...]

Battlefield Yuan shook his head: [There is no reason to take out a loan, not even the items used as collateral...]

Shenhai knew that her editor must be full of yearning for the university, and when she looked around her home again, she could find this room with an area of less than a dozen square meters.

Nothing but low tables and wardrobes, and cramped bookshelves.

But even so, for the battlefield of the original pan-reading school, the number of books was a little less, but it was still neatly displayed, and most of the books she read were from second-hand bookstores or libraries.

It's like a former bitter student. No, that's actually the battlefield. Academically, he is completely dependent on scholarships.

This situation made Shenhai have to connect her with a person, her sister Little Bird You Shihua...

For the two of them, college is probably a dream that they have always dreamed of, but because of reality, they have to choose to compromise.

The difference is that compared to Sister Shihua, the situation facing the battlefield at this moment is much more severe...

He really didn't want to see such a thing happen in front of his eyes again, the last time because he couldn't do anything but watch his sister give up her dream for his own sake.

And this time, not to mention for the sake of his editor, even if it was to make up for his sister's regret at that time, he was determined to help Zhan Yuan.

[The... If you don't mind... I...]

But before the words fell, he was blocked by the cold eyes of the battlefield.

Yes, Lord Battlefield has never needed any mercy, and it's not the first time I've met her like this.

For her, this behavior of hers can be called an insult, right?

If it were me, I probably wouldn't accept this kind of charity-like thing, even if I knew that the other party was well-intentioned and not malicious...