Feng Qingyang and the others crossed Erlang's legs, very leisurely tasting the cup of coffee. After a while, Li Mei and Nangong Xuan'er walked out of the kitchen. Feng Qingyang looked at Li Mei who came over, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you tired?" As he spoke, he got up and poured two glasses of water, slowly nodding his head in front of Li Mei and Nangong Xuan'er, motioning for them to drink water, and continued: "Aunt Li, let's go where we go to eat in the future!" ”

As soon as she heard that Feng Qingyang wanted to eat in her own place in the future, Li Mei couldn't help but straighten her body slightly, and said, "What's the matter, Qingyang is." Li Mei really didn't worry about letting these boys cook by themselves, and she didn't know what would happen when the time came, saying that maybe a few people would eat instant noodles every day for convenience. Or order takeout every day.

In fact, at this time, not only Feng Qingyang had an idea, but even Chitose and Kong Yu borrowed this idea. In Chitose's memory, it seems that he eats here every day since he came, he and Li Mei are not related, there is no doubt that Li Mei is looking at the face of the breeze, which makes Chitose feel a little mustard in his heart, so he said casually that he is willing to make his own food.

Li Mei had long thought that there would be such a day, as the saying goes: "Death is to save face and suffer to suffer", but as the pride of the sky, they regard their face as more important than anything else. Usually they seem to be careless, looking very indifferent, but in fact, in their hearts, they regard their face as more important than life, and sometimes they represent more than just themselves.

Li Mei smiled slightly, at this time, she knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, the result was already doomed, no matter how hard she tried, the result would not be close to her own thoughts. If there were only Feng Qingyang and Kong Yu, Feng Qingyang might give himself some thin noodles, but it was obviously impossible at this time. So Li Mei had no choice but to agree.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw Li Mei's expression, and said, "Aunt Li, don't worry!" Can we still starve ourselves? Besides, I'll still come over and eat and drink when I have time in the future, so don't refuse to say yes then!" Feng Qingyang said with a very gentle smile on his face. Although Li Mei knew that Feng Qingyang didn't want to be comforted by her worries at this time, Li Mei was still very happy in her heart. The ancients said: "And the mother of a thousand miles is worried", although Li Mei is not Feng Qingyang's mother, but Li Mei's years of teaching in Fengyuan are undoubtedly the happiest times of Feng Qingyang's childhood, so Li Mei's worries about Feng Qingyang are by no means less than Feng Qingyang's mother at this time.

Time flies, time flies. Unconsciously, it was time to go to school again, perhaps because they felt that school was a new thing at this time, so they had a great interest in it, and they were very active about going to school, and Li Mei, who had been a teacher for six or seven years, was obviously not very interested at this time. Li Mei originally wanted to go by bicycle, but Feng Qingyang threw the car keys of one of the ones they drove to Li Mei, and in Feng Qingyang's words, Meng Yi sent a lot of cars anyway, so he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

Maybe it's because of the love of learning, or maybe it's because of some unknown secrets, Feng Qingyang and the others came very early, and there were only a few people on campus when they came, and most of them were still couples who clinged to each other like birds, and a bachelor like them is indeed very good. So they wandered around the campus aimlessly.

The number of students on campus gradually increased, and the couples were also separated one by one in reluctance. Feng Qingyang and others also walked into the classroom. Perhaps because the class was approaching, the students walked in one after another, but one seat was empty from the morning to the end. After a while, a woman sat in the empty seat with the footsteps of the class bell, blowing through everyone like a gust of wind.

Perhaps because he had been sitting for too long, Kong Yu's cervical spine was slightly sore, so Kong Yu raised his head slightly to relieve the sore cervical spine. But it was this slight look up, but it made Kong Yu's heart turn up turbulent, and suddenly Kong Yu's heart swept away the usual peace and became difficult to calm down, Kong Yu's eyes were like a tool, staring directly at the figure he was extremely familiar with, although this was the first time he had seen it, but he didn't know how many times he had seen that figure, maybe even he couldn't remember how many times!

A gust of wind came slowly from the window, and it also woke Kong Yu up slightly. But Kong Yu still stared at the extremely familiar figure, and his arm habitually touched the arm of the breeze. Feng Qingyang, who was still addicted to the book, was touched by Kong Yu, and instantly returned to reality, so Feng Qingyang put down the book in his hand slightly, turned his head, and said: "What's the matter, Yu'er", according to Feng Qingyang's understanding of Kong Yu, Kong Yu will not disturb his reading for no reason, but as the saying goes: "There must be demons everywhere." Since Kong Yu swept away his previous practice at this time, it must be necessary.

Feng Qingyang turned his head to stare at Kong Yu, wanting to ask him why, but when he turned his head, he didn't see the scene he imagined. I saw that at this time, Kong Yu seemed to have lost one of the seven souls, and became like a soulless body, staring blankly at the front of him. Even Feng Qingyang turned his head and stared at him for a long time, but Kong Yu didn't notice it.

At this time, Kong Yu's behavior is no longer abnormal, and in Feng Qingyang's opinion, what Kong Yu is doing at this moment is very illogical and has no scientific basis at all. But Feng Qingyang, out of trust in his friend, still looked for Kong Yu and looked over. But when that delicate cheek reflected the crown of the wind, the wind's eyes suddenly lit up, and the memory of not long ago instantly surged into my heart, following the memory of this beautiful cheek, there is a very persistent figure, there is a thousand miles of thousands of years old.

Feng Qingyang hurriedly called Chitose. Chitose traveled thousands of miles here just to find the girl of her dreams. I still admire Chitose's persistence, for a woman who has only had one side, not to mention saying something unpleasant, this woman doesn't know who Chitose is, let alone know Chitose? But Chitose is still proud, and he has come thousands of miles here.

Chitose, who was still thinking about the acquaintance, raised his head slightly, wanting to turn his head and ask Feng Qingyang what was the matter, but when he raised his head, he forgot to turn his head for a while, maybe it should be that he didn't want to turn his head. Because the moment he looked up, a memory that he was extremely familiar with but didn't want to remember came to his heart.

It was a sunny summer. A woman stood beside a river, and a man stood on a bridge not very far from the woman, looking at the woman under the bridge very seriously, and the two seemed to pause for seven days. On the seventh day, the man was still standing on the bridge and watching the woman, but at this time the woman frowned slightly, threw a pebble into the water and left, but she did not notice that as she threw the pebble, something fell out of her pocket. After the woman left, the man got down from the bridge, walked to the place where the woman had just stood, and bowed slightly to pick up what the woman had just lost.

For the next few days, the man would habitually come to the bridge, but the woman seemed to have evaporated from the world and never came again.

A memory came to my heart, and Chitose was slightly sad, and the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't help but want to stay. But Chitose looked at the figure as if none of this had happened, staring blankly at the figure he didn't know how many times he had appeared in his dreams.

The figure is vague, and it has not changed from beginning to end, but it is close at this time, but it is far away in the world of Chitose's feelings, perhaps in Chitose's view, the close figure at this time is not much closer to himself than the Cowherd and Vega above the nine heavens!

Everyone in the world says that there is a distance called the end of the world, but even if it is the end of the world, how can it be close at hand!. At this time, Chitose realized this truth, the spatial distance is close, but the spiritual distance is the end of the world. Sometimes the distance of space is no longer a distance, even if it is thousands of miles away, and the distance of the mind is sometimes close at hand, but it is ・・・・・

The distance of space is not the distance, but the distance of the mind is the distance worthy of the name. At this time, Chitose can be said to have all three of time, geography, and people, but there is a gap that cannot be crossed, which makes him hesitate in his heart and do not know what to do.

Just when Chitose was still hesitating in his heart, the long-lost class bell rang, and the teacher who was in class slowly walked into the classroom. Yi Jin hurriedly and quickly pulled the corner of Chitose's clothes and asked him to sit down. Chitose's body sat down, but his soul was gone. At this time, Chitose was completely like a soulless body, and his eyes were just habitually staring blankly at the figure that occupied a great place in his heart.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly bitterly, but he was also happy for Chitose at this time, at least Chitose knew where the beauty was at this time, and at this time, perhaps the heavens were infected by Chitose's persistence, and specially sent him this glimmer of hope, and ignited the flame of hope for him. As for how far it can develop in the future, it may depend on Chitose's efforts and fate! It's not that the ancients often said: "There are times in life when you have to have it, and there is no time in life when you don't force it"

The teacher on the stage was pouring knowledge into the students, and the students in the audience were also listening attentively, and a small question at this time may become a crucial factor in changing their fate in the near future. But four of the many students have always been absent-minded, and among these four people are thousands of years old, the most important, he has been holding his head up from the beginning to the end of the class, but he is not looking at the blackboard, but the figure that is not very far from the blackboard.

Maybe it's because you notice that someone is looking at you! Du Fangting looked back slightly, and saw a very handsome man looking at her side, so Du Fangting smiled at Chitose out of politeness.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary smile, but it was undoubtedly a gentle drizzle for Chitose at this time, and it was rain and dew, watering his surging heart.

The sky is still the same as before, but the difference is the mood of the viewer. The weather was still hot, but Chitose didn't feel a trace of heat at this time. The treetops dance with the breeze, and the dandelions in the garden are not far behind in the air, dancing with the wind and butterflies, and dancing like ghosts, trying to compete with the treetops. On the telephone pole were small birds, infected by the two great gods, and also cheered them on, standing on the telephone pole and singing a beautiful ballad.