Lao Dao and Su Yibai have been fighting for most of their lives, to say a hypocritical word, Lao Dao has Su Yibai's shadow in most of his life, they are competitors and they are the friends who know each other best.

Although he has always been very unconvinced and has always lost to Su Yibai, in many places, Lao Dao is actually convinced.

Many people say that he is not open-minded and a stupid person, but he has always felt that he is very smart and shrewd, just a little more stupid than Su Yibai.

He thought that he would spend his whole life in the army, training every day, going out on missions, fighting with Su Yibai to the death, and abusing recruits.

But one day, he suddenly knew that Su Yibai, who was returning home from vacation, had a girlfriend.

At this time, he suddenly realized that no matter what, as the process of life continues to advance, they will go farther and farther and begin to have their own lives.

However, he was not convinced, Su Yibai would win anything against him, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to be faster than him.

He was also a little faintly dissatisfied, he felt that no one in this world could be worthy of Su Yibai.

Because Su Yibai's existence is really powerful and perfect.

Anyone standing by his side will be ashamed of himself, and his luster will be dim, how can anyone be worthy of him like this.

He has always felt so and believed so.

He asked for leave and made a special trip to see Su Yibai's girlfriend.

He thought about it, after he saw Su Yibai's girlfriend, he wanted to despise him fiercely, and even more so to let the woman know how inadequate she was.

But the moment he saw Su Yibai and Qin Nuannuan, he was suddenly a little speechless.

Yes, he has never been in love, he doesn't have a girlfriend, he really can't feel the girl's hints to him, he is indeed terrifyingly dull, but human beings have an unparalleled sense of smell and sensitivity to body language.

For example, he has always felt that holding hands is a very sacred thing.

Many men in modern society may be willing to sleep with a woman with an intimate kiss. Like a couple in love, but they will be stingy to hold her hand in public. Everyone is getting used to complex emotional relationships and deep flesh. body relationship, but neglects the simplest behavior, holding hands.

The old knife has always felt compared to the others. Holding hands is one of the easiest and equally hardest meats. body relations.

The correct order of affection should be holding hands, hugging, kissing, being honest with each other, and doing. Love, but more and more a woman is with a man, maybe because of a kiss, or because of a bed, or because of loneliness. That's all.

The reporter's spotlight was flickering, and everyone hugged Su Yibai and Qin Nuannuan in the middle and walked towards the event site.

All the reporters handed the microphone to Qin Nuannuan and Su Yibai, their mouths were spitting, and their eyes were fixed on their expressions.

Only the old knife standing in the distance looked at Su Yibai and Qin Nuannuan's interlocked hands for a moment.

The old knife knew Su Yibai, and he understood him better than Su Yibai imagined.

He was a little curious, what kind of existence Qin Nuannuan was that could make people like Su Yibai treat him gently.

But it was just curiosity, and he didn't have the habit of going up to a woman and asking her why.

He thought he would always live with such regrets, or rather confusion.

But God gave him a chance, a chance to communicate face-to-face with Qin Nuannuan. Although Qin Nuannuan didn't remember him anymore, he always remembered her.

He had seen Qin Nuannuan earlier, a long, long time before he was at the Kyoto base, when he was on a mission in North America, in the night when the lights were on, in the bar where the music exploded, wearing beautiful clothes, heavy makeup on his face, fan-shaped earrings, and kicking Qin Nuannuan who made him look like he was struggling to break up with Su Yibai.

Her scarlet nails were paired with a purple drink. The drinks are shaky, lazy and casual.

"Miss, are you interested in having a drink?"

Qin Nuannuan didn't turn her head sideways, she just raised her foot cup slightly. It means a toast.

The old knife touched the wine glass, "I don't have a boyfriend." ”

Sipping his drink, his tone was indifferent, "It's divided." ”

"What's the matter?"

It seems that it is not easy to meet a Chinese abroad, and Qin Nuannuan's attitude is quite casual and easy to approach.

But she seemed reluctant to talk about herself, and looked up and pointed to a man and a woman tugging at a corner of the bar.

Male tugging. The woman broke free. Everyone has their own story.

Qin Nuannuan watched from afar, her voice lingering, "We are all the same kind of people, dominating the surroundings of our lives, bravely moving forward to any unknown territory. We all like to be in control, we are all used to serving others with pride, we are all too proud and we are all too hard. We all like to hide our emotions and ignore our insecurity, we are too strong, too confident, too arrogant, and we feel empty even when we talk about loneliness and sadness. Because it's too similar, we both want each other to be the person we can grasp in the palm of our hand. ”

The wine on Qin Nuannuan's hand was still swaying, and she looked as lazy and indifferent as ever.

Lao Dao listened to her finish saying this, and didn't know why he felt that his surroundings were suddenly quiet, and a throbbing sensation that touched her proud soul stirred in his chest.

"But if you love, there must be someone who will make concessions."

Qin Nuannuan shook her head, drained the wine in her hand in one gulp, the seat rotated, and she was facing him.

"You're right, of course it has to be like that. But that doesn't mean that men have to be our oxygen masks, we have to be the vines of men. There are countless women who can meet his requirements, but it will definitely not be me, and it can even be said that if there are such people, the vast majority of them are more suitable than me. ”

Qin Nuannuan put the goblet on the table, making a crisp crashing sound, she stood up and straightened her clothes, and walked towards the dance floor with her high heels.

Halfway through, she suddenly stopped, "Dear Chinese, give you a little advice, even if you love someone again, you must learn to walk out of his door and go back to your own life." ”

"And"

"Huh?"

"I hope you're not the paparazzi in China who came with me."

The old knife raised his glass and shook his head.

Leaving the bar and walking on the bustling street, he received a call from his brother, "Old knife, Boss Su drank until his stomach was bleeding." ”

Lao Dao suddenly felt that Qin Nuannuan could see it, but not everyone could see it, no matter how perfect people were, they had a certain obsession to a certain extent.

Qin Nuannuan's departure is to hope that neither of them will make concessions on the issue of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and there is no need to be in a dilemma and hesitate.

As the famous saying goes, "There is so much sadness in the world, but it doesn't matter, we end up being what we want to be." ”

He went back and left a message for Qin Nuannuan.

Early the next morning, Qin Nuannuan flew back to Beijing.

Lao Dao thought that love was the most complicated thing in the world, and he couldn't understand it at all.

All of a sudden, he just wanted to be in a relationship.

Why do you stay up all night, why do you have trouble sleeping and eating (to be continued.) )