If love is lost, let time dilute it-

"I didn't expect that Xue Daxing, who was riddled with peachy news, still had time to answer calls from us grass people, which is really strange."

The man's complete ridicule finally made Xue Zuining confirm his identity, it was the senior brother who had seen the most reluctance in the airport, she was nervous and drunk Chen Sang, and hurriedly advised, "Please take good care of him, I ...... it."

"That's natural, although I'm a big man, I'm always better than some ruthless women who climb the dragon and the phoenix! Since Xue Daxing is too busy to take care of himself, he won't bother you. Never again! ”

Before Xue Zuining could speak, the phone had been completely hung up, and when he called back, his number was already turned off.

Putting down the phone, Xue Zuining slid into the futon in a daze, but her brain was screaming for pain as if she had been whipped by a whip soaked in salt water, closing her eyes, but the pain was constantly magnifying, and she couldn't sleep with worry and tension, until the troubles in her heart could no longer bear it, she turned over and sat up, turned on the lamp, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get out of bed to find a book to open to distract herself.

There was very little in the room that belonged to her, and the slight footsteps were hidden by the thick carpet, and she opened the cabinet under the dresser, where there were a few books that simply belonged to her. Picking and choosing, she finally chose Lu Su's "Careful Time", such a calm text, hoping to bring peace and tranquility to herself on the eve of this stormy night.

Go back to the bedroom and lie down to read. As soon as she opened it, a photo fell out, she leaned over and picked it up, but it was a group photo of herself in the past! The trembling fingertips gently caressed the sunny smiling face of the former lover in the photo with the trembling heart, and the yellow rape flower field in the background did not seem to fade because of the passing of time, but unfortunately everything was already the vicissitudes of life and wrong.

Tears slipped down unconsciously, blurring over the smiling face......

It was already the second half of the night, and Lu Huaining, who was standing outside the door, gently pushed the door open, his steps were slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing her in her sleep. When he came to the bedroom, he found that the bedside lamp was still on, and she seemed to be dreaming when she was lying on her side under the orange light, but her eyebrows were slightly tightened, and she was still holding a book in her hand.

Lu Huaining walked in as lightly as possible, leaned over and gently took away the book of poems she was holding to sleep, but she was wondering in her heart, when did she develop the habit of reading at night? He sat down on the edge of the bed, his slender fingers unintentionally flipping through the book, his eagle eyes brushing over the beautiful words, and suddenly a piece of hard paper that clearly did not belong to a poetry book floated down lightly.

The wind swept over the sleepy eyes on the pillow, Lu Huaining's dim gaze finally fell on the piece of paper with words written on the back, his slender fingers twisted up, and when he turned it over, a terrifying smile overflowed dangerously as he recognized the hero in the photo.

With a hint of anger in his deep eyes, the man flipped through the photo again, and Juanxiu's font was written from the famous sentence of the Taiwanese poet Xi Murong: At that time, all the stories began to be by a fragrant river, wading through the river, a thousand hibiscus, poetry is simple, love is simple.

It seems that due to space reasons, the owner of the photo did not continue. But the words were crawling under the orange light like dense little ants at the moment, Lu Huaining pinched the photo, only to feel that the blood in his whole body was surging upward, and his eyes were full of angry fire because of bloodshot.

It's just that, in the next second, all the expressions in his eagle eyes quietly disappeared, leaving only calm.

Lu Huaining got up calmly, his eyes silently swept over the sleeping face, and the hand holding the book was raised a little bit, and finally stopped in mid-air.

"Smack-" There was a muffled sound! The book that was originally held in the palm of his hand fell and smashed against the sleeping body through the soft quilt.

Xue Zuining woke up suddenly, and what caught her sight was Lu Huaining's taboo expression, she gritted her teeth secretly, "You're back." She moved as she spoke, but a moment before her fingertips could touch the edge of the book, a large palm suddenly pressed against the hazel cover.

Lu Huaining picked up the book, sat down, gently clipped the photo back into the book, and raised his gaze with a faint banter, "Insomnia?" Do you want me to find someone to prescribe you some sleeping pills, I can't let you look at the pictures of your old girlfriend every day to relieve your condition. Rumors of the outcry should have thought I hadn't taken good care of my pets. ”

"I just wanted to find a book to read when I was idle, and I didn't know there would be photos in the road......"

"Shh The man's slender fingers pressed lightly against her eager to argue lips, and his body pressed lightly closer, "Is it hot?" Why do you sweat so much. It can't be that the heart is empty. Lu Huaining suppressed her action of wanting to get up, Xue Zuining looked at his irresistible eyes, and sat down like a Gu, "I studied in high school and college in the United States, and I don't think as much as you dabble in Chinese poetry, but this Murong poet's mother liked it especially when she was alive, and this paragraph you wrote was obviously intercepted and polished by yourself, can you recite the original book to me in its entirety, huh?" ”

Xue Zuining avoided the serious, for fear that any word of his voice would ignite the bomb in front of him, "I just want to see, this is what I took at random, I don't know if I took the photo before." I didn't mean to. ”

The man had an unhurried look, took the photo, raised his eyes and said lightly, "Forgot or won't?" Old lovers can remember it so well, why do they forget all these elegant things? Or did you Xue Zuining forget even the four words of courtesy, righteousness, and shame? ”

"I really didn't mean to, really not!" She stared at the photo in his hand with good eyes, "It's late, there is still work tomorrow, Lu Shao, you can rest early." ”

Lu Huaining looked at her face, swept the book on the ground, and there was no meaning of stopping in his eyes, "This is your handwriting, right?" What can be written on the photo, I must have been familiar with it for a long time, I am not sleepy, think about it and then memorize it, let me also grow a little Chinese knowledge. ”

"Are you doubting me again? I just want to read the book, not really for the pictures inside. Even if I'm wrong, you go to sleep. Xue Zuining only felt that the man's eyes were calmly terrifying.

Lu Huaining's eyes swept over the two people hugging each other in the photo, "If you look closely, this book does look like a prince charming." No wonder you like it tight, you can't forget it. He sneered and looked up at her self-composed, "Why don't I find a doctor and pick him up again?" Don't you appreciate Xu Ze's new lover very much? Or will we do what he does? ”