The elevator went down quickly, and they always didn't say a word the whole time.

Leng Qinghe was used to his tranquility, but she actually wanted to talk in her heart, but she just watched him listen to music and was embarrassed to interrupt. Once, when she got out of the elevator, she asked, "What music are you listening to?" ”

"Japanese songs." He said with a wink.

She rarely listens to Japanese songs, and she rarely even listens to songs.

"Does it sound good?"

"Of course."

Usually their companions are limited to the elevator entrance, because the diving bird rides a bicycle and she takes the bus. The diving bird would look at her and say, "Bye-bye." And then he left.

Although Leng Qinghe is a little reluctant, he is helpless.

Until suddenly one day, the diving bird said, "Do you have something to do at night?" ”

"Nope."

"Are you in a hurry to get home?"

"There's no hurry."

"Let's have dinner together."

They have a tea restaurant here in their company, because the diving birds don't want to push the cart there, so it is recommended to go there to eat and come back to pick up the car. Naturally, she had no opinion. She had eaten that restaurant, although the taste was average, but the environment was quite elegant. The business package is not done at the dinner market, and they order some favorite dishes for each other, plus a pot boy. I asked for a pot of tea, and we had dinner face to face.

During the dinner, they chatted about some things in the unit, talked about colleagues in the unit, and couldn't help but laugh when they talked about interesting places. The diving bird talked about his home in Sichuan. Only he didn't talk about the magic capital.

In his world, the experience of the Demon Capital is a unique realm, his privacy, and he selfishly watches over it, like a lion guarding his territory, and he does not want to be spied on, let alone stepped in.

In front of Leng Qinghe, his small talk was very shallow, and he soon turned the conversation to her. For her, he was interested to know more and go deeper.

Her life seems to be simpler, she has just stepped into society, and she basically has no life experience, and her only life experience is a love in college. She talked about the unfamiliar love very calmly, saying that the boy was a senior brother in the Department of Political Science, very tall, very tall and thin, liked to play basketball, and basically liked all the sports related to ball.

She said the first time she saw him was at a school basketball game, he was wearing tracksuits, running and jumping on the court, and he was very fit. So she secretly liked it.

The diving bird smiled and listened. There seemed to be a look of admiration and love in her eyes, and as she spoke, he felt that she was vaguely beginning to immerse herself in the original love.

"And how did you get to know each other?"

"In fact, it was through the relationship between classmates that I got to know each other after turning around." She said and laughed stupidly, as if she was surprised by the complicated interpersonal relationships in college: "I didn't expect him to have a crush on me, and we just got along." Watch a movie together, eat together, that's all. ”

Sure enough, it's a very simple love.

"And then?"

"Then we broke up, and there was nothing wrong with it, it was just that the two of us didn't have anything in common. He has to play almost every day, and the rest of the time is to stay in the dormitory and watch all kinds of ball games, the level of madness is too much for me to stand it, and with him, I always talk about ball games, stars, I don't think he cares about me, only his ball games. So it wasn't good later. ”

"Did he look for you?"

"He didn't have me in his heart, I didn't go to him, and he didn't come to me." At this, she pursed her lips with a look of dissatisfaction. It turned out that she looked more cute when she was angry, and her little mouth was like a goldfish in a fish tank, ready to eat.

However, it can be seen from her expression that this love did not bring her much harm, and she may have been sad and gloomy for a while, but soon she recovered her emotions and still lived happily every day. She is a girl who has no worries, and she can't hide her worries in her heart, in her eyes, life is very simple, after graduating from school, her father found her current job, and then she goes to work and gets off work without any worries, maybe her only concern now is diving birds.

Yes, every day she watched the diving bird come out of the elevator and then say goodbye to her, and she felt like she was always preoccupied, as if she had been crushed with a lead stone.

When waiting alone at the bus stop, she could always see the diving bird riding a bicycle from the other side of the road quickly, and the meteor disappeared from her sight like a meteor, and she tried to catch that moment as much as possible, staring blankly at the corner where he disappeared, and then she felt that her heart was both sweet and lonely. Then silently got on the bus.

The diving bird didn't say anything other than smile. Everyone can see that the fate of this kind of love is destined to be short-lived. When two people need to be together for a long time, they must have something in common, whether that common is noble or vulgar.

Sometimes this common ground may be inconspicuous, but it can make a big difference between two people for a long time. For example, some couples seem to have nothing in common, but they are equally greedy or stingy, which will invisibly shorten the distance between them and form certain emotional attachments in many times in life.

The diving bird suddenly wondered if there was something in common between himself and the butterfly? Does a movie count as one? Maybe it's far-fetched, but that's what he's clear about so far.

Butterfly likes to watch movies, when they were working in a unit at that time, he always downloaded movies for Butterfly, she likes foreign movies, and she has a strong taste. Hunting, killing, and terror are all her loves. Relatively speaking, the movies I watch are more miscellaneous, and I watch almost everything, of course, the premise is that it is classic.

For a while, he has been writing movie reviews on his QQ, although the level can't catch up with those professional film reviews, but after all, he still has his own unique opinions.

He knows that Butterfly occasionally visits his QQ space, is she here to read movie reviews?

What does she want to see?

At this moment, this little girl in front of her, what does she like? However, it doesn't seem to matter to the diving bird what she likes, because they will not have love, and even if there is, it may be short-lived. So he doesn't care if they have something in common between them.

In between meals, the diving bird would pick up a teacup and take a few sips of water, at this time, he would watch her silently, watching her carefully put each bite of food into her mouth, she was very hungry, so she ate not a lot, but tried to maintain a graceful and elegant posture. She must not want to show her ugliness in front of him, even a little. This makes her seem reserved. The meal must not have been easy for her.

The diving bird found it amusing, and there was always a hint of a smile on his face. He rarely eats alone and face-to-face with girls like this, and when he used to be in the magic capital, he ate with colleagues in the same office, including butterflies, of course. And at the dinner table, he was always the object of his teasing of Zygote or Mingyue, and at that time he was the one with this Piri Yangqiu expression, and no one knew his inner world.