Chapter Forty-Eight: I Don't Want to Be Relieved

The fallen wood and vermilion ochre are replaced by emerald green, and the old nest of dead trees is waiting for faint crows.

Danyun is far away from the desert and sounds the bamboo flute, and the lonely goose looks at Ze Township in the sky.

The beauty is cloudy and green, sitting alone in the window lattice and weeping.

Rui brain borneol relieves depression, and the golden beast is exquisitely fragrant.

For a long time, Jing Xuan did not send any more messages. Qiu Se cautiously walked to the side of the bed, as if the footsteps would be heard by Jing Xuan. She stood sideways behind the curtain, peering out of the thin gap that had been opened—she didn't see the familiar figure. Fortunately, she didn't see the familiar figure.

Returning to Fuzhou is already a willful move, how can you let yourself go again. The choice has been made back then, even if there are still thousands of regrets and reluctance, we must not do things that are harmful to others and not to ourselves. Qiu Se held down one of his hearts and said to himself: "Ning Qiu, I'm just coming back to slow down, your sudden departure makes me afraid that I will suddenly disappear into this world one day." However, I can't destroy the happiness of others in order to make up for my regrets. If that's the case, you'll look down on you, right? She felt her throat tighten, and every breath she took felt like a blade was cutting her own throat. Never feeling this way, she silently thought, "I'm not lying. ”

Qiu Se thought that Jing Xuan had gone back, and stood behind the curtain for a long time, and finally returned to bed. She sent a message to Deng Junhan: "I haven't seen him, you really shouldn't have told him that I came to Fuzhou." ”

"Willingly?" After a few seconds, Deng Junhan replied.

"What is unwilling to be unwilling, it doesn't belong to me in the first place."

"He's willing?"

"He's back."

"Okay." Deng Junhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Qiu Se and Jing Xuan were his friends, he understood their feelings, but... Cheng Xin is also innocent after all. For a moment, he regretted that he had told Jingxuan Qiu Se that he was in Fuzhou. But he wanted the two men to see each other. After all, it's been almost four years, and Qiu Se hasn't let go of Jing Xuan, it's obvious. Jing Xuan may not be really happy. "Really gone?" He still asked like this, as if without asking, his two friends would lose the chance to reunite forever.

"It doesn't make sense. No, I hope he remembers who I was and never changes. The words "meaningless", Qiu Se typed quickly, then his fingers hesitated, and then he typed the latter sentence. It's also true.

"Qiu Se, you're so strong!" Deng Junhan sighed from the bottom of his heart, "If I were to go back to the capital, I would be relieved when I saw him, maybe I saw him." ”

"Hehe, you're right, maybe, I just don't want to be relieved!" On this trip back to Fuzhou, Qiu Se suddenly changed his mood.

"If you want to say that, that's right.

But how did Jing Xuan resist going back without seeing you?

If it were me, even if I were waiting downstairs now, I would have to wait for you to come out! ”

"He probably doesn't want to embarrass me, either." In fact, Qiu Se's reply in his heart was "He will never embarrass me".

"You two are warriors!" Deng Junhan was speechless.

"Sleep! Tomorrow I will go to the flyover for a walk, and I will be ready to go back to Yancheng. ”

"Okay, you go to bed early, too! Wait for you to send an invitation and go to Yancheng to drink your wedding wine. ”

"If you want to drink, you are always welcome to come. I like wine, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it for a while. ”

"What are you?"

"Marriage is a big deal, you can't be hasty, I have to think about it.

Sleep fast and good night! ”

Deng Junhan held his mobile phone and lay on his side on the bed, stunned for a while.

Just when Qiu Se and Deng Junhan thought that Jing Xuan was gone, a man sat on the steps outside the gate of the O2 Hotel. Gray thin jacket, smoke-colored straight trousers, shiny black leather shoes, hair fluttering lightly in the wind, the whole back melted into the night, hidden and indifferent. If it weren't for the red dots of light that glowed red from time to time in the darkness, I wouldn't have seen that there was anyone else.

That night, Qiu Se didn't sleep well, and finally got up until dawn, and after a simple wash, she went out - she was going to go to the bun shop at the side entrance of the school to eat a few memories of the flavors.

Walking to the first floor, I pushed open the door of the hall, and I saw a dozen cigarette butts scattered on the side of the steps, all of which were familiar to Qiu Se with the brands he once liked...