Chapter 183: The Source of the Yangtze River

"I know your answer." Ling Xuran looked at Nan Chen very embarrassed, and broke the silence, "I understand you, but others may not understand." I am a person who has no position. ”

Nanchen remained silent.

But it's not that I can't speak, but I want to say too much, and in the end I find that I don't dare to speak.

Is it to say "thank you for your understanding"?

Obviously impossible, it really becomes an unpredictable future.

Therefore, he simply planned to pretend to be stupid for a while, be stupid to the end, and "smear" himself to the end.

"Coincidentally, so did I. Sometimes, I think that I am a resolute person who makes decisive decisions; Sometimes, I feel that I am sentimental, and I always love to be alone and silently thinking about my thoughts: sometimes, I feel that I am ...... I can't see through it myself, so I simply don't have a position, so I can come casually. ”

Nan Chen was telling the truth, and Ling Xuran understood that because he was too biased towards the emotions of normal people, Ling Xuran even felt that the Nan Chen in front of him was not Mr. Nan, but Nan Chen.

A person with a southern name, there are many people with the same name as him.

Ling Xuran thought about it, frowned and felt that the topic had gone astray, and looked at the sky.

It's dusk, and the water in Repulse Bay is already a fantasy of red and yellow, with microwave white light, quiet and long, and a long time can also melt here.

"It's dusk and I'm alone, and it's even more windy and rainy." She sighed heartily.

The dusk and sunset in everyone's eyes are different. Maybe one second I thought it was watching the mountains and flowers, and the next second it was a spring dream.

What do you think? Where did the spring dream come from?

was thinking about continuing to fight against the villain in her heart, but she didn't want Nanchen to follow her words, and continued to sigh: "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous." ”

"But I can't do it, just fragrant." The next second, it was a turning point.

Ling Xuran was stunned, glanced at Nan Chen a few more times, and found that his eyes were also full of the red and glamour of the sunset, but what she saw was more of the remnant sun like blood.

The shadow of the sunset on the repulse bay has faded, shallowed, and disappeared...... When night fell, it was evening, and there were still remnants of suspicious red in the sky.

And the color of the cheeks not long ago, contrasting red.

"Why incense? I'm also allergic to flowers. Ling Xuran eased the atmosphere, "It's too much of a last resort...... It's okay, it's really okay. "I actually have something, but I can't say it.

"You're really kidding." Nanchen took it toughly.

"It's also a skill to have fun in suffering." Ling Xuran actually laughed when he said it, but he didn't look sour and crying, but he really looked down on it, "I tossed myself into a person, I didn't have the basic freedom of choice, what happiness to talk about; Once in a while, in fact, ...... Not bad. ”

You regard life as such a Buddhist system, and you look down on everything that backfires, but you forget the suffering of one word of love.

Nanchen didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, but he was still speechless.

However, when I heard "Xiaoyao", I paused.

Suddenly I want to get away with it.

He's really on the loose.

His heart did come back with him.

He got up suddenly, forgetting to straighten the wrinkles at the corners of his coat and the dust on his chair, and walked straight to the center of Repulse Bay, stopping at the Gothic black trunk, rolling up his sleeves, and facing the clear water of the ocean.

Ling Xuran was very curious, is it not common for such a Nan to be common, take a fresh look and watch the play?

I don't know that with the attitude of watching the play, what I appreciate is the release.

The slanting sun fell to the ground, and the back was also crooked, and Nanchen's coat floated lightly with the wind; With your hands on your lips and spread out in the shape of a horn, it reminds you of a megaphone, so you want to say something out loud, right?

Ling Xuran tilted his head, propped his elbows on his thighs to support his head, staring at Nan Chen's back, he couldn't help but be distracted, and even forgot to blink when his eye sockets were a little dry.

This back is really interesting.

This Mr. Nan is also quite interesting.

She likes interesting things, such as ...... Going crazy?

Sure enough, what the wind brings is always madness and inner messiness. To be precise, it's exciting, but you don't know it.

"Everything—yes—wrong——! Wrong - Wrong——! Fault-Wrong——! The fire in his heart was burning more and more, burning until Nanchen's throat was hoarse, and his throat was even similar to "Huh? The sound couldn't be pronounced, so it stopped.

Coughing for a while, leaning over and hugging his abdomen and trembling violently, Nan Chen rarely laughed, and looked at Ling Xuran with great interest, as if it was an encouragement, perhaps an invitation: "Together?" ”

The answer is, nod your head seriously, step forward seriously, and speak out seriously.

It's crazy.

But she just fell in love with the word crazy that she didn't have to worry about too many people's sophistication.

I remembered the silent crying of countless academic pressures and having to carry heavy burdens when I was a child.

I remembered the innocence of my fingers moving up and down the black and white keys, and I didn't want to exchange for silent companionship in the future.

I remembered my love but couldn't, followed silently, firmly believed that it was the meaning, and woke up the dreamer with a sound of "on the water side......

Simply turn around and shake your head without wheezing, pick up the rubber band with your fingers and tear it off and throw it to the side, the wind is blowing, it is the unrestrained wildness that is getting stronger and stronger!

Her facial features were wrinkled together when she shouted, but there was a stretch of relaxation, her fingers were no longer slightly bent cautious, but on the contrary, they opened freely, unrestrained, and a bubbling spring finally gushed out in her heart!

"Love—he—do———? I-love-me-self-self——! I love myself, how am I so beautiful, how am I so talented, how am I so powerful, I am average, the third in the world! ……”

What your heart desires, what you say to yourself, what else do you do? It's called the Loose Pie!

"I'm going to live my life for myself!"

"Why do I love him? It's not fun to talk to myself, it's better to love myself more! ”

"I want to go back to the old days, smiling and thinking about my childhood!"

“……!”

The voice is completely wasted, and there are no people, no eyes, and no conventional rules......

Both of them bent their knees and gasped, roaring for so long in one breath, as arrogant as the roar of the lion in Hedong, it was really tiring, but it was absolutely cool.

One word, cool!

Remembering that there was water in his bag to moisten his throat, Ling Xuran quickly unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised his head, and drank it down, the water fell on his neck, and he didn't care.

She looked away and noticed that Nan Chen's lips were chapped.

Lack of water, thirst, this is not the case for a long time.

Looking at the mineral water that she still had more than two hundred milliliters left, she stretched out her hand and handed it to Nan Chen's mouth in a chic manner, not to say that she was not used to it, but she should be involuntarily: "Water, do you want to drink?" ”

Nanchen didn't care so much, drank it all, then trotted to a garbage can, threw the empty bottle, and trotted all the way back.

Wait, a bottle of water together?

Is it indirect kissing?

Why is this water so delicious, refreshing and sweet, look back at which brand it is, it tastes good, give a good review.

"What kind of water is this?"

"The source water of the Yangtze River."