It's been a few days since Wu Wei left, and Cheng Qingyu hasn't had any classes recently, so he thought about it for a long time, but he still called Xiang Yihan and asked her to come out to meet.

Xiang Yihan seemed to be very surprised by his phone call, she suffered a lot from Cheng Qingyu, and she was still highly vigilant about Cheng Qingyu's phone call, for fear that she would accidentally fall into his trap.

Cheng Qingyu also understood her thoughts, and he took the initiative to confess: "Xiang Yihan, I will soon enlist in the army, and I am looking for you this time just to make some things clear to you before leaving." Rest assured, I don't pose much of a threat to you. ”

When Cheng Qingyu said the last sentence, his voice was a little light, and it sounded a little lonely.

Xiang Yihan has been recuperating for these days, most of her injuries have healed, she is playing with the small pendant in her hand, two small pieces of metal gravity collided, making a piercing friction sound, Xiang Yihan's thin eyebrows were slightly raised, and her tone was full of unconcealable pride: "What else is there to say between you and me?" Cheng Qingyu, if I'm not mistaken, we're not even friends, right? ”

It's too brain-consuming to talk to someone as shrewd as Xiang Yihan, and it's never as easy to fool as Wu Wei's little fool. This is probably one of the reasons why Cheng Qingyu hates Xiang Yihan so much, he replied casually: "It's about Yingliang, whether you love to come or not." ”

Everyone comes into this world with an incomparably hard protective shell, and only after meeting the person they like will the softest part be revealed.

Ying Liang is the same for Xiang Yihan, no matter when and where, as long as Ying Liang is mentioned, Xiang Yihan will run in that direction regardless of everything. Cheng Qingyu also happened to know this, so he deliberately mentioned Ying Liang.

Xiang Yihan, who was on the phone, took a deep breath and asked him resignedly, "Where do you meet?" ”

Cheng Qingyu was waiting in the small garden early, and when he saw Xiang Yihan reluctantly coming over, the corners of his mouth rose silently, and he lit a cigarette for himself like a duke of England in the last century, and after taking a deep breath, he spit out a thick white smoke in the direction of Xiang Yihan.

Xiang Yihan saw him smoking, and I didn't know why she thought of Ying Liang, who was also spitting smoke rings into the sky like this that night, she was annoyed for a while, and she fanned her hand as a fan, and glanced at Cheng Qingyu with disgust: "What's the matter with me?" Hurry up and say, I don't have time to watch your old man perform the silkworm ** god world here. ”

Cheng Qingyu saw her anxious appearance, his heart became happier and happier, he finished a cigarette without hurry, and waited until the last spark was burned out, he stood up, walked to Xiang Yihan's side, looked at her delicate little face and asked, "How does it feel to be Ying Liang's girlfriend?" ”

Xiang Yihan couldn't figure out his routine, and he couldn't avoid his sight: "What's the matter with you?" Wu didn't care about it, so he turned to care about me? I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you. ”

Cheng Qingyu stumbled, almost didn't fall off the stone bench, he touched his chin, as if Xiang Yihan just told him a cold joke that was not funny: "That's too coincidental, I'm not interested in you." ”

His tone was casual, like picking up something in a wet market.

Xiang Yihan didn't look like he was going to say anything serious, and she interrupted Cheng Qingyu's words impatiently: "Cheng Qingyu, are you all bored?" If you're just looking for something unpleasant with me, I don't have that extra time to spend with you. Please also raise your noble hand and stop disturbing my life. ”

After speaking, she raised her legs and was about to leave, Cheng Qingyu quickly grabbed her wrist, a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he said slowly: "What's the hurry, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, it's not too much to ask, right?" ”

Today's Cheng Qingyu is incredible, and there is even a trace of compromise in his words, Xiang Yihan stiffened his body and stood in place waiting for Cheng Qingyu to finish speaking.

"Xiang Yihan, can you return Ying Liang to Wu Wei?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, Xiang Yihan's eyes widened in shock, staring at Cheng Qingyu like a neuropath, and couldn't help but ridicule him: "Cheng Qingyu, are you crazy?" Why should I return Ying Liang to Wu Wei? He's my boyfriend now! ”

Xiang Yihan felt that it was incredible, Ying Liang was not an item, why did he stand up and say that she should return Ying Liang to Wu Wei? The head's good intentions can only be known by heaven and earth, except for Ying Liang herself, no one is qualified to tell her this kind of thing.

Cheng Qingyu also knew that she would definitely not agree, which was like Ying Liang appearing in his and Wu Wei's lives desperately, no matter how he persuaded him, Ying Liang would snatch Wu Wei away. That kind of unwillingness and fear, he is all too familiar. But right now, there is only one thing he can do for Wu Wei. No matter how Xiang Yihan looked at him, he would finish saying these words.

"Xiang Yihan, can you keep the person who should be good, can you keep his heart?" Cheng Qingyu approached step by step, forcing Xiang Yihan to look at him with the advantage of height, "Are you willing to stay by the side of someone who doesn't love you for the rest of your life?" One day, you sleep next to him, he wakes up from a nightmare, shouting Wu Wei's name instead of yours, I ask you, how do you feel? Don't be the thorn between the two of them anymore, it's good for you, it's good. ”

Cheng Qingyu's words, word for word, directly poked Xiang Yihan's sore spot.

Once upon a time, she had quietly thought about these assumptions countless times at night.

But when I thought of Ying Liang and his smiling face, it was like a dazzling star in the sky, illuminating her boundless abyss thoroughly. She once thought that this was fate. She resigned herself to her fate.

Originally, I thought that if I didn't pursue these details, maybe I could live like this satisfied, didn't I just don't love it? It doesn't matter, as long as people are by her side, Ying Liang will always be touched by her one day.

It's a pity that she is as smart as she is and as stupid as her, she has always forgotten to tell herself that being touched is not love.

"Xiang Yihan, let it go." Cheng Qingyu's last three words were invisibly like a kind of sentence to Xiang Yihan, she struggled desperately, and finally took advantage of Cheng Qingyu's inattention and vigorously pushed him away.

She has persisted for so long, how could she be moved by these three words. Although, these are all facts. She shook her hands and pulled her wrinkled clothes, and stared at Cheng Qingyu viciously, as if she was cursing viciously: "Cheng Qingyu, Wu Wei doesn't want you, you deserve it." It doesn't mean that everyone will go to hell with you. What I have suffered, what I have suffered, you will never understand! I'm telling you, I'm not going to let it go easily. Anything else, whatever you want. ”

Xiang Yihan said very seriously, even if he goes to hell, he Cheng Qingyu doesn't want to get out without permission. That's the worst outcome, she's already been to hell once, and she doesn't care about the next one another, again, or many times, as long as Ying Liang is there, she can run in his direction without hesitation.

Whether it is an infatuation or a moth to a fire, from the moment her heart moves, she can no longer see other scenery in the world.

Whether the world is full of colors or lights, from the moment you appear in my world, I only have you in my eyes.

Cheng Qingyu looked at her somewhat hurried figure, standing in place, unhurriedly lit a cigarette, the cigarette burned more than half, his eyes opened through the blurred smoke, as if to himself, and as if to answer Xiang Yihan, and whispered: "What you said, how can you not understand." ”

You think that the people in the audience don't understand all the emotions in your words, but you don't know that he was also a person in the play.

When it was time to eat in the evening, Ying Liang took care of Xiang Yihan's leg before it had fully recovered, so he specially bought chicken soup wontons from the canteen for her. She took it without interest, drank two sips of soup indiscriminately, and then willfully pushed the bowl far away, refusing to touch it again.

Ying Liang didn't know that she had seen Cheng Qingyu in the afternoon, and thought she was unwell, so he hurriedly asked her, "Why don't you eat?" Didn't you still talk about eating chicken soup wontons from the cafeteria two days ago? ”

Xiang Yihan looked up at him when he heard this, and observed carefully, refusing to let go of even a tiny pore.

Ying Liang was a little uncomfortable by her, and unconsciously touched his face: "Is there anything on my face?" Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes? ”

Xiang Yihan shook his head, his heart was already bitter.

You see, there are people who are by your side, remembering all your preferences, remembering what you yelled about to eat two days ago, you think it is love, but you forget that he is such a person. He's just a habit for you.

And you will be grateful for his habitual action, and even want to cry with emotion.

Ying Liang didn't understand her girl's thoughts, silently eating the rice in her bowl, and glancing at the news on her mobile phone from time to time. When he sees the news about South Korea, he can't help but look at it twice, and then silently remember it in his heart. He knew that Xiang Yihan would be unhappy about these things, so he had always been careful not to show a flaw.

But if a person cares about another person in his heart, no matter how well he hides it, how can he not see it?

Xiang Yihan looked at all this coldly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made some decision, she reached out and dragged Ying Liang's mobile phone directly, and slammed it on the table with a "snap", looking at Ying Liang stubbornly.

Ying Liang didn't make much waves, and the rice in the bowl was already cold, he got up and was about to send the plate to be cleaned, but suddenly the corners of his clothes were pulled.

"What's wrong?" He asked routinely, but Xiang Yihan knew that there was no trace of emotion in this sentence. Not even a hint of concern.

However, the person who said this was Ying Liang, it was her life, and she didn't care.

Xiang Yihan squeezed out a smile, looked at Ying Liang's obsidian-like eyes, and said word by word: "Ah Liang, let's get married after graduation, okay?" ”