Leng Qingyan looked at Lin Guyu, and at that moment, the tenderness in his eyes was all exposed, looking at such a person, he couldn't help but fall into a little imagination.

Maybe one day, when you have something to do, you can propose marriage to this person, and then this person will only have himself in his eyes.

Two people play the piano together, go to a more sober place, look at each other, maybe one day there will be a child.

The two people who slowly raised him only had each other in their eyes until the child got married, and when the child left again, the two of them would be old, and when the temples were gray, they would occasionally mention today's things.

Maybe he'll say, "Fool, why are you so stupid in the first place, why can't you hear such straightforward words?" Don't know me yet? ”

She'd say, "What's going on?" Who is the fool to call? Who told you to be careful, it seems that you are really a liar, and you are embarrassed to mention it. ”

Slowly, maybe one day there will be a person whose body can't hold it anymore and leaves.

And the one who remained, in the yard where they once was, sat in a rocking chair slowly.

Another day came, and the other person left.

Leng said lightly, a person who has already thought about the ending before it starts.

His thinking skills are comparable to those of a picture book.

Lin Guyu looked at him in some surprise, and said coldly beside him, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you speak? What are you in a daze? ”

Leng Qingyan was moved by what he imagined, thinking that one day someone would leave first, and how painful the people who stayed at that time were.

A person who has already lived his life without beginning.

Leng Qingyan once again missed the people around him, and his eyes were all tender, as if at that moment, this person had been with him for many years.

The softness in his eyes seemed to look at his lover for too many years, they had not experienced the noise of firewood, rice, oil and salt, but they had already been in love for many years.

Leng Qingyan now knows that he is a person who likes sentimentality so much, no, this is not sentimentality, but an expectation from his heart.

In the eyes of this person, he is the most special one who only stays in the eyes of this person.

Lin Guyu inexplicably felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be a little strange, looking at the strong support, smiling and inexplicably avoiding it.

Didn't I say that this atmosphere was too strange, why did you feel a little chill behind it?

[In a sense, you have been single for so many years, and it is also by virtue of your own skills. 】

Thank you.

[What about praising you?] 】

Lin Guyu tilted his head, where did these two sentences come from? It's not that she hasn't liked anyone when she's so old, but the person she chases has never had any results.

I once liked the student who had been playing basketball, and I had been working hard to finally run into the basketball team, and I probably thought that the senior only regarded himself as a teammate.

When he made a three-step layup, the students would also cheer for themselves, but when he turned his head, he saw that the senior's girlfriend came to deliver water, and the blow in his heart at that moment made him feel painful.

Why didn't anyone bring water to them?

Later, many people have always appeared in their lives and have liked them, but inexplicably, they will only develop into friends and buddies, but they have never developed into lovers.

I couldn't figure out what the situation was, and I even went to the Internet to read a lot of strategies, but I walked step by step, and people always regarded me as a brother in the upper bunk.

Later, I slowly opened up, and some things are just a matter of fate.

Until today, I inexplicably saw this reminder.

Could it be that there is a person here who silently likes himself, and he doesn't even notice it?

Right! It must be like this, absolutely like this!

Lin Guyu suddenly realized, it seems that he is definitely a little stupid between himself, and he has not been enlightened about these things, and now he finally has a reminder, so he should really come and take a look.

She looked left and right, and with a kind and well-behaved look, she looked at the one who was strolling next to her, was it the one who looked at herself...... Zhang Qingyun!

That's right! is the third male in the original script.

The third male loves the female protagonist, which is really a matter of course, and it is also very popular in the original story, and the character is relatively simple.

According to the setting, it should be love at first sight, but I don't want to admit it.

After that, it can be regarded as making trouble, and I feel more and more that the heroine is good.

Well! It was love at first sight! Isn't this all a meeting!

Isn't that just falling in love? What is there to question, it is really like this!

Zhang Qingyun was originally just holding the box of pastries, walking slowly by himself, listening to these two people talking to each other, pouting to himself, and not knowing what he was thinking, he was suddenly stared at by a hot eye, he was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, and slowly took a step back.

Wait a minute! Are you serious about taking a half-step back?

Lin Guyu quickly grabbed the other party's hand, grabbed it, pulled forward, and the other party pounced directly in front of him.

She saw the other party fall forward, she reached out to catch the pastry box that flew over, raised her leg to stop the other party's stomach, and the hand that grabbed the other party's wrist immediately let go, looked at the position of the other party's waist, and reached out to hug it.

Zhang Qingyun landed steadily, in Lin Guyu's arms, the two people looking at each other seemed to be in their eyes, only each other's reflection was in the period, and in the pupils of a piece, there was only their own love.

Zhang Qingyun: "......" He is now investigating his matter, and there is no way to reverse what happened, but his face is flushed, and the eyes on the other side seem to be able to see the delicate inch of the other party's skin.

Obviously, there is a man opposite, and his skin is indeed much more delicate than that of ordinary women, even if Qingyue is such a person who has captivated the country and the city, he can still see a few pores, but why is this person like mutton fat and white jade, and it is very delicate.

He couldn't help but swallow a little bit, looking into those eyes, looking at the texture of those eyes, it seemed that he could see his own reflection in those pupils.

Thinking of this, he could only jump in his heart, Zhang Qingyun shook his head in a panic. What are you thinking?

And Lin Guyu only saw that the face of the person in front of him was getting redder and redder, which only confirmed his own idea even more.

It seems that he is indeed a wooden head, why didn't he see it before this, look at how shy he is.

She really felt that she was rotten wood at that time, and she had such a straightforward feeling in front of her, and she couldn't even detect it, and sometimes she suddenly recalled how much she had missed at the beginning.