"Why, don't you know me?"

After taking his seat, Liu Handong said politely, he probably didn't like to be stared at blatantly all the time.

I didn't blush and confessed, "I didn't see it in the ward, you are very handsome." ”

He lowered his head and chuckled, his expression changing little.

"You give people a big contrast."

"The dying are of course different from the living."

He said lightly, then called the waiter and ordered some dishes, but most of them were ordered after asking me.

"That's not what I mean."

"What's that?"

"With a wave of your hand, you won't lack a girlfriend, but I really didn't expect it to be an infatuated man."

"I don't know if you've ever heard a saying that people should not be disgraced." He's a little sarcastic.

"I also know that the sea is immeasurable."

"You're in a big contrast too." He didn't show weakness.

"How?"

"What about you, a seemingly small and obedient girl, but you are so poisonous when you talk." He was referring to the words I said in my hospital room.

Our conversation may seem unkind, but there is nothing malicious about it.

In the end, we all laughed.

Lovelorn Frontal Alliance - That's a bit of a thing.

It's just that the two people who met through falling out of love don't have much true affection, and their tricks are still very happy.

However, I still pretended to be concerned: "You just got out of the hospital, can you come out like this?" ”

But I was thinking, don't let anything happen to me.

"You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and a doctor can never save someone who wants to die."

"I don't quite understand."

He laughed, as if to laugh at me for being stupid.

I didn't get angry, his smile was charming, and good-looking people always have an advantage.

"Mine is a heart disease, if I don't want to get better, the gods can't save me."

I nodded understandingly.

People who have died once are different.

I only say this to myself from the bottom of my heart, and it's better not to say it if it's not on the stage. I think he will get better in the future, he is slowly getting better, and he probably won't want to solve the problem with death anymore.

Halfway through dinner, I received a call from Zhang Xiaowan. Looking at my phone, I had a hunch that she must have brought the news I wanted to hear.

"I'll help you find out about Yang Er." Zhang Xiaowan is quick to talk.

"Where is he?"

I walked outside the restaurant to make a phone call, and although the evening breeze was blowing, it was difficult to hide the hottest time of summer, and my palms were sweating.

"I heard that he is now in Yunnan, and there is a woman with him."

Needless to say, the woman must be Mu Qingyi.

A pair of fairy couples, full of the romantic atmosphere of "the ends of the world, with you".

Seeing that I was silent, Zhang Xiaowan asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

When I say this, I am actually sad and confused.

"How do you know?"

"I asked Jinhui."

"Jinhui?" I can't believe it.

Jinhui is Zhang Xiaowan's ex-boyfriend, as far as I know, they have broken up for many years, and it was quite unpleasant at the time, it has reached the point of not getting along with each other, and Yang Er has also been heartbroken to calm their affairs. I didn't expect that for my sake, she would find him hard, her sacrifice was too great.

"Thank you." Tears welled up in my eyes. Not only because of the news she inquired about, but also because of the "sacrifice" she made.

"It's okay, let's follow whom. As for me and Jinhui, we are not father-killers, what is this. She generously stated, "I only hope that after you and Yang Er make it clear, you will let yourself go, live a good life, and meet the right person to get married and have children, and it will not be in vain for me to work hard." ”

"Getting married and having children? You're going too far. "I tried not to make the conversation dull.

"A woman's youth is short-lived."

"You're talking like you're talking like you're seventy or eighty."

"Isn't it, it's been a long time since we've seen each other, and I'm getting old."

"The girl who once shouted 'Long live youth' is lamenting that she is old."

"Time is not forgiving."

We smiled and walked through the long river of years, and as time passed, we also reached the age stage where we began to think about "old age".

A love, from a teenager to a big beard, from a girl to an aunt, who said that you can't see the time.

Since Yoo Han-dong was still waiting for me in the restaurant, we ended the call early.

Looking at the night sky overhead, I gently sighed the unanswered words: "The sky is not forgiving." ”