"Let's go find a nearby restaurant for dinner, I'll have a treat." Cheng Lang said after taking them to the living room on the first floor.

These words surprised both Mu Qingcheng and Yang Xirou, but they didn't expect Cheng Lang to want to leave Xu Youran and go out to eat with them.

"I'm so depressed that I want someone to talk to." Cheng Lang took the initiative to solve their questions.

Mu Qingcheng saw that Cheng Lang's face was full of fatigue, and she understood his depression. "We were going to eat Japanese food in the evening, but if you don't like it, let's change places."

"If you like it, I can eat anything." Cheng Lang said casually.

The three of them went to the Japanese restaurant together. Mu Qingcheng and Cheng Lang both handed over the task of ordering food to Yang Xirou, and Yang Xirou was not polite, and recommended to them the sashimi platter, hand rolls, tempura, sushi and the like that she had eaten before and thought were good, and asked Cheng Lang very understandingly, if you want to order a pot of Japanese shochu, since you are depressed, you can use wine to kill your sorrows.

Mu Qingcheng dissuaded and said, borrowing wine to drown sorrow is even more sorrowful, or don't drink it, but Cheng Lang said very boldly, how can one pot be enough, you need to have a few more pots.

So there was a wine jug on the table, and before the food came up, Cheng Lang had already drunk a few glasses of wine, and Yang Xirou also drank two glasses with him.

"It's not good to drink on an empty stomach." Mu Qingcheng persuaded kindly.

"It's been a long time since I've had a drink like this." Cheng Lang continued to pour himself wine, "Some words, it's too uncomfortable to hold in my heart for too long, you are leisurely's best friend, I don't know who else to talk to besides you." ”

"I know that you have suffered a lot and suffered a lot of grievances." Mu Qingcheng expressed understanding and sympathy.

"It's okay to suffer a little hardship and be wronged, and I won't care." Cheng Lang raised his head and drank another glass of wine, "What bothers me the most is that Youran is like a completely changed person, and I can no longer find the slightest shadow of before, she is no longer the girl I love passionately." What I care about is not the scars on her body, but that I can't communicate with her at all now, she suspects at every turn that I don't really love him, and she talks about the night of the fire, Xu Qiaoling said that she also loves me, tormenting me over and over again, I have been tortured to the point of exhaustion. ”

"In that case, why do you keep going to her to find anger." Yang Xirou said quickly, "She doesn't lack someone to take care of, you hang her for a while, let her calm down and reflect on herself, maybe she won't be so hypocritical." ”

"It would be even worse if she mistakenly thought that I didn't want her anymore and couldn't think about it." Cheng Lang said heavily, painfully, "I seem to be wrong to say and do everything now, and sometimes I really don't know what to do." ”

Mu Qingcheng could only enlighten him, give her more time, and slowly let her properly participate in some things of interest, maybe she could distract her and adjust her mood. If you still can't change this state, consider asking a psychologist for counseling.

Cheng Lang nodded mechanically and took another big sip of wine. Later, when the food was served, he still didn't move his chopsticks, and only cared about drinking.

Looking at Cheng Lang like that, a certain sour and painful emotion grabbed Yang Xirou, and she instinctively reached out and grabbed his hand holding the cup. "Don't drink, eat the vegetables first."

Cheng Lang's hand trembled, and the wine in the small porcelain cup spilled out, wetting Yang Xirou's sleeves. Yang Xirou hurriedly retracted her hand, looking a little embarrassed. Cheng Lang pulled her arm and took a napkin to carefully wipe the wine stains on her sleeves.

Yang Xirou looked at Cheng Lang's movements, and was stunned under the violent stirring of her heart.

Cheng Lang wiped the wine stains and raised her head, Yang Xirou also came back to her senses and looked at him, and then she lowered her head and sighed softly. This sigh hooked the most delicate nerve in Cheng Lang's heart, making his heart beat involuntarily, he looked at her, is this possible? This delicate and delicate girl will have any feelings for him? Is it true? Is it magical? He never thought that he would be emotionally attached to other girls other than Xu Youran, but now, why does he have such an abnormal heartbeat? Why is there some kind of anticipation in the depths of his consciousness? Why?

Cheng Lang was still stunned, and Yang Xirou had already sat down in his seat. Cheng Lang looked at Yang Xirou in a trance, and she also looked at him, a fluttering and reluctant smile appeared on her lips.

"Sit down and eat." Mu Qingcheng saw that something was not quite right between the two of them, and he was worried.

Yang Xirou turned around, grabbed a large chopstick sashimi for Cheng Lang, and put it in his bowl.

Cheng Lang also sat down and began to eat heavily, as if he had something to do.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Yang Xirou said half-jokingly.

Cheng Lang stopped his chopsticks and smiled, this smile shortened the distance between each other, and the atmosphere became lively. Later, Cheng Lang talked about Xu Youran again, but more recalled the past when they loved each other, especially the sweet and happy experience of teaching in the countryside together.

When Cheng Lang recalled the past, the eager and burning eyes made Yang Xirou have a subtle and incomprehensible vinegar. "I envy you." Her tone was a little sour.

The glint in Cheng Lang's eyes was overshadowed by sorrow. "But that's all in the past." He hung his head in despair, so depressed and confused. He was silent for a moment, and then, with a sigh, said, "There is no going back, and those happy times are like a dream in retrospect." ”

Cheng Lang's words touched Mu Qingcheng's sore spot, and the happy times she and Cheng Yijie used to have, now looking back, they are also like a dream. Her heart was tight and sour, writhing and squeezing, and she reached for the flask and glass, poured herself a full glass, and drank it all.

Under the influence of Mu Qingcheng, Cheng Lang also started drinking cup after cup again, and Yang Xirou also drank a lot. By the time the store was about to close, Cheng Lang was so drunk that he couldn't get up on the table.

Yang Xirou drank a good amount of wine, and she didn't drink too much, it was normal, she took out her wallet to check out, and asked for a cup of hot tea to sober up. Mu Qingcheng drank the least amount of wine, and he was still completely sober. Yang Xirou couldn't drive the car after drinking, so she called a substitute driver, and she and Mu Qingcheng helped Cheng Lang into the car.

After getting in the car, the two remembered that they didn't know where Cheng Lang usually lived. Cheng Yijie was there, and Mu Qingcheng was resolutely unwilling to go. In desperation, Yang Xirou proposed to let Cheng Lang stay at her house for a while, and Mu Qingcheng could also live together. It just so happened that Zhang Lizhen was on a business trip and was not at home at night.

Mu Qingcheng felt that there was no better way, so he agreed.

After arriving home, Yang Xirou deliberately gave her boudoir to Cheng Lang, and the two helped him to the bed. Yang Xirou took off Cheng Lang's coat and shoes, covered him with a quilt, and found a clean towel to wash his face.

"He's drunk, and he's not afraid to stain your bed." Mu Qingcheng whispered.

"How so?" Yang Xirou didn't care, "He's the person I like, I'm very happy to let him sleep in my bed for one night." ”

Mu Qingcheng sighed lightly, left the room with Yang Xirou, and the two went to Zhang Lizhen's room to sleep.

The next day was Saturday, and both sisters slept late. Yang Xirou woke up first, and when she looked at the clock, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the morning. She rolled out of bed, and after washing up quickly, she went to the next room to check on Cheng Lang's situation.

She pushed open the door and saw Cheng Lang lying on the bed, thinking that he was still asleep, she tiptoed to the side of the bed to see him. Unexpectedly, Cheng Lang opened a pair of eyes, she was startled, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Cheng Lang stared at the top of the bed for a while, he heard the movement, turned around, and his voice was sleepy: "What kind of place is this?" ”

"My house, this is my room." Yang Xirou replied.

Cheng Lang sat up and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." ”

"What's the trouble with this?" Yang Xirou's voice was crisp and pleasant, she pointed to the bathroom inside, "You can brush your teeth and wash your face inside, I prepared clean towels, toothcups and toothbrushes last night." ”

After Cheng Lang thanked him, he entered the bathroom.

Yang Xirou sat down at the desk, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and her mind drifted far away.

After Cheng Lang came out of the bathroom, he took a look at the room, the room was not big, but it was very refreshing and generous, elegant and tidy. The bed was covered with light green sheets, and the windows were covered with curtains of the same color. Yang Xirou in front of the desk was dressed in a white gauze robe, draped in a shoulder of long hair, and her back looked elegant, light, noble and elegant.

He couldn't help but walk towards her, with a light step, as if he were afraid of disturbing her.

Yang Xirou was trapped in her own thoughts, so quiet, so distracted. Cheng Lang caught a glimpse of a copy of "The Journey of Song Ci" on the table, and he didn't know what was in the book, revealing a corner. He unconsciously opened the book, and saw the long-withered, familiar red leaves! He shook violently, his heart beat wildly, he calmed down, he picked up the red leaf, it was made into a bookmark of the years, there are two lines of handwriting with a black pen on the right side, very neat and beautiful small Kai, copied a Song word: "A heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountain is far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, and the acacia maple leaf is dan." He knew that it was from Li Yu's "Sauvignon Blanc", to the effect that the season was in autumn when the mountains were full of danfeng, and when would his lovesickness over the years end?

And the red leaves, he also recognized, were hunting in the mountains behind Nanfeng Guqin Cultural Village, and when he passed the waterfall, he used a shotgun to shoot Yang Xirou. A small maple leaf, with three leaves on it, the shape of the palm, the color of life, red and warm, red and long. He still remembers the longing that moved him in Yang Xirou's eyes when she saw the red leaves sticking out of the branches.

"The throbbing of spring and the vigor of summer are all perched on the red leaves in May", he blurted out what Yang Xirou said at that time.

Yang Xirou jumped up in shock, her eyes changed from books and red leaves...... It moved all the way to Cheng Lang's face, and the blood left her cheeks. She opened her mouth and stuttered, "You...... You...... How did you end up holding this? ”