In fact, long before Xu Yanran made this call to Lin Qingqing, she had already met Jiang Shang in advance. It's a foregone conclusion, and there's nothing to say or say.

Sitting in a noisy dessert shop, Lin Qingqing looked at Xu Yanran, who had a calm face on the other side, and didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Some emotions will be expressed on the face, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are happy when you are happy, and the pouting is awkward when you are sad. And some emotions are buried in the heart, and the still water flows deeply, without waves.

At this moment, even though Lin Qingqing knew that Xu Yanran was sad, but if she didn't show it, how could she take the initiative to mention it?

Many times in the eyes of others, you still look calm and calm, but in fact, your heart is already in chaos.

"Yanran, you ......" she swallowed back what she was about to say, and switched to a slightly lighter topic. Jiang Shang agreed? ”

Holding the delicate little fork in her hand, Xu Yanran gently picked up the mango pancake and fed the pulp into her mouth. "Hmm." She replied without looking up.

Lin Qingqing on the other side was speechless, and she didn't know how to pick it up. Usually a few good friends sit together, as if they have endless words, but today it seems that they have been cold.

If he had known that he would have come out to meet him like this, Lin Qingqing really shouldn't have met Xu Yanran alone. At least dragging Jiang Nuan won't make her so embarrassed.

A few minutes later, the mango pancake in front of Xu Yanran was finally only half left. She put down the fork in her hand, and then took another sip of coffee, and the whole body regained some energy.

Feeling Xu Yanran's gaze falling on her, Lin Qingqing always felt that she wanted to say something. However, after a few more seconds, she still didn't say anything.

"Yanran, what do you want to say?" She couldn't hold it back at first.

The business of this dessert shop is very good, and the little couples who come and go make the atmosphere of this shop lively, and the pink decoration makes the air a little more sweet.

Under this background, Lin Qingqing and Xu Yanran's table looked particularly lonely. The two of them sat facing each other, looking at each other speechlessly, poking the pastries in their hands from time to time, but they were a little more lonely.

I don't know what I saw, Xu Yanran's eyes were dyed with a sad look at noon. "Qingqing, I just want you to accompany me today and say goodbye to Sioux City." She had a strange expression, as if she was laughing and crying.

These words made Lin Qingqing, who was already about to lose patience, also silent. How could she not know that Xu Yanran was sad, but she couldn't do anything.

"Next week I'll be someone else's wife, wearing a wedding dress, but not for him." Xu Yanran said to herself. "He loves mango pancakes the most, and he hasn't changed since he was a child. I tried it for him today, this shop is not bad, and I will bring some over for him to eat. ”

When she said this, Xu Yanran smiled all the time, as if there was nothing wrong. She is like a little girl who is about to find her boyfriend later, hoping to prepare some of his favorite foods to surprise him.

It was originally a sweet word, but Lin Qingqing felt infinitely sad when he heard it. Before Xu Yanran, she first began to feel a blur in front of her.

Don't look away if you're sad, Lin Qingqing spoke out to stop Xu Yanran. "Yanran, don't ...... like this," she choked up.

Before she came, Xu Yanran explained it to her on the phone. Next Monday, she and Jiang Shang's wedding, I hope she and Ou Yuanlan can come to attend.

Because this is not something to be happy about, Xu Yanran didn't even prepare a wedding card, but just made a hasty phone call to inform the matter.

"Let's go, will you come with me to see him?" Xu Yanran stood up and looked at Lin Qingqing with a begging gaze.

The two were not far apart, and Lin Qingqing could almost see the ripples in her eyes. But she kept a proper smile all the time, and there was no sign of imminent breakdown and crying.

How could Lin Qingqing refuse this kind of request? She also stood up and took the bag, and then accompanied Xu Yanran to go out with the mango pancake packed in advance.

The cemetery is quiet all around, even if it is a hot summer, people will feel a chill inexplicably. Maybe it's because there are familiar people living here, so Lin Qingqing and Xu Yanran don't feel afraid.

Standing in front of Su Cheng's tomb, Xu Yanran suddenly squatted down. She opened the mango pancake in her hand and placed it in front of the monument. "I don't know if there are any mango pancakes sold over there, but I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I'll bring you some. I've tasted it for you first, and it tastes good......" She babbled on and on as if she were talking to someone.

If Su Cheng was still alive in this world, Lin Qingqing had no doubt that they would grow old. It is called love vigorously, and ordinary is life. But some people are destined to miss out, and they have always been in love, but they are shallow.

I wanted to reach out and grab Xu Yanran's hand to comfort her, but Lin Qingqing didn't think about it, and the seemingly calm person in front of him cried in the next second.

"I really want to marry you, but I can't ......" Xu Yanran cried like a wronged child.

Since the age of ten, Xu Yanran's ultimate dream is to marry Su Cheng, dress him in a holy wedding dress, and become the person he will hold for the rest of his life. However, now that she is wearing a wedding dress, the protagonist is no longer him.

She really loves Sioux City so much, how much does she love it? Almost all of them are accustomed to it, and it has become a subconscious that you have to use chopsticks to eat.

This kind of feeling is the strongest and the most hurtful. Lin Qingqing looked at Xu Yanran in front of him, and was speechless sadly.

She knew that Jiang Shang's was indeed very good, but it was not the same as love. Love is an uncontrollable instinct, but not love can be expressed in bits and pieces.

When Xu Yanran's crying was quieter, Lin Qingqing slowly spoke. "Yanran, in the next life, you will still have a chance to ......" She could only say such empty words to comfort Xu Yanran who was grieving.

Wiping her eyes indiscriminately, Xu Yanran returned to a pool of stagnant calm. "Let's go." She stood up, patted the dust off her body and said.

Before Lin Qingqing could react, she walked forward first. She didn't look back or say goodbye.

The sweet smell of the mango pancake in front of the stele attracted ants, who climbed into this sweet box one after another, carrying this rare delicacy little by little.

It won't be long before the box of pastries will be sunburned, emptied by ants, and then cleaned up by the aunt who cleans the cemetery. There was no trace of it disappearing, just like no one knew that Xu Yanran, who was smiling all over her face, had shed tears in front of a grave on her wedding day.