Feng Fan is not a literary man, but at this moment he also has a sigh of "the years are quiet, and the present world is stable", I remember that when I saw such a text by chance, he was very dismissive of it.

Maybe he was young and frivolous at that time, maybe he was once unruly, and Feng Fan at that time longed for a pot of wine, a confidant, a lonely smoke in the desert, and a wanton life at the end of the world!

Sunlight shines through the bright glass windows and obliquely on the transparent floor tiles of the aisle.

He sat opposite her, even if he was silent like this, as if he felt the blood flowing slowly, and the warmth of early spring came from the bottom of his heart......

Now, he just wants this beauty to last as long as eternity.

In the afternoon, when it was time for work and class, the customers in the store gradually quieted down, and there were many more vacant seats, and at Mingyue's suggestion, the two of them moved to the window position.

The strong sun shone directly on the tabletop, and people came and went outside the window, and the people were in a hurry.

Mingyue propped her head with one hand, looking out the window with half-squinted eyes, not minding the sun shining directly on her face.

Rubbing the water droplets on the wall of the coffee cup with his fingers, Feng Fan half-bowed his head, the golden light sprinkled on his fine hair, dazzling streamers, as if he saw the legendary moment of the country and the city.

The bright moon was motionless like a sculpture, and only a slit remained in her squinted eyes, with the laziness of the afternoon.

Time passes, and people who are deeply immersed in memories always can't help but sigh and sigh, and then have the illusion of not knowing what year it is, well, joy, awakening, and sadness......

When the building outside the window is no longer in European style; When the handsome men and beauties who pass by are no longer blonde silhouettes; When she can see the same skin color as herself everywhere......

Mingyue has long understood in countless disappointments, even if she imitates her past actions, the most beautiful time is still quietly fading.

"You must have been sad at first, didn't you?"

Feng Fan, who was thinking wildly, was stunned by Mingyue's unbounded words.

Her voice was as lazy as a Persian cat, with a faint sigh, "I've heard about you......" This warm sunshine really makes people want to take a nap!

Feng Fan didn't say anything, just raised his eyebrows, and waited patiently for the following.

Mingyue sat up straight, moving her slightly sore neck, it may be the difference in the original living environment, her rhythm is always very slow, not deliberately pretending to be elegant, but a habit developed over the years.

While stretching her waist, she casually spit out a few words: "Lang Qing'er." ”

If it hadn't been for Ran Ran telling her, I'm afraid Mingyue wouldn't have thought in her life that Feng Fan and Lang Qing'er used to be the most famous couple in M University.

It was the past Sunday, that is, the day after Ran Ran's birthday, and several people woke up from the hotel, and Ran Ran, who was still angry about his drunken gaffe the night before, was still a little embarrassed in the face of Mingyue.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Mingyue, who had never had much curiosity, rarely took the initiative to ask Lang Qing'er, after all, Ran Ran's hostility towards her was quite obvious, and she also wanted to know the reason.

Who knew that as soon as Ran Ran opened his mouth, he was disorganized, and he said wherever he wanted, and it was endless, from the hotel to the way back to school, and he entered the dormitory before he finished telling Lang Qing'er's "black history".

However, fortunately, Mingyue's understanding is quite strong, and she pieced together the end of the matter......

Feng Fan pondered for a moment, "Oh-" and his voice lengthened, as if such a name had finally been turned over in the depths of his dusty memory.

"When we first separated, it should be unbearable!" The sigh seemed to be heavier, Mingyue seemed to be asking him, and seemed to be talking to herself, completely ignoring the embarrassment of asking someone else's ex, maybe she felt that it was Feng Fan's luck to lose an ex like Lang Qing'er.

Because, according to Ran Ran, they just entered their freshman year last year, and they were very curious about all the rumors and gossip.

And the most famous at that time was not An Yi, a freshman with a very background but a newcomer, but Lang Qinger and Feng Fan, who were rumored to have been in love for more than a year and suddenly broke up at the beginning of the new semester.

After all, it was an unhappy memory, and now it was mentioned abruptly by Mingyue, Feng Fan was not displeased or surprised at all, in the same school, she heard that those things were sooner or later, even later than he expected.

It's just that when Feng Fan looked at her blank expression, he suddenly wanted to ask, is the so-called "unbearable" your personal feelings?

For a long time, without waiting for a response, Mingyue looked at him inquiringly, only to see him looking at himself, there was some kind of incomprehensible emotion in his eyes, and even Feng Fan himself didn't notice it, the slightest trace of distress and pity.

"Whether the past is happy or sad, when you think about it later, the feelings at that time become less intense, and all it takes is time to heal it."

Just when Mingyue thought that she couldn't get an answer, Feng Fan looked at her fixedly and said meaningfully, as if it was not her own business, but to comfort her who was entangled by nightmares.

Such philosophical words made Mingyue fall into deep thought, and she was silent for a few seconds, and she asked hesitantly: "In this way, no matter how deep the feelings are, will there be no traces in the end?" ”

Without anyone's answer, she shook her head slightly, if you can forget even the original affection, then wouldn't the separation be a doomed ending from the beginning? In this case, what is the meaning of two people knowing each other?

Feng Fan guessed that what could make Mingyue show such a sad expression must be the past that he didn't know and didn't have the courage to explore, and it should be related to the name she called, right?

Suppressing the faint bitterness in his heart, Feng Fan smiled very brightly, and pretended to shrug his shoulders easily, "I haven't experienced the kind of relationship you said, for Lang Qing'er, I didn't feel much love when we were together, and I didn't feel very sad when we were separated......"

He leaned forward suddenly, and asked in a mysterious low voice, "Do you think I'm a thin man now!" ”

Mingyue seemed to smile, patted him on the shoulder lightly, nodded and said with a smile: "I'm glad that you finally saw clearly and admitted your shortcomings." ”

Seeing her troubled appearance, Feng Fan smiled brightly, he was in the midst of thousands of lights, at this moment, he just wanted to protect this beauty forever, and slowly remove the melancholy clouds in her heart.