"Well, her name is Jiang Qingyan, she is very beautiful and temperamental, I think they should be a couple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xia Mihe said with a complicated expression, feeling a faint pain in his heart, and he was stunned.

"I'll it, my brother can, step on two boats." Zhang Yiling was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed loudly, "No wonder my dad is better to my brother than to my biological daughter, it turns out that I have long seen that my brother is unusual, tsk, it is worthy of the man of our old Zhang family, there is a kind." ”

When Xia Mihe heard Zhang Yiling's words, she burst into tears and laughed, crying and laughing.

"Okay, okay, what a big deal, if you think my brother is good, and you like him yourself, then you should be brave enough to pursue your own happiness, and now that you have repaid the money you owe my brother, then there is no burden."

"However, your brother has a girlfriend......" Xia Mihe hesitated.

"What's the matter, feelings are selfish, as long as my brother and that woman are not married, you are not considered to have ruined other people's marriages, at most you are considered a junior, no, a junior is not." Zhang Yiling said with a big grin.

"You're talking nonsense."

Xia Mihe glanced at her.

Zhang Yiling grinned, and suddenly whispered: "Actually, it's good to be a junior, some people love him, and some people coax him, you see which powerful man is not a third wife and four concubines, I almost give someone a junior, not to mention that my brother is not the kind of person who abandons from the beginning, you just start, give him a little, I raise my hands in agreement." ”

"You're talking nonsense, I'm leaving."

"Seriously, if you like my brother, you should be brave, it's not easy for a woman to meet someone she really likes, we're still young and can afford it."

Xia Mihe was silent, asking her to destroy other people's feelings and share love with other women, she couldn't do it.

"I'll go out for a walk."

Looking at Xia Mihe's back, Zhang Yiling shook her head and whispered: "Brother, I can help you, that's all, whether you can keep Xia Mihe, it's up to you." ”

Leaving Yunnan Provincial University, Xia Mihe walked aimlessly on the street, walked and walked, and came to the bus stop, and saw the bus route on the platform, there was just a bus that went directly to the Xishan Scenic Area.

Xia Mihe's heart moved, and he took the car to the foot of the West Mountain.

On the long mountain road, Xia Mihe climbed up with difficulty, panting, her little face was flushed, and she was drenched in sweat, just when she couldn't walk, a familiar voice seemed to come from her ears, "I'll help you go." ”

"Okay."

Xia Mihe subconsciously raised her hand, there was no one around at all, but tourists coming and going, looking at her with strange eyes, such a beautiful girl, is there something wrong with her head.

"It turned out to be a hallucination."

Finally came to the top of the West Mountain, she was weak, the sight in front of her, hazy trance, she vaguely saw that on the edge of the cliff, there was a pair of men and women holding hands, they were telling a poignant love story.

Their hands were tightly pulled together.

"A word suddenly came to my mind."

"What?"

"Take your hand and go to the end of the world."

At the foot of the West Mountain, the playground.

Xia Mihe stared blankly at the carousel in front of him.

"I'll sing you a song, merry-go-round......"

"You're singing so badly!"

Trio Café.

Xia Mihe stood in front of the glass window, her face was pale, her expression was in a trance, a picture seemed to appear on the glass window, in the cold winter, the man put his thin clothes on the girl's body, squatted down gently, carried the girl on his back, and slowly walked in the cold wind.

"In my life, I have only washed the feet of two girls, one is my mother and the other is you."

The scenes of the past, like slides, flew by in Xia Mihe's mind, so clear, so nostalgic, Xia Mihe smiled and cried, she was happy and sad.

It was this villain who brought her the color of her life.

She stood in front of Wodi's Cafe, turned silently, and walked down the path they remembered they had walked.

Dream Mansion.

Zhang Yifeng, who got off work, didn't wait for Jiang Qingyan, because at noon, Jiang Qingyan received a call from Jiang Han, as if there was something very important, he took a sip of Zhang Yifeng, and hurriedly ran home with his bag.

She didn't say anything, and Zhang Yifeng didn't ask, but they already had a tacit understanding, and they didn't need to worry about each other, Jiang Qingyan went home, it must be a good thing, the father and daughter enjoyed family affection, and it was inconvenient for him to follow blindly involved.

Jiang Qingyan is not here, and Zhang Yifeng has become a loner again!

Driving on the busy streets, there were many people outside, but Zhang Yifeng felt extremely lonely, he thought he had got the whole world, and suddenly looked back and found that he was still alone.

When Jiang Qingyan left him, when Xia Mihe left him, when his friends were all working, who else was around him in Chunhu City?

People are always in loneliness, living their lives.

Life is about living more and more lonely.

The loneliness of life is that on the way to death, there are fewer and fewer people to accompany you.

It was dark, Zhang Yifeng was still wandering the streets, the night of late autumn was very cold, even if Zhang Yifeng was a fifth-level evolutionary, he also felt a chill coming, and subconsciously hugged his arms.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and Zhang Yifeng walked more and more roads, becoming more and more familiar, he turned around, strode in the direction of home.

"Summer Lotus ......"

At the door of the house, he saw a familiar figure, with long hair flowing and a long white sweater, outlining her slender figure. She didn't turn around, but her back has long been engraved in the depths of her heart, even if time passes like water, it is indelible.

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's voice, Xia Mihe, who was facing away from him, trembled her delicate body, and turned around slowly, her face was pale, her eyes were hazy, her chapped lips moved slightly, and she was about to speak, when suddenly her eyes went black, and she fell down softly.

A black shadow flashed like light, and hugged her steadily.

"Xia Mihe, wake up, are you okay?"

Zhang Yifeng was taken aback, his spiritual power swept out, carefully probing her body, and after a while, Zhang Yifeng shook his head with a wry smile, "What a stupid woman." ”

Looking at Xia Mihe, who was in a coma, Zhang Yifeng opened the door of the house, held her in his arms, kicked open the door of his room, and put her on his bed.

Gently pulling the quilt for her, Zhang Yifeng did not leave, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, holding his chin with his hand, his eyes staring at her perfect face.

The lights were swaying, the night was thick, Zhang Yifeng's head kept going down, and finally he couldn't help being sleepy, lying on the side of the bed, and fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued.) )