On the way back to school, I unexpectedly met Yan Ziyu, who was still black, leaning against the wall very casually, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood. The ghost sent the gods, and Mo Qingqian walked over to him.

Yan Ziyu noticed Mo Qingqian's figure, and subconsciously wanted to extinguish the cigarette that had just been lit for a short time, but he didn't expect Mo Qingqian to shake his hand to stop his movements, and stretched out his hand to him: "There should still be, right?" You wouldn't mind sharing one with me, would you? ”

He seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and froze directly, and did not react for a long time.

Until Mo Qingqian said: "The smoke is going to burn your hands." ”

Yan Ziyu came back to his senses, snuffed out the cigarette, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case in his pocket, handed it to Mo Qingqian with a little hesitation, and then lit another one himself.

Mo Qingqian waited for a long time, and she didn't wait for Yan Ziyu to give her the consciousness to light a cigarette, so she had to take the lighter from his hand and said, "Borrow a fire." ”

"You ......" Yu Ziyu wanted to speak and stopped, and there was a hint of surprise in his calm eyes that had been unwavering.

"What? Is smoking unique to you boys? Mo Qingqian looked at the smoke burning in the dark, and gradually lost himself in the haze of smoke.

Yan Ziyu smiled rarely: "I just didn't expect a good girl like you to smoke, which is a little unexpected." ”

Mo Qing turned his head and looked intently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "I have never been a good girl, I learned to drink at the age of fourteen, and I often get drunk with myself, and then I get tired of drinking beer, white, and red, and I feel sick to my stomach when I see wine." When I was fifteen years old, I learned to smoke, at least four or five a day, sometimes even a box, which was an old cigarette, but then I got tired and annoyed, and I never touched it again. ”

"Then you are really amazing, just quit, I have seen so many people, I have never seen anyone who can really get rid of the addiction of these two things, but you are so easy." Yan Ziyu's tone was faint, and he couldn't hear what he meant.

Mo Qingqian was silent for a while, and then smiled: "I lied to you, you really believe it!" I don't smoke, and to be honest, I hate the smell of smoke. "But I like to see it burning, the subtle light of the fire like an ethereal hope." ”

Yan Ziyu silently looked at the cigarette in his hand and nodded in agreement.

A cigarette quickly burned to the end, Yan Ziyu handed Mo Qingqian another one, she refused: "One is enough, such an expensive cigarette, you don't feel sorry for me." ”

Yan Ziyu's expression fluctuated a little: "It's okay. "Three words to the point.

Mo Qingqian leaned against the wall, looking at the boundless darkness in front of him, and his lonely expression could finally be revealed in the darkness.

"Such a faint hope is enough to see once, and if there is more, it will be desperate, like the little match girl, but she can see what she desires, and I, I can't see anything."

Yan Ziyu paused for the action of igniting the fire, and then did something that made Mo Qing unbelievable. He took all the cigarettes in his hand and lit them in turn.

Facing Mo Qingqian's surprised expression, he smiled, although it was still a very faint smile: "Although it is still a very faint light, at least I hope it will take a little longer." ”

Mo Qingqian didn't expect Yan Ziyu to say such warm words, and in this lonely night, his heart seemed to warm a little.

"Then you should go one by one, so that it will take longer."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Thank you." Mo Qingqian said to Yan Ziyu, "I hope that my hope will come with these smokes." ”

It seems to be really lucky, and as soon as he finished speaking, the call from the night left came.

"Look," Mo Qingqian pointed to his phone and said excitedly to Yan Ziyu, "My hope is here." ”

In the tiny firelight, in the smoke raised, the corners of Yan Ziyu's mouth pursed.

Mo Qingqian had just connected the phone, and before he could say "hey", he heard a loudspeaker on the other end of the phone, as tight as a machine gun shooting: "Xiao Qingqing, where are you?" ”

Mo Qingqian originally thought that Jiang Yeli was here to question her, but listening to the next words, she knew that it was not.

"Why are you sick and don't know what to tell me, what are you doing alone? You are a girl, you know, you don't have to be so strong, let alone ...... And now me, isn't it? As I said, I won't let you suffer a little more grievances, but you also have to know how to cherish yourself, right? ”

It turned out to be not an aggressive bullet, but a heart-warming worry.

"Jiang Ye, I ......" Mo Qingqian originally wanted to tell Jiang Yeli that she was fine, she just came out to play for a while, and she didn't need to worry so much.

But Jiang Yeli still didn't let her finish her words: "I know, where is Xiao Qingqing now?" I'm here to take you home. ”

Mo Qing was stunned for a long time, and at that moment, she had the urge to cry, but she didn't know why, probably because of the sentence "I'll take you home".

The voice of the night left kept ringing on the other end of the phone, as if it was as close as it was in her ears. Mo Qing's heart slowly settled down as he listened, as if he had a return.

Although she wanted to, Mo Qingqian still didn't let Jiang Yeli come to pick her up, one was because she couldn't let Jiang Yeli know that she came to see Yun Peichen, and the other was because she was tired and embarrassed, and she couldn't let Jiang Yeli see anything anymore.

Such an unbearable scene, one time is enough.

On the way to see Jiang Yeli, the wind had already blown away the smell of smoke, but Mo Qingqian was still not at ease, so he bought another bottle of perfume and sprayed it, smelled it carefully, and made sure that there was no smell of smoke, so he went to see Jiang Yeli with a nervous mood.

Before she could get closer, she was sure that the man was leaving the night with just one back. But before she could get closer, she saw a girl appear out of thin air next to him, looking at the pretentious look, probably wanting his contact information.

Mo Qing pondered lightly, aren't the rumors between them well known? Is it because the publicity is not enough?

During the time she was thinking, Ye Li was already running towards her with an incomparably bright smiling face.

"Xiao Qingqing, let me tell you a particularly interesting thing."

"Oh."

"Someone just asked me for WeChat, guess how I did it?"

"......" didn't want to answer, "You gave?" ”

"That's right!"

Well, the night, you're done!

"I gave Yan Ze's to her, hahaha, I'm laughing to death!"

"......" why is it so naïve!

"Really? Hahaha, then Yan Ze probably wants to thank you! ”

But why did she become naïve?

"What fun is Xiao Qingqing playing?" Put Yeli on Mo Qing's shallow shoulder, and his movements were skillful and natural, "Why don't you go out when I'm fine, as soon as I have something, you go out and don't know who to be happy with?" ”

Catching a glimpse of Jiang Yeli's aggrieved expression, Mo Qingqian spent a lot of effort to barely laugh.

"This one...... Don't tell you. She smiled and broke free from her embrace and ran forward.

Jiang Yeli also smiled and followed closely behind Mo Qingqian.

How hopefully time stops!

Don't torture us with those sufferings, please give us a happy ending, please fulfill my little wish, I don't expect anything else, only this one vision.

During the chase and fighting, something suddenly fell out of Mo Qing's shallow pocket, and it was a black bracelet.

Picked up Yeli, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said with surprise: "Is this what Xiao Qingqing made for me?" It's so good-looking, worthy of Xiao Qingqing! ”

"No," Mo Qing touched his nose with a shallow smile, "That was given to me by Yan Ziyu." ”

"What?" The eyes of Ye Li instantly became disgusted, and he pinched the bracelet that was originally held tightly in the palm of his hand with two fingers, and his expression was so disgusted that he couldn't dislike it anymore, "I'll just say who has such a broken hand, what the hell is making it up!" ”

That's not what someone just said.

"Since you dislike it so much, give it back to me." Mo Qingqian said that he was about to take it.

But he blocked Mo Qingqian from the night, didn't even look at it, and directly put the bracelet on his hand: "You can't wear this kind of bracelet well, you have to be a masculine man like me, and you have to wear it to taste." ”

I'm talking nonsense with my eyes open again.

Childish stingy guys!

"At night, let's go eat wontons! How about a stroll around the lake after eating? ”

"It's all up to Xiao Qingqing." pulled Yeli past Mo Qingqian's hand.

The moment the fingers are interlocked, happiness seems to be right in front of you.

"By the way, how did you rehearse today? Tomorrow is the school anniversary. ”

"Xiao Qingqing can rest assured, everything is going well!" Ye Li made an OK gesture to Mo Qingqian.

"I haven't heard you sing yet, when will you sing to me?"

"Every day after tomorrow."

"Why after tomorrow?" Mo Qing raised his face and asked Jiang Yeli, "Why not now?" ”

Slashed Yeli on her nose and smiled lightly: "Xiao Qingqing will know tomorrow." ”

Mo Qingqian was originally very curious, but when he heard Jiang Yeli say this, he also stopped asking.

Turning left and right, Mo Qingqian took the night away into a small alley, which was also the only alley she remembered, because her words and half moon had taken her countless times.

"You can smell the fragrance of wontons ten meters away from the shop, this is the real ten-mile fragrant wontons."

Here's what he introduced to her.

For no reason, Mo Qingqian shed a tear.

"Xiao Qingqing, you...... What's wrong? ”

Hearing the worried voice of Jiang Yeli, Mo Qingqian hurriedly wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "I don't know, maybe this fog has entered my eyes, it's okay." ”

Jiang Yeli didn't expose Mo Qingqian's lies, but just clenched her hand.

Mo Qingqian was obviously already an old customer of this wonton, and as soon as the proprietress saw her, she came over and greeted: "Why are you coming here at this time?" It's been a while. ”

"It's a busy time." Mo Qing was polite.

"Shallow, come on!" The proprietress shouted to the boss, and then beckoned Mo Qingqian to sit down, and when she saw the general beside her, she asked, "Who is this young man?" ”

Before Mo Qingqian could speak, Jiang Yeli had already spoken: "I am her fiancé." ”

Don't be ashamed at all!

"Really?" The proprietress looked shocked.

Looking at Jiang Yeli's expectant eyes, Mo Qing nodded with a shallow ghost.