"What is the emotion of love?"

"This seems to be a difficult question to answer in words, and even if you describe it, it seems pale and weak, and I always feel that I lack the complex heart of the time."

"This emotion may be the smiling faces of men and women under the rain and dew, or the youth flowing together under the sunset, or the lingering in front of each other's doors late at night after getting angry."

"And in the love relationship, deception, concealment, sincerity, and dedication are more difficult to define."

"But from the perspective of management, although we can't deliberately seek special answers, we can also summarize the general laws of human love and emotion..."

Most people have dreams about their emotions.

Maybe I saw that back by the lake, but I couldn't catch it.

Or chase her agile and jumping steps in the quiet of the forest.

It may also appear directly in the marriage hall.

Bright red carpets lay flat on the floor, crystal chandeliers radiated brilliant colors, and the air was strewn with salutes.

Dressed in a white wedding dress, she held her father's arm, and the flower girl walked slowly behind her with the tail of her skirt, and the bouquet of flowers became the most beautiful flower in the world at this time.

She is also the only person in your mind, and the hustle and bustle of the surrounding guests is frozen in this picture.

It's just that I can't see her face clearly, and even if I try my best to remember, it's still to no avail.

The delicate face under the pure white veil has become an untouchable pity.

Only that figure is intertwined in your mind, tormenting you who wake up and lose your soul, and even years later, it is still imprinted in your heart.

That's how complex the emotion is.

Even if I can't remember her face for a long time.

But the impulse in my heart cannot be suppressed.

Even if a rational person touches this emotion, he will act against the bottom line and principles, even if he sees that face from afar.

But the depths of this emotion are greedy after all.

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

Endlessly break the last side that has persuaded you.

Is this the essence of the emotion of love?

It's hard to define, and it's even harder to explain.

Yuan Laiguang's fingers stayed on the keyboard, looking at the words in the document and being silent, his gaze gradually darkened.

He was also thinking, and he was also delving, so much so that he was distracted for a long time.

"Lai Guang, Lai Guang..."

It wasn't until the familiar voice in his ears slowly became louder that his eyes gradually brightened again, and the colors of the whole world returned to his mind.

Minamoto wriggled his stiff neck and looked to the left.

I saw Xiao Mu Qingming looking at him with a worried face.

"Lai Guang, what's wrong with you? Is it a fever, dizzy or not? ”

Kogi Qingming turned the chair around, and the eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

After shaking Yuan Laiguang's body, he saw that there was no reaction, so he just looked at himself fixedly, just like the tendons in his nervous brain couldn't match.

Directly stretched out his hand to probe the temperature of his forehead, and then withdrew it and touched his own, a little overwhelmed for a while, anxious like a hamster in a cage.

"I'm fine, just a little distracted." Yuan Laiguang felt a little relieved and moved, it is difficult for a college roommate to have such a deep relationship, and it is even more difficult to be so caring and considerate of others.

It is difficult to have friends after the three views are determined, and it is even more difficult to change the way of getting along with each other, and there are too few people like Kogi Harumi who are good wives and mothers.

Especially in this society where things are rampant, it is even more difficult to see, and everyone is a rare treasure friend.

In his memory, he used to have a typhoon coming, and Xiaomu Qingming took the initiative to send umbrellas in the rain, and he was bedridden with a severe cold and took care of him carefully, changing towels every half an hour.

can cook and contract housework without the slightest complaint, even bigger than Yamato Nadeshiko, it is simply intolerable if it is not cherished.

If there is such a girlfriend, Yuan Laiguang is also satisfied.

If you have a wife like this, what can you do with your husband...

I almost forgot that he was a man again...

Yuan Laiguang quickly dispelled this thought.

Xiao Mu Qingming saw that he finally came to his senses and spoke, so he swallowed the heart that had been raised in his throat back into his stomach, and patted his flat chest while breathing a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, it's okay, I thought you were a little hypoglycemic, you have been writing papers at noon, I asked you to go to dinner and you didn't eat, I'll buy you something to eat later."

"I'll go to the convenience store and buy some bento boxes and go back to eat."

Yuan Laiguang did feel hungry in his belly, and he did not eat at noon, but after hesitating, he still didn't plan to let Xiao Mu run around.

He looked out the library window at the sky and saw that it had completely darkened.

"That's fine, go back and microwave it, and I won't cook dinner today."

Xiao Mu Qingming thought for a while and nodded, seeing that he had no signs of low blood sugar and did not force it, but listened to the voice in Yuan Laiguang's throat that was a little dry, and looked at the drink that had been drunk in front of him, and handed over his cup: "Let's drink some water first." ”

Minamoto Yorimitsu's throat was indeed a little dry.

Since noon, I have only been concerned with writing papers, and I have not made any progress.

It was not polite to take Xiaomu Qingming's cup, and the men didn't mind so much, so they unscrewed the lid and drank a few sips down their throats.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate, Xiao Mu Qingming couldn't help but smile in his eyes, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head to the side and looked at what seemed to be looking for something, and then turned his head after making sure that it was still there, and whispered to Yuan Laiguang: "By the way, someone was looking for you just now." ”

"Someone looking for me?"

Minamoto pauses in his action of drinking water, and he now feels much more comfortable in his throat.

Xiaomu Qingming doesn't drink cold all year round, like a girl who is menstruating all year round, and often adds a little honey to hot water, which is the most moisturizing throat and promoting digestion of the spleen and stomach.

It's just that it's easy to get out of the stomach if you add too much.

"It's a girl, right there."

Minamoto looked in the direction he was pointing.

I saw a cowering petite figure standing not far away.

The appearance of shrinking his head and shrinking his head is not who else can be in Sakuha's small vine.

Yuan Laiguang put down the cup and got up and walked over, while Kogi Qingming sat still and didn't move, looking at his back and secretly took out his mobile phone.

Kogi Harumi pretended to look at the phone as if nothing happened, but in fact, he quietly opened the camera to the other side, and the thumb and index finger continued to expand the multiple of the mobile phone camera.

"Damn, I can't see clearly!"

Maybe it's because the zoom of the mobile phone is not very good, Xiaomu Qingming adjusted the multiplier to the maximum, and he couldn't see the little girl's face clearly.

The screen of the mobile phone is full of spots similar to the old TV, plus the girl's bangs are a little long, and I can only give up after a few attempts.

Just as he was about to take a photo and go back to study it, he found that Yuan Laiguang had already said goodbye to the other party and turned back, and the frightened Xiaomu Qingming hurriedly put away his mobile phone and turned around to pretend to read.

It wasn't until Yuan Laiguang sat down again that he mustered up the courage to ask.

"What is that girl looking for you?"

"It's okay, send me something, let's go."

"Oh, okay."

Xiao Mu Qingming looked at the thing he placed on the table horizontally, and found that it was a white jade seal, and then looked carefully at the bottom of the horizontal place, there were still a few antique words engraved on it.

【Minamoto Lai Guangyin】

Seals are not something that ordinary relationships would give.

His face turned pale in an instant.

Is this a token of love?