This TV series looks very awkward, just a poor boy has three friends, one of the friends is the rich second generation, the rich second generation is the protagonist, he fell in love with the poor boy's girlfriend, let the poor boy's leader know, the leader in order to tie up the rich second generation, he embarrassed the poor boy, and also set the poor boy, let the poor boy borrow usury, and defrauded the down payment for buying a house, and finally the rich second generation took care of the poor child's friend, and the other friend also stimulated the poor boy, saying that the rich second generation likes the poor boy, Then the poor boy with low self-esteem gave up this relationship and sent his girlfriend happiness, and his girlfriend was on good terms with the rich second generation.

Jiang Yang looked at this plot, "This plot is a little familiar." ”

Li Qingning fed Jiang Yang a mouthful of yogurt.

Jiang Yang felt like him, "It feels like I'm mocking me for buying a house." ”

Li Qingning dipped yogurt in his hand and sent it to Jiang Yang's mouth, and after Jiang Yang licked it clean, he said, "Then don't worry, what you can't get, my sister will give it to you." What is the rich second generation, we are now the rich generation. ”

She was able to rest on the weekend, and she asked Jiang Yang if she wanted to do a business of hundreds of millions now.

My sister is so flirtatious.

Jiang Yang didn't hold it.

The two didn't go out all day on Sunday, Li Qingning practiced the piano, practiced yoga, cooked, Jiang Yang pulled films, read scripts and played games, and waited until the evening, the two of them cleaned up, Li Qingning wore a casual white shirt on the upper body, a pair of khaki wide-leg pants on the lower body, simple and textured, Jiang Yang passed a black T-shirt on the upper body, and walked with her to complement each other.

Li Qingning made an appointment with Mr. Wen to have dinner in Longfu in the evening. They just sat down in the atrium of the Dragon Mansion, and soon after they sat down, they saw Teacher Wen come with his wife and daughter. He also brought the books and materials he had sorted, and after introducing and sitting down, he handed over the things to Jiang Yang. Mr. Wen's wife's name is Li Lu, a university professor, majoring in psychology, and used to be Mr. Wen's teacher.

Teacher Wen was very proud, "I said at that time that I had a psychological problem, and I kept going to Mr. Li. ”

He asked Jiang Yang how he chased Li Qingning into his hands.

Jiang Yang paused, intending to give full play to his potential in making up stories, but before the words came out, Li Qingning, who was chatting with Li Lu over there, said: "He went to our school when he was a junior, and I asked for his phone number." ”

Teacher Wen gave a thumbs up, "I wanted you to be so handsome, how much energy did I save." ”

Li Lu rolled her eyes and said to Li Qingning, "Do you know what the gift he gave me for the first time is?" A bag of pears. ”

Teacher Wen has one thing to say, that bag of pears is really delicious.

Later, Mr. Wen told Jiang Yang about his experience in making TV series and movies, which opened Jiang Yang's eyes. After eating, the two families chatted for a while, and then strolled home and parted ways in the hall.

After returning home, Li Qingning took off his shoes and walked on the floor barefoot.

Both of them were a little tired.

She put a vinyl record, poured two glasses of red wine, handed Jiang Yang a glass, and waited for them to sit on the sofa, looking at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and after the bright lights of the bustling place in the distance, the music reached their ears with the help of the stereo that Li Qingning had spent a lot of money on. Jiang Yang sounded a sentence, the treble is sweet, the middle tone is accurate, the bass is deep, in short, it is transparent.

The song is Li Qingning's song.

She hummed softly in Jiang Yang's ear, which sounded good.

Twelve o'clock in the night.

This is a very awkward point in time.

In terms of time, it is already tomorrow, but in terms of biological clocks, many people are still left yesterday.

Jiang Yang's colleague Sister Han Xiaoxiao's biological clock was still yesterday.

She was lying on the bed brushing and pushing, the other side of the double bed was empty, it turned out that it was her roommate, her college classmates, her best friend, they graduated together, worked together, lost their jobs together, but in the end she left Kyoto, Kyoto is very big, Kyoto has many cities, many high-rise buildings, but there is no future for her here.

There is no future for her here.

The couple next door had just finished doing something, and she listened to a live version; She refreshed again and again in the topic of plum fish; She repeated the action over and over again, and sometimes she didn't know what she was looking at, but she didn't want to sleep, as if as soon as she slept, she said goodbye to today, and ran towards the future that was hopeless and expected to change, but powerless to change.

There are few topics in the super talk. The only thing that is a little hot is "Mr. Anonymous".

Many sisters in the super talk are talking about who the anonymous name of the big demon king @ is.

Until—

"it!"

"Damn!"

"Come and watch the promotional video of Director Zhang's new movie "Farewell", there are surprises!"

"Great Demon King! It's the Great Demon King! ”

The excited information of the sisters kept flashing in the super talk, Han Xiaoxiao's brain buzzed, and then hurriedly quit the super talk, searched for the promotional video of the movie "Farewell", and opened it in one go.

As soon as the screen lit up, a line of white words appeared in the pitch-black screen:

If you only have three months left to live, how will you say goodbye to this world?

The sound of the lake waves.

In the picture, a middle-aged man sits by the lake, looking at the sparkling lake and the sunset.

A line of artistic words emerged: "Farewell" - Li Yu.

The voice that belongs to Li Yu sounded, a little lazy in the magnetism, a little affectionate in the lazy, almost as soon as this voice was remembered, Han Xiaoxiao fell into the atmosphere or provocative atmosphere that he used to listen to the big demon king sing.

Li Qingning's singing voice pulled people away from reality and made people sit in front of her, a glass of wine and a cup of tea. She whispered in front of her, telling the story, not saying sadness, not joy, just using a song to give you a story.

Han Xiaoxiao's description is not very clear, anyway, it is a very sultry, very literate, and very healing feeling. This feeling is rare in the later albums of the Great Demon King. But this song, just with "outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road", she was immersed in it.

“…… The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain; The end of the world, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered......"

The Great Demon King stood at the foot of the mountain at sunset, looking out at the boundless wilderness.

This is the first time that the big demon king has appeared in the camera after five years, and Han Xiaoxiao keenly found that the big demon king has matured, no longer the little girl who laughs and scolds, but a little more intellectual and elegant, and has become an experienced person.

She sang a farewell in a low voice.

Han Xiaoxiao listened quietly, and now she saw her roommate outside the long pavilion, on the side of the ancient road, in the green grass and the green sky, the sound of the willow flute blowing in the evening breeze and the sunset outside the mountain.

She left in the morning, in the haze or fog, and left by train, but Han Xiaoxiao still remembered her.

She packed her salute and left the master bedroom half empty, scanning everything with remembrance. She said goodbye to Han Xiaoxiao at the bus stop, and her figure disappeared into the thick fog, goodbye, or never again.

Liuhan Xiaoxiao wandered under the bus stop.

She couldn't tell the sadness at the time, but now it is slowly relieved in the singing, this is the farewell.

We met for a period of time, we went to school together, ate together, drank together, watched movies together, traveled together, talked and laughed together, and fantasized about the future together, but we will eventually run towards our respective futures, we are powerless, we are sad, we can do nothing, we only hope that each other will cherish each other in the future.