readx;? The party is finally over, and if it doesn't end, Yan Min will collapse. The deafening sound effect in www.biquge.info ears is 14 painful, and Han Cong, who frequently picks up the wine glass and cleans it up, is even more anxious. There is nowhere to solve the grievances, and on the surface, he has to pretend to be virtuous and decent. The corners of his mouth are crooked, and his face is stiff.

A group of people staggered down the stairs with their shoulders on their backs, and Yan Min naturally held Han Cong's arm. The night was hazy, and no one wanted to leave first.

Delayed to the end, Han Cong began to stop the car for everyone, "The car is stopped, someone must get in the car, I will break it." If someone wants to walk back to school, I won't force it. ”

Even if he is about to graduate, Han Cong's appeal is still undiminished. Everyone finally divided into several waves and left by car, leaving only Han Cong and Yan Min, and the figures that were attached to each other were separated.

"Thanks, you can also take a taxi back. After the jubilation, he suddenly quieted down, and Han Cong's expression became even more lonely.

"I'll walk with you. Yan Min was reluctant.

"No need!"

"Okay, then I'll go first. Yan Min knew how fragile Han Cong was at this time, so fragile that he couldn't stand being sympathized with and pitied.

After that, Yan Min took a car. After getting into the car, Yan Min whispered a few words to the driver. The vehicle started slowly and suddenly made a U-turn at the intersection in front of it, drove behind Han Cong for a distance and made another U-turn, and then followed Han Cong from a distance.

"Do you want to follow like this all the time?" the driver was puzzled.

"I'll give you more money. ”

"It's not a matter of money or not, it's the first time I've met a guest like you, it's okay to follow the car, how can you follow people. ”

"He's in a bad mood, it's so late, I'm really not at ease, I'm sorry for you. ”

"You young people, you're in a bad mood at every turn. What can happen, will it be better to encounter bigger things in the future? The driver shook his head in disdainful understanding.

Han Cong walked very slowly and stopped at the intersection on the street corner, as if discerning the direction.

Han Cong, where are you going? Yan Min locked his gaze.

Han Cong looked north and walked all the way to the north. The willow branches hanging from the sidewalk continued to cut across Han Cong's head, cheeks, and shoulders under the night wind, and Han Cong did not avoid it, nor did he raise his hand to cover it, allowing the pain to run rampant around him.

The pain was better than no feeling, Han Cong was afraid of losing his senses, afraid of falling asleep on the side of the road. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the effect of alcohol was overwhelmingly sweeping through his body, but he still had to go somewhere.

The taxi generally followed Han Cong to the dormitory of Yunt Company.

Jian Fan has already moved away, and Han Cong knows it. What is he doing here, is he drunk and confused? Yan Min settled the taxi money with the driver, quickly got out of the car and hid aside.

Han Cong looked up at the window where Jian Fan had been, and suddenly leaned over and coughed violently. I really hope that my heart can vomit out, and maybe it will be comfortable when I vomit out. The coughing finally stopped, Han Cong wiped his mouth, leaned back against a tree, and unconsciously entered a groggy state. The body unconsciously slid down and sat directly under the tree.

Yan Min wanted to step forward and help Han Cong up, ran a few steps and stopped, hesitated again and again and finally ran to the dormitory security room, "Young man, please go over there and take a look, there is a person sleeping under the tree, it seems that he has drunk too much, you can see if it is from your building." ”

The little security guard came out of the security room curiously, "Okay, I'll take a look." Recently, the dormitory moved, and it was very messy. ”

The little security guard recognized that the person leaning under the tree was Han Cong, and stepped forward to push, "Hey, wake up, have you drunk too much!"

Han Cong opened his eyes in confusion, "Oh, no." ”

"No, you can't sit here, get up!"

Han Cong looked left and right and struggled to get up.

"Let's go to the security room. I'm going back to my hometown next month, and my family told me about my family and went back to get married. ”

"Oh. It's so good!" In Han Cong's eyes, the little security guard is the kind of person who is simple and optimistic, and does not have too many requirements for life. Han Cong didn't expect that the conversation with the little security guard would be in such a situation again, and at that time he also enlightened the little security guard on how to set goals and how to be proactive.

"Don't laugh at me! In our hometown, we think about a few things all our lives, building a house, farming, getting married, and having a baby. But then again, if you ask for too much, God may not give it, and God will give you anything, we can just catch it. ”

Han Cong looked up at the overwhelmed and muffled sky, am I asking too much?

"Looks like it's going to rain. The little security guard also looked at the sky and urged Han Cong to leave here quickly.

"Can I go upstairs and have a look?"

"Your girlfriend seems to have moved away. ”

"I'll go to her old dormitory. ”

Han Cong was so drunk that the little security guard knew that he couldn't change Han Cong's decision, "Okay, the room key should be placed on the door, you go up." Pay attention, the corridor has been messy lately. ”

"Thank you!"

Han Cong walked to the door of Jian Fan's original dormitory as if he had stepped on cotton, and really touched a key from the door. Unscrewing the door lock, Han Cong took a deep breath and pushed the door open, reaching out and pressing the switch on the side of the door. Although he was mentally prepared, when the empty room crashed into his heart, Han Cong still felt that his heart was instantly hollowed out. Han Cong hid his face and stood up, and the pleasant, unpleasant memories between him and Jian Fan flooded into his mind like a rising tide, curbing all senses, and tears welled up in his eyes.

We have finally come to this point. I gave up!

He Aiyi told me that you are not happy with me, is that true?

In the fall, you walk in front with a stack of books, I keep putting your trench coat and hat over your head, and you stomp your feet in anger and say that you must sew a big bag to cover me. I'm here, why did you leave me behind!

In winter, I stood on the steps of the library and watched you have a snowball fight, and the boys in your class didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, so I couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to join the girls' team in your class. Having won, you excitedly made a Guardian Medal out of snow for me, and I held it in the palm of my hand and watched it melt slowly. I thought that melting in the palm of your hand meant that you would have it for a lifetime, but you took it anyway.

In the spring, you swore to knit me a sweater, I expected you to not be able to knit it, and often the boredom is neither interesting nor patient for you. Sure enough, a few days later, you said you should switch to a vest. I still don't look forward to it, you just see her knitting sweaters for her boyfriend and feel fresh. Ha, I guessed it right again, and in the end I only received a lanyard that you knitted out of wool. If you don't really like to do something, you can't stick to it, just like our love.

In summer, I like to see your long skirt fluttering, and I like to get close to you when you are focused. The freshness of your hair makes me want to stop, and your eyelashes are as long as butterfly wings. You are a calm, sensible, and unromantic little girl, proudly keeping your distance from me. I don't mind, because I know that no matter how close I am, I can't live in your heart, and I wait.

However, today I understand that your heart was never intended for me.

I didn't want to face it at once, even though I designed your relationship in the first place, I still believe that as long as I keep you by my side, I can wait for the desired result. Even if you like Jiang Shuai, I don't think he's just a small episode in your life. However, today, what He Aiyi said made me believe in what fate is.

Before, Jiang Shuai said that he knew you before me, and I only thought it was his momentary words. I was wrong, you really knew each other, at the age when you first fell in love. Jiang Shuai has never forgotten the girl who met him on the Internet, the little bamboo buried deep in his heart.

"Shuaizi, I'm going to Guangdong on a business trip tomorrow, please ask you for one thing!"

"What's the matter, say!"

"My girlfriend will come to Beijing tomorrow, and I guess she will be in the car now. I'll leave my pager to you, and you can pick her up for me. ”

"No problem!"

"Will you take care of the girl? My girlfriend is amazing, don't mess with her. ”

"Haha, what do you mean? Do you want me to take care of her with my heart, or don't I take care of her? Don't worry, if it weren't for Xiaozhu, I wouldn't be interested in any girl!"

"Who is Xiaozhu?"

"Xiaozhu is the only girlfriend in my life! Haha, I promised her on the Internet. ”

"You met on the Internet? Where is Xiaozhu now?"

"I don't know, if it's fate, we'll be able to meet. ”

"Ethereal! And the only girlfriend! I don't think you can meet her in your life, what should you do?"

"Haha, who knows? You don't know how fun and cute Xiaozhu is, she really feels like a small bamboo shoot, optimistic and uplifting. Alas, I told you that you don't understand either!"

"What's your screen name? Maybe Xiaozhu has forgotten you a long time ago!"

"Zhutian, we are tied together, how could she forget me?"

Han Cong shook his head painfully, between Xiaozhu and Zhutian is fate, and I am just a passerby who can't help no matter how hard I try. (To be continued.) )