The night wind blew Yan Qing's long hair and Du Fengqing's heart.

Yan Qing looked at Du Fengqing calmly, and saw the changes in his eyes.

At the moment when Yan Qing's words came out, Du Fengqing's heart suddenly throbbed, very clearly, very clearly, it hurt, as if he was pricked again and again by a very thin and sharp needle, and his hand was clenched into a fist.

He wanted to say a few words to bring this sentence with him as usual, but Yan Qing's appearance was different from the previous times when she refused.

He suddenly remembered that when he met Yan Qing for the first time, at that time, there was always a feeling of meeting an old person, she was not like the people he had met in the past, so every time he got along with each other after that, there was always a feeling that he had known each other for a long time.

It's as if you walked down the same street and said the same thing a long, long time ago.

So he always felt that he shouldn't let go, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart, telling himself all the time that he couldn't give up.

But now, this person is in front of her, and she uses a sober and clear tone so clearly, so how can she continue to like her, and how can she continue

There was silence all around except for the sound of the wind and the rustling of the leaves that had been blown away.

Yan Qing was watched by Du Fengqing, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to that year, the city was full of wind and snow, and the young man in military uniform put down the firearm in his hand.

She whimpered, tears overflowing from her eyes, and shook her head desperately at him, but she couldn't stop him from kneeling in front of her eyes, those knees, with a heavy thud, the sound of bones hitting the floor, red eyes, she struggled desperately.

Du Fengqing just comforted her, her lips, which had no lip color, opened, and said silently: Don't be afraid.

Extracted from his memories, Du Fengqing at that time gradually overlapped with Du Fengqing in front of him now.

The impression of Du Fengqing is high-spirited, whether it was in the past or now, the difference is that Du Fengqing in the past, there was never a shortage of peachy news around him, and they all said that the rich son of the Du family was a prodigal son in love.

And now Du Fengqing, there is not even a female colleague by his side, since he saw Yan Qing, it seems that everything has just begun.

And now, it all seems to be coming to an end.

Du Fengqing's clenched hand slowly loosened, like the sand he was grasping, because he couldn't catch it, the sand was leaking from his fingers little by little, he could only let go, maybe in this way, the last handful of sand could be easier.

His voice was hoarse, as if a word had been squeezed out of his throat, "Good." ”

This word is like walking for half a life.

Yan Qing's heart was not as relaxed as she imagined, but sank badly, she looked at Du Fengqing, who was obviously depressed in front of her, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she was going to say.

It doesn't seem appropriate to say anything, and it's messy to cut and untidy.

The two of them didn't know how long they stood in place, the night wind blew harder, Du Fengqing sorted out his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "It's late, I'll send you back to the dormitory." ”

Yan Qing shook his head, "No need, you can go first." ”

As she spoke, she took off her coat and handed it to Du Fengqing.

Du Fengqing didn't take it, just looked at her, his hand was slightly stiff, "It's cold at night, you can wear it." ”

Yan Qing's hand always stopped there.

Du Fengqing didn't answer, the two were deadlocked, and in the end, Du Fengqing compromised, but not completely compromised, turned around and left, leaving Yan Qing alone in the pavilion in the grove.

The leaves rustle in the night wind.

Yan Qing's hand clutched her coat tightly, and at the moment when Du Fengqing walked away, her strength seemed to be withdrawn, and she sat on the stone chair in the pavilion, her eyes empty.

Scenes from the past uncontrollably appeared in his mind, and those eyes that were always smiling, he smiled like a peach blossom blooming in March.

He is different from the people next to him, although he is very good-looking, but his mouth is very poisonous, in fact, people who have heard him talk will find him very annoying.

So it can be seen that his younger brother Du Hengqing can't stand him.

In his previous life, he was a rich boy with a stinky body, but he always treated people so well that people felt that they couldn't be rewarded.

Rich people may be very stubborn, so he has been stubborn from the past to the present.

Be upright and serve the motherland.

A stupid body, left to himself.

In her impression, she has never seen Du Fengqing's back, but what she left Du Fengqing will always be the back, including the heavy snow, which was the first time she saw him cry.

Coolness slid down his cheeks.

Yan Qing was slightly stunned, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the coat in his hand.

The familiar cold breath belonging to Du Fengqing still lingered slightly in her nose, and her tears kept overflowing from her eyes for some reason, as if she wanted to return the tears that had not been shed for most of her life at one time.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, but the tears still flowed, and the tears that kept flowing made her gradually irritable, her nose was sore, and the emotions that had been lost for decades came to her heart, and her eyes seemed to turn on a switch.

Yan Qing hugged his coat, buried his whole face in his knees, and let tears hit his coat.

The moon was hidden under the dark clouds, she couldn't see it really, she couldn't see that there was a person in the pavilion clearly, because of crying, so that Yan Qing's shoulders trembled slightly, as if at this moment, she finally lived like a person.

In the distance, Du Fengqing stood at the corner of the teaching building, never left, because it was so far away, he couldn't see what Yan Qing was doing in the pavilion, he could only see that she had never left the pavilion.

She didn't leave, he didn't leave, although this is the school, but I still don't feel at ease, this stop, is an hour.

He followed Yan Qing from a distance, and watched until he arrived at the girls' dormitory, and when he calculated the approximate time, he felt that Yan Qing should return to the dormitory, so he left downstairs from the girls' dormitory.

Yan Qing stood at the window of the corridor, watched his figure leave, took his coat, and returned to the dormitory silently.

Gao Aya Zhang Xiao was originally listening to Xiao Cha talk about the gossip of those senior brothers, but when she saw Yan Qing coming back, she said hello, and excitedly wanted to call her over to listen to the gossip together, but when she saw that her eyes were red as if she had been beaten, she jumped up from the chair in fright.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you!?"

The three of them surrounded her and asked for a while, "Are you crying?" ”

"Who bullied you?"

"You tell us, are those people talking nonsense again?"

"I'm fine." Yan Qing shook his head, cried all night, only felt dizzy, put his coat on the chair, climbed on the bed, covered the quilt, and fell asleep.

Gao Aya and Zhang Xiao were shocked, and the two muttered quietly, "Qingqing is a little strange, I used to take a shower when I went back to the dormitory."

"yes. She's usually so clean."

"I've known her for so long, I've never seen her cry."

Xiao Cha stood in front of the desk under Yan Qing's bed, staring at the coat on the chair, touching his chin with his hand, thoughtfully.

Zhang Xiao on the side looked at her, "What, what do you see?"

Xiao Cha narrowed her eyes, "Don't you think this coat is a little familiar?" ”

Gao Aya immediately stared at it, "I seem to have seen it somewhere."

The three of them stared at the coat on the back of the chair.

Half a minute later, "Ahhhh

The six eyes were relatively high and abrupt, Senior Brother Du walked through the hot pot restaurant tonight.

After changing it, you can taste it with peace of mind.

Some treasures may feel that the female protagonist's feelings for the second male are a little abrupt.,Let me explain.,Actually, I've always hinted in the text that the current female protagonist actually likes the second male (when I was emotionally ignorant at the beginning of my last life,,I worship and like the male protagonist Yan Xiuwen),It's not very obvious to write.,Because she's lived too long.,Nearly a hundred years old.,So it's actually a little numb to feelings.,So the mood is relatively lacking.,But because her memory about the second male is coming back little by little.,So the second male is also changing little by little.。

Just like she rejected the second male, she felt uncomfortable and cried, but she couldn't cry, so crying was also very awkward and strange, and she needed to get used to it...... Well.

It may also be that my writing is not enough to support me to write about this subtle psycho-emotional change haha, and I still need to hone and hone and make persistent efforts.

About the previous life, it will be revealed soon (somehow back to the previous life).

I listened to the birds and cicadas all night, and I wanted to fall out of love.

(End of chapter)