At the wedding, the heroine saw the figure of the teacher, the teacher was still dressed straight, mixed in the crowd, in the eyes of the heroine, he was still outstanding.

Later, the heroine heard from her best friend that the teacher actually divorced immediately after getting married, and the reason is unknown.

Later, when the heroine heard the news of the teacher's death, she went to the teacher's grave and cried all day.

Finally, at the end, there was only a yellowed diary, and the first page was opened, with beautiful and capable handwriting on it, which read: Xiangxiang, I love you too!

……

At the end of the movie, Su Yue's eyes were swollen like light bulbs, and she was still sobbing when she left the theater.

There was only the last one left in a pack of restaurant paper, Qiao Chen handed it to Su Yue, frowned and asked funny: "Crying like this, as for it?" ”

"The director is terrible." Su Yue choked up and said, "Why don't you let them be together?" Why let the teacher die? ”

When Qiao Chen heard this, he showed a helpless expression.

How would he answer?

Helpless for a while, he smiled and said: "It doesn't have much to do with the director, it's mainly the screenwriter." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to help Su Yue wipe his tears.

On the way back, Su Yue was still immersed in the story told in that movie.

On the bus at ten o'clock, there was no one left, and the seats were empty.

Qiao Chen and Su Yue sat in the last row, and Su Yue didn't know when his head was on Qiao Chen's shoulder.

After she walked out of the plot of that movie, she looked at the empty bus and muttered, "This is the kind I imagined." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Chen didn't understand what Su Yue was talking about, and looked at her with puzzled eyes.

Su Yue said: "It's like this on TV, the male and female protagonists take the bus, and there is no one on the bus, so the two of them sit together and stand together to the end, so romantic." ”

Qiao Chen: "......"

He hooked his lips, smiled slightly, and then reached out to grab Su Yue's little hand.

The wide palm was just enough to wrap her little hand.

……

Su Yue and Qiao Chen returned to school, it was already eleven o'clock, Su Yue fell asleep in the car, and Qiao Chen woke her up when she arrived at the station.

I didn't sleep well, and when I got out of the car, her steps were soft and she yawned.

Seeing this, Qiao Chen said lightly: "Su Yue, I'll carry you." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Su Yue to answer, took a step forward, walked in front of Su Yue, turned his back to her, and bent down to carry her up.

All the action, all in one go.

After Su Yue was picked up by Qiao Chen, she was stunned, and her hands instinctively grabbed Qiao Chen's clothes, "Qiaoqiao, you don't need to carry it." ”

She twisted her body as she spoke, feeling that it was awkward to be carried by Qiao Chen like this.

"Su Yue, don't move." Qiao Chen was very persistent, and had no intention of putting her down.

Su Yue let out an 'oh', and he really didn't move if he was very obedient.

Under the white light, the tall boy carried the petite girl on his back and stepped into the school gate with a leisurely pace.

Walk past the black Mercedes Benz.

The man in the car looked at them with a stunned gaze and watched them disappear from sight.

Night, boundless black.

The heart is surging with bursts of sourness.

The man took a sharp puff of the cigarette in his hand, and the smoke was so rapid that the cigarette got into his lungs, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt, reached out and covered his chest and coughed violently.

After a violent turmoil, the internal organs slowly returned to calm.

His deep dark eyes looked faintly at the towering gate of the school.

Ming Ansheng, come every night, tell yourself every day, you have long said goodbye to this era, and you are going to get married.

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