Yi Shu was destroyed by the hospital's emergency call halfway through eating.

She hurried back to the hospital, and the bag that Gu Qishan stuffed into her hand didn't have time to return it.

Carrying it home at night, Yan Qing saw the familiar packaging bag, and her mother used to like to eat this puff very much.

He remembers that the shop was all freshly made and sold.

The list also says the time of purchase, this morning.

Yan Qing asked her, "Have you returned to Jingqu?" ”

Yishu sat cross-legged on the sofa and drank water: "No, my friend bought it." ”

She didn't drink a sip of water during the two surgeries this afternoon.

Yan Qing sat across from her and asked, "Is it the friend who called you last time?" ”

Yi Shu nodded: "We had a meal together at noon today, and he brought it to me." ”

His face was expressionless, and after a pause, he asked, "Working in Jingqu?" ”

Yi Shu found that he talked a lot tonight, "Yes before, but now I have been transferred to Nanyu." ”

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and a trace of depression floated in her heart.

He learned from Qin Linlin that the man's name was Gu Qishan, and he and Yi Shu liked each other when they were young.

called her Wanwan intimately again, and ran back to Jingqu to buy something.

So I still like Yishu now, so what about her? Still like that man?

Yi Shu remembered that he seemed to like sweets, so he took out a piece of red beans and handed it to her.

He looked at her deeply, pushed her hand away, got up and went back to the room: "Don't eat." ”

Yi Shu's smile froze on his face, what's wrong?

She took a bite of it, and her mouth was full of red bean paste, sweet and greasy.

It turns out that what I liked when I was young really won't like it anymore as time goes by and I get older.

It's like Gu Qishan, just like this red bean pie.

At one o'clock in the morning, Yan Qing pillowed one hand behind his head, staring at the ceiling, extremely sober.

In the evening of the next day, Lin Rang returned to Nanyu and called Yan Qing to make an appointment.

The two had dinner, and Lin Rang saw that he was restless all day and pulled him home.

At the bar, Lin Rang poured a glass of red wine and handed it to him: "I said what's the matter with you, I finally didn't announce that I could come back, what kind of welcome attitude do you have?" ”

Yan Qing didn't pay attention to his complaints at all.

"For women, right?"

Lin Rang has been in love for many years, and he looks like he is trapped by love.

But it's also unusual, he is ready to watch Yan Qing live with work, and then live alone for the rest of his life.

"What kind of woman distracts you...... Yishu? ”

Yan Qing still didn't speak, but Lin Rang understood: "Yes, she is very beautiful." Tell me how she made you lose your mind? ”

Yan Qing glanced at him, lowered his eyelids, and his gaze fell on the red liquid in the wine glass.

After hearing this, Lin Rang laughed so much that he hammered the bar with his hand.

"With my many years of experience in filming and reading novels, this surnamed Gu is the hero of the novel."

Yan Qing had a calm face, and Lin Rang was still chattering and poking him deep in his heart.

"Gu Qishan is the first love of Shu, the male protagonist of campus love.

You? At most, one plays soy sauce.,A few chapters are just to promote the relationship between the male and female protagonists.。 ”

Lin Rang finally found an opportunity to scold him.

Walked around the bar and patted him on the shoulder, filling his glass.

"You are not only playing soy sauce now, but also jealous, old vinegar. If you want me to say, anyway, you also got the certificate, and you directly cooked raw rice and cooked rice, she was pregnant with your child, and it was useless to have any first love. ”

Seeing the warning in Yan Qing's eyes, Lin Rang stopped and made a gesture to shut up.

Cooking raw rice to mature rice is a completely bad idea.

But Lin Rang is right in one sentence, many people will never forget their first love.

Before Gu Qishan appeared, he planned to take it step by step.

And at this point, he couldn't wait.

I once saw a sentence from Plato: Love is a psychotic phenomenon.

At that time, a French roommate was anxious about insomnia for love, restless, lost his mind, and was desperate for the other party.

At the time he did not understand.

Now that I'm in it, I'm gradually feeling that kind of worry, gain and loss, and even insomnia.