Cao Pujia smiled sarcastically and said, "It's strange that Mr. Lin still doesn't want to mention Miss Li. ”

Lin Fan didn't answer, just lowered his head and watched the two of them walk in unison, listening to the sound of footsteps sinking into the sand.

"Do you like Lu Yi?" Lin Fan suddenly asked, I don't know why Lin Fan felt like a myocardial infarction as soon as he thought of it today.

"Do you like Miss Lee?" Cao Pujia raised her eyes to look at her, and did not answer the rhetorical question.

The sea is crazy, there is a cold feeling of independence in the world, she is like Chang'e who went down to earth tonight.

"I like it." Lin Fan paused, but still said with a weak heart.

He thought in his heart that of course he loved Li Qinghe, if he didn't love Li Qinghe anymore, then who would he love?

Cao Pujia?

As soon as this idea came out, Lin Fan felt that he was outrageous.

"I like it too." Cao Pujia didn't look back, looking at the sea, her voice was hoarse and lonely, like a doll that had been thrown away.

There is a fragmented aesthetic.

Lin Fan was choked by her words and was silent for a while.

The two had a strange understanding all the way and had nothing to say, until they passed by a double swing by the sea.

"Do you want to sit?" Lin Fan asked confidently.

"Hmm." Cao Pujia hummed lightly.

The two sat on the swing, and Lin Fan shook slowly.

Haifeng is still cold and ambiguous, and the waves keep splashing and seem to outline the shape of love.

"Do you like to listen to songs?" Cao Pujia looked at the endless seawater, and her voice was full of sorrow.

"I like it." Lin Fan felt that she had a charm, and no matter what she said, he would promise her.

“… Later, I finally understood in my tears that some people are not there once they miss it..."

Cao Pujia's lips opened lightly, her beautiful eyes were full of mist and crystal, and her eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly vibrating.

The song is intoxicating, melodious like a cloud that has been blown away, making people feel more and more sad the more they listen to it.

Lin Fan couldn't stop looking at her, only to see her shed a tear, blown off her skirt by the wind, Cao Pujia took a breath, and her empty eyes gradually filled with something that Lin Fan couldn't understand.

It seems that she thinks of a beautiful past, and this past is like rain, it evaporates after it.

"Stop singing." Lin Fan held her trembling hand, couldn't bear to listen to it, and didn't want her to cry anymore.

Lin Fan raised his hand to wipe her tears, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't make the next move for a long time.

Cao Pujia also noticed it, and immediately wiped away her tears with her white jade finger pointing upward.

"Do you know what it means to wipe your tears upwards?" Lin Fan's words were surprisingly gentle.

"What does it represent?" Cao Pujia washed her nose, and her voice was crying when she spoke.

"The person who represents the tears is arrogant, arrogant, and does not want to bow his head even when he is most vulnerable." Lin Fan stared at Cao Pujia for a moment.

The same is true of him, the two of them are like.

"It's the first time I've heard such an explanation." Cao Pujia smiled lightly, but did not listen to her heart.

With their current relationship, it is strange that they can still speak so calmly.

"Actually..."Lin Fan wanted to say and stopped.

"Huh?" Cao Pujia turned her head to look at him, there was only a fist between the two of them, so close that the sound of each other's breathing and entanglement could be heard clearly.

"Nothing." Lin Fan swallowed his saliva and moved his body back a little.

"Let's go, we should go back too." Cao Pujia pursed her lips in frustration, and her beautiful eyes flashed with sadness.

Lin Fan saw it really and felt sad in his heart, but he didn't dare to give her a response or even a little comfort.

"What's that?" Cao Pujia turned her head, her eyes were full of shock, a man wearing a printed shirt and a mask, chaining a middle-aged uncle to a dog chain, slipping like a dog.

"Liang Xiao?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed with anger, and he immediately ran over.

"What a coincidence! Dog walking can also bump into it. Liang Xiao looked through the mask with excitement in his eyes.

"Aren't you amnesia?" He didn't wait for Lin Fan to speak, and looked at Cao Pujia.

"Shouldn't I be with Li Qinghe if I have amnesia?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Fan didn't understand the meaning of his words, should he be with Cao Pujia if he didn't have amnesia?

"It's nothing, it's just that I sigh that you are more affectionate than Jin." Liang Xiao smiled from ear to ear.

"Dogs can't speak." Lin Fan glanced at Liang Xiao in disgust, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, picked his nails, and was put on a dog chain.

He questioned, "He's just an ordinary person, what mistake did he make to treat you like this?" ”

"He likes to abuse cats and dogs, not a person." Liang Xiao said, kicking the middle-aged man's ass.

"Wangwang..."The sound of the dog barking with pain reached Lin Fan's ears.

He looked at Liang Xiao in disbelief, a person was abused like this.

"You..."

"You don't want to say that the wicked have their own harvest, do you?" Liang Xiaoyi tilted his head to look at Lin Fan, as if he was looking at an innocent child.

"I'm sorry, I'm the sky."

"I don't know, I thought you were a fool in the second grade!" Lin Fan glared at Liang Xiao irritably.

He also hates the pervert of abusing cats and dogs, but such a pervert can only be condemned by morality.

But it can be regarded as a fresh life, and he can't help it if he doesn't save it.

"Do you sympathize with him?" A little strangeness flashed in Liang Xiao's eyes, if Lin Fan dared to answer yes, he might break Lin Fan's neck on the spot.

"If you don't sympathize, you can discount his leg and let him be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, no better than now." Lin Fan raised his eyes and said coldly.

"You think I'm cruel?" Liang Xiao was not satisfied with his answer, the kindness of a woman, just a child.

"Aren't you just a pervert? You don't deserve to be cruel. Lin Fan seemed to have heard a big joke.

"Don't say that, or I, a pervert, will make the beauties around you into human specimens." Liang Xiao raised his hand, smiled weirdly, and drew circles on Cao Pujia's body with his fingers.

"You're looking for death?" Lin Fan grinned fiercely and held Cao Pujia's hand behind him.

He didn't know why, when Liang Xiao was about to attack Cao Pujia, he wanted to kill Liang Xiao now.

"Whew... You don't want Qinghe anymore? Liang Xiao looked at Lin Fan with interest, as if he had found a fun toy.

"Don't go off-topic, break your legs, cut off your hands, choose one and let people go." Lin Fan looked at Liang Xiao with burning eyes.

"No, he killed so many cute little animals, and of course he tried all the abuses before he died." Liang Xiao's tone was light and breezy when he spoke, as if the middle-aged man was not a person, but a dirty thing.

"Whatever." Lin Fan suddenly relented, not that he was afraid of Liang Xiao, but that he was afraid that Cao Pujia would be injured.

And such a cruel animal, it doesn't matter whether they live or die.

"Want to go?" Liang Xiao laughed, took off his mask, his face was delicate and warm, and suddenly sighed.

"I'm Li Wei, help me... Help me..."The middle-aged man suddenly spoke, his body was still trembling, and his eyes glanced at Liang Xiao with fear.

"Did you speak? Don't want the tongue anymore? Liang Xiaoke had no sympathy, and kicked Li Wei's pelvis to pieces.

The person was directly paralyzed, paralyzed on the beach, moaning, and barking.

"Li Wei?" Lin Fan was thoughtful, he remembered this person, he had eaten together, but who was with her?

Why he couldn't remember exactly.