Sitting on the plane with Miss Ye, Yeats was playing with the protective radish, and Han Qian looked out the window.

After a long while, Yeats said softly.

"Figured it out? Why did the blind man leave you suddenly. ”

Han Qian looked out the window and didn't speak, Yeats smiled.

"When I was in Germany, Yu Blind told me a lot, although the two of us would quarrel, but the two of us talked to each other the most, every girl around you carved up a spirit from you, warm spoiling, Yan Qingqing's wisdom, nursery rhyme money, Cai Qinghu's bravery, Ji Jing's strength, An An's trust, encouragement to me, guilt to Luoshen, what did you do with poetry?"

Han Qian was at a loss.

Oh, yes!

What have I had with poetry?

Yeats said again.

"Although I hate Yu Blind, but I also like her character, if you like it, you rush, regardless of the consequences, regardless of the scolding, everything you insist on being together is maintained by Yu Shishi alone, right! You won't say it, but you'll think, I didn't take the initiative to provoke Yu Shishi! She posted it herself, but Mr. Han, people's hearts are flesh and blood, don't you really like poetry at all? Six years and five months, a stone is also hot, right? ”

Han Qian opened his mouth, Han Qian, who was the most able to quibble and argue unreasonably, wanted to say that he liked poetry, Yeats covered Han Qian's mouth.

"Don't let me hear you say that you like poetry, it's not a matter of jealousy, but it's about saying that we can all do it, and if you say something against your will, you won't go into the oil pot, but what have you done?"

predicted what Han Qian said, because her name was Yeats.

Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, at this time, the eyes of the first-class people stole over, Han Qian smiled awkwardly, took the cigarette, took a deep breath, Yeats frowned.

"You don't have to sigh, wrong is wrong! Yes, there are many girls around you, and there are many girls who take the initiative, but between you and the poems, the poems are working hard to maintain, so that a girl doesn't care about the cheekiness to get closer to your relationship, but the attitude you have been putting on is not to take the initiative and not refuse, sometimes you will flirt with me, if you are unhappy, you will go to Ji Jing, if you have no money, you will go to Qinghu, and if you are lonely, you will find warmth, but have you ever thought about your poetry? You never thought that if Yu Shishi didn't speak, it wouldn't even appear in your mind, yes! You are very good at poetry, and you are anxious when poetry is hurt, and you want to find a way, but Mr. Han, this is guilt, it is your guilt about poetry, you never face your heart, you have never liked poetry. ”

Han Qian was said to be upset, but today's Miss Ye was very strong, and forcibly broke Han Qian's head to look at herself.

"If you are angry, I will also say, I don't like Yu poetry, I also want to say, I feel unfair and unwilling for poetry, if you don't like her, you just refuse directly, just strangle her This idea, okay? The poem said that his parents brought back a blind date, how did you react? You didn't, there was no reaction at all, but if someone said to introduce someone to Nuan or Cai Qinghu, Han Qian, tell me, what would you do? ”

Han Qian was silent, Yeats became more and more excited, and shouted by pinching Han Qian's face hard.

"A girl has liked you for six years and five months, and you tell me, which girl around you has liked you for so long? From the warmth at the beginning to the Roselle at the end, do you dare to say that they don't covet what you have? Don't covet your brain? Don't covet your craft? What did Yu poetry covet? She's not pregnant now! ”

Yeats's voice was loud and loud, which caused the dissatisfaction of the other passengers, and someone opened his mouth to tell Yeats to be quiet, and Han Qian grabbed the glass and smashed it.

"Tell me to throw you off the plane again, what the is Han Qian like me?"

There was already a fire in his heart and there was no place to be angry, Yeats pinched Han Qian's face and said seriously.

"That's right! You are not a good thing at all, and you don't have to maintain the image you want, Han Qian, you are cheap! You can't see others being kind to you, others beating you and scolding you, you will always remember in your heart, who supported this family during the time you disappeared? Your Aunt Ji? Your Cai Qinghu? It's warmth, and who is it that supports warmth and can do these things? It's poetry, she doesn't need warmth to worry about anything in business, Yu Shishi walked towards you with a flame in his hand, you blow lightly, the flame is extinguished, who doesn't feel cold! Han..."

Yeats was suddenly speechless, looking at Han Qian, whose tears were sliding down his face and his face full of sadness, Yeats knew that he had said something serious, Han Qian looked at him and opened his mouth in mourning.

"How can I not like poetry, I attach great importance to every girl around you, it's not that I don't do it, but I don't know how to do it."

Yeats pushed Han Qian away.

"I don't want to talk to you, you're just an emotional idiot, what about that brain when you tease me?"

Yeats ignored Han Qian all the way off the plane, didn't even let Han Qian get in the car, and let Han Qian play by himself, while Ye's mother pulled Han Qian into the car, and said with a smile that everything would be fine.

Lying on the bed in Yeats's house, Han Qian put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling.

After about half an hour, Yeats suddenly got up and rode on Han Qian's body, looking down at Han Qian's eyes.

"You're just silent?"

Han Qian nodded, and Yeats said again.

"You shouldn't be doing something?"

Han Qian glanced at Yeats, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest, and finally was slapped off, Yeats blushed and whispered.

"I mean serious."

Han Qian sighed, closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Yeats also sighed.

Although she didn't like Yu Shishi, she just left, she always felt empty in her heart, and she didn't know who to scold when she was in a bad mood when she came to her aunt, so she turned over and lay on the edge of the bed, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Yu Shishi.

"Blind! I'm so sad that you're gone! ”

Ding dong!

A text message returned, a selfie of Yu Shishi standing on the edge of a hot spring in a swimsuit, with a document attached.

[Sister ashore, lame, keep coming on!] 】

Yeats muttered something quietly, then replied.

[If you can't hold on, I'll come back, I'll laugh at you for a lifetime at most, it's a big deal that I shouldn't laugh at you anymore.] 】

[Yu poetry is fearless! Come on! 】

This is the end of the chat, Yeats replied, but Yu Shishi did not reply.

In the corner of the hot spring, Yu Shishi's chest was covered with a towel, his fingers were drawing circles on the water, and his mouth was broken, but unfortunately there was no one else here, and he couldn't hear what Yu Shishi was nagging, but she just saw her raise her head, and then hid the whole person in the hot spring, and stood up violently when she couldn't hold on.

Repeatedly.

It's easy to torture yourself, but it seems hard to forget a person.

(End of chapter)