"It's okay, it's okay, look at it."

She motioned for him to hurry up and read the news, and he didn't shy away from it at all, and directly clicked on WeChat in front of her.

You Xuezhen hurriedly twisted her head away to avoid suspicion, it was his privacy, even if he didn't mind her, he still had to be respectful.

It's just that the speed at which he clicked on it was too fast, and she still glanced at it.

And this glance made her murmur in her heart.

If she's not dazzled, it's probably her own Maruko avatar - occupying the top position on the interface.

According to the order of the news, there was obviously a new message coming in, but her avatar did not move at all.

You Xuezhen looked at the cloth of the tent in a daze, and thought dizzily, ah, it turns out that he put me on top.

After Meng Shilong finished replying to the message, he switched back to the movie screen, You Xuezhen turned her head and continued to watch, her mind was like boiling water, gurgling and bubbling.

I used to feel nervous when I stayed with him in this small confined space, but now I don't know what the movie is playing, and it is already difficult to maintain a calm posture to watch the movie.

It wasn't until the middle of the movie, when the two protagonists sang the song together, that You Xuezhen was brought back to her senses by the familiar melody. She wanted to sing along with a few sentences with great nostalgia, but was embarrassed to find that they were singing the Cantonese version, and she had been listening to the Chinese version.

"It turns out that the lyrics of the Cantonese version are like this......" she sighed meaninglessly.

And such a meaningless emotion, he can also echo: "Speaking of which, I have never heard the Chinese version." ”

"The lyrics in the Chinese version are also beautifully written, I'll find them for you."

She started to search for songs in NetEase Cloud, but the mobile phone screen was pressed by the wide palm stretched out next to her.

"Why don't you sing it to me?"

You Xuezhen pulled away his hand, shook her head vigorously and said, "No, no, my singing is not good." ”

Although she just had the idea of humming, but when he asked her to sing, she was reluctant to do so, afraid of what to do if she sang out of tune. She didn't want to lose face in front of him.

"The last time we watched "God of Food" together, you hummed two sentences, didn't you sing very well?"

"That'...... That's because I'm familiar with that song, and I probably remember how to sing it at the beginning. ”

"Then sing the beginning, okay?"

It was almost dusk, the sun was cloudy, and there was a faint dim color in the tent, which made Meng Shilong's eyes brighter.

He looked at her with such eyes that it didn't take any more words to make her dizzy.

When she came back to her senses, she had already nodded her head, and Se Lingzhi said in a daze: "Then only sing the first two sentences......"

"Okay."

The clear eyes bent up and made a deferential gesture.

You Xuezhen cleared her throat, looked up at the roof of the tent and sang-

"The spring breeze blows and blows, and it blows into my heart."

After singing this sentence, she stopped abruptly, because when she sang and blew, she directly broke the sound.

She quickly covered her face and said helplessly: "It's gone, it's gone, I forgot about it below." ”

Meng Shilong applauded very face-savingly: "It's good." ”

She didn't believe it: "What a ghost...... It's all broken. ”

"Isn't it? There is a feeling that the spring breeze is blowing violently. He said, "This is how the wind that blows into the heart should be." ”

You Xuezhen was shocked by his description of broken sound, this speaking attainment, it can be used as the leader of the whitewashing army for those artists who have incomplete notes and still want to release singles.

She admired: "If you are so supportive, I won't give you Alipay five cents!" ”

He smiled: "Then I'll sing one more sentence of compensation?" ”

"I've forgotten everything below."

"You just said that you sang the first two sentences, and there is obviously another sentence."

Meng Shilong began to launch a gaze offensive again, silently begging her.

You Xuezhen's scalp was numb, and she muttered: "Okay, just sing one more sentence, I really forgot about it later." ”

Afraid of repeating the broken sound, she brewed for several seconds before she spoke, deliberately lowered her voice, and sang softly: "I miss your heart...... Only forward, not retreated. ”

YES！ This sentence was done well, You Xuezhen straightened her back, and there was a kind of pride that Thomas rotated 360 degrees and landed steadily.

However, she did not hear his compliment.

You Xuezhen sighed in her heart, couldn't it be that she was singing out of tune and didn't notice it? Sure enough, you should still stop the loss in time, and you shouldn't continue singing......

As soon as she finished repenting, she heard Meng Shilong speak, but she was humming softly: "...... I miss your heart, and I only want to move forward and not retreat. ”

He said: "It turns out that the Chinese version of this lyric is written like this, and I like this sentence. ”

You Xuezhen is not stupid, she thought, he has something to say again. But under normal circumstances, no one will continue to say the subtext, this is a tacit love trick that does not need to be learned, and it is easy to make yourself look comfortable and embarrassed.

But there are people who don't play this kind of trick.

He continued: "It's a good fit when I miss you. ”

At this moment, the oxygen in the tent was drained away by his words, You Xuezhen's face turned red, looking at the tent on the left and Meng Shilong on the right, his face was not red or panting, as if what he said just now was not a love word at all.

You Xuezhen couldn't help but wonder, held back and suffocated, and asked him, "Why can you always be like this...... Say this kind of thing so bluntly. ”

"What kind of words?"

"Just ......" You Xuezhen was embarrassed to say, "What do you like, miss, this kind of very straightforward expression of emotion." ”

"For if these words are not said at that moment, it may be too late."

You Xuezhen was stunned.

"I wasn't like that before, and I almost never said that. Isn't it possible to express feelings through action? He lowered his eyes, "Later, after my mother left, one day I went to see her, sitting in the cemetery from morning to night, thinking about all her days, especially the last time......"

I have survived countless times of porridge, I have dozed off several times in the nursing ward, and I have left tears in the bathroom filled with disinfectant water.

Mom's expression will be sad when she sees him like this. When she was finally speechless, she grabbed his calloused palm and scribbled three words before being pushed into the operating room: Yes, no.

He grabbed her hand and tried to say something, but the nurse was already eagerly pushing the bed out. He grabbed an empty hand.

The red light of preparation for the operation flashed, like a red siren on a police car, whirling in his mind sadly.

- He never expressed his love for her properly, making her feel that she had become a burden to him.

She left with such thoughts, and that was the last time they would see each other.

He didn't have time to say anything.

Throughout the memory, Meng Shilong finished in a few words, and his tone was calm, but You Xuezhen could feel a loneliness that was difficult to catch. The loneliness rose with the tide and the moon, the setting sun was forced back, and the tent was like an ill-exposed postcard, dim and still, his silhouette was imprinted there, and he could only touch the letter paper and could not approach it.

Even if it was a futile comfort, You Xuezhen still tried to reach out and grab the hem of his clothes.

She asked, "Have you ever burned paper for her?" ”

"Every year, of course."

"Then let's burn a special kind of paper today!"

Meng Shilong didn't know why: "What? ”

She didn't carry a pen or paper with her, and pulled out her phone to search for nearby stationery stores or grocery stores. The beach is remote, and the nearest shop is a kilometre away.

As soon as the thought of trouble came to her, she immediately suppressed it, deciding that there were some things that had to be done even if it was troublesome.

She snorted to her feet: "I'll go buy a pen and paper." ”

"Now?"

"Hmm!"

Although she didn't know what she was going to do, Meng Shilong didn't question it, didn't ask too much, and got up: "Then let's go together." ”

"No, what if the tent is stolen while we're leaving?"

“…… No one will steal it, right? ”

She pushed him down: "You are waiting for me here." Without looking back, he unzipped and grabbed his phone and rushed out.

She didn't have the physical strength of Meng Shilong to run back and forth to buy things, she honestly took a taxi, and bought paper and pens in less than half an hour, and also bought matches.

When I returned to the beach with my bag, it was completely dark, and I couldn't even see the moon on a cloudy day. Meng Shilong sat outside the tent, facing the direction of the beach in a daze.

She approached him cautiously from behind, bored trying to scare him into livening up the atmosphere, and was still brewing a pose, Meng Shilong had already turned around, she must have looked like a fool when she was only halfway brewing—he couldn't help but laugh.

You Xuezhen sat down awkwardly and pushed the bag to him.

"Write down what you didn't have time to say to your mother that day, and we'll burn it here tonight." You Xuezhen drew one herself, "I'll also write one to my grandfather." ”

Meng Shilong spread out the paper she bought, it was letter paper, and the pattern was gold ingots, which she painted.

She leaned over: "There's nothing close to the paper, so I had to paint it myself, and the painting is a bit ugly." ”

Meng Shilong rolled down his throat and said softly, "It's a little." ”

She feigned anger: "Hey! ”

The two turned on their mobile phones, put their flashlights upwards in the middle of the picnic mats, and used them as night lights, lying on the mat with their heads next to each other, writing on paper. As the time passed, they put down their pens one after the other, folded the letter, and walked to a position a little near the sea.

Then, the two of them crouched down facing each other and put the two balls of paper on the beach. You Xuezhen took out a match and took a deep breath.

"Then we're ready to start burning."

"Okay."

The red match head rubbed against the cardboard box, the sound rustled, and the warm yellow fire lit up in the next second. Both men were silent, watching as the light of the fire shifted to the two thin masses of paper, which stretched and burned in the fire. The flames danced in the eyes of both of them, as if they were burning their eyes.

So You Xuezhen saw Meng Shilong rubbing his eyes.

The moment the fire went out, the sky and the earth darkened, and he let go of his hand rubbing his eyes and fumbled to catch her.

She was clutched so tightly that the back of her hand touched a dampness that wasn't noticeable.

At this time, the heart produces a faint throbbing pain-

After reacting, she grabbed him back with her backhand just as tightly, turning it into a palm to touch his wet knuckles.

She caught his tears in her palm.