"We ...... Are you really together?" Qingfeng asked as if he didn't believe it, "It's not a dream, is it?"

"If it's a dream, it won't hurt!" Leng Yue opened her mouth with a tearful smile and bit his arm.

"Ahh

The breeze is blowing!

"Would you like to wake up if it's a dream?" she asked him, smiling.

"No-" Qingfeng shook his head seriously, "I'd rather sleep in a dream!" he said, "Because being with you is my dream!"

"I heard that dreams go to people who like to dream. ”

Leng Yue kissed lightly, the arm that had been bitten by her.

"Because my dream has come true!" she said, blushing with excitement, "because I've found mine...... Dream lover far away!"

"Far Mountains?"

The breeze fluttered.

He looked at her, his eyes full of confusion.

"Yes!

She nodded, in an affirmative tone.

"You-"

He paused, then shook his head again.

"Yue'er, are you confused?" he went to shake her shoulder. "I'm Qingfeng! You can see me clearly, I'm Yuan Qingfeng!"

"I know!"

"Yes...... Why ......?" he asked confusedly, "but you call me Yuanshan?"

"Why don't you tell me the truth?" her big black and white eyes stared at him, her eyes straight.

Qingfeng frowned.

"I don't know what you mean. He said.

"You're Chinese New Year's Eve years old!"

Leng Yue stood still, turning sideways to face him.

"But why do you keep telling me you're twenty-five?" she looked into his face, his eyes.

"You're ......" Qingfeng bit her lip, not daring to look her eyes squarely. "How do you know?" he lowered his gaze and looked at the cobblestone path beneath his feet.

"Breeze!"

Leng Yue's sincere voice sounded.

"I like you who are honest, you who are honest!"

"I ...... I'm afraid of a lot of things!" Qingfeng said vaguely. "I didn't mean to lie to you!" he confessed: "At first, I didn't want age to distance us, but later, I didn't dare to disprove my lies. ”

"What about birthdays? You told me on the Internet before, right? Double Eleven, born after eleven o'clock, right?!" Leng Yue looked anxious.

"Yes! That's right! Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Qingfeng's whole heart was in turmoil. This...... Is it important?" he asked, "But I still don't understand! What does this have to do with that 'distant mountain'?"

"Of course it does! because—" She stared at him, glared at him, stared at him. "You're the mountain!—you're the mountain!" she grabbed his arm and shook it rudely.

"What?!"

Qingfeng asked in surprise.

A chill swished down his spine.

But after a moment, he calmed down.

He wrapped his hands around her in his arms, and he looked tenderly into her eyes.

"Leng Yue, please listen to me!" he smiled uneasily. "When I got to know you, you mentioned the distant mountain, and presumably the distant mountain ...... you," he paused, smiling weakly. "I have an unforgettable relationship with you!" He said reluctantly: "Maybe, I may have some resemblance to him! Perhaps, you mistook me for him, and it is understandable! But I--it's Qingfeng, it's Yuan Qingfeng who has a name and a surname, a father and a mother! I'm by no means anything, the distant mountains in your mouth!"

Hearing Qingfeng's firm tone, Leng Yue's heartstrings tightened unconsciously, and her face gradually turned pale.

"Although it has been nearly three years, you have forgotten all about it, I ...... Still don't believe it!" Her language was clear: "Tell you Yuan Qingfeng! We have known each other for a long time, and we have fallen in love with each other!"

"What!?a long time ago?"

The cheeks of the breeze are all bloody.

"Could it be that you were my past life?" he asked.

"No, no, I'm talking about the soul!"

"Cold Moon, you-"

Qingfeng suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Are you...... Excessive thinking about someone can become so incoherent!" he sighed and shook his head. "You think I'm him!

He stared at Leng Yue in despair, his lips sinking into his teeth.

Who the hell is this girl? Is she an infatuated girl? Or are you playing with him?

"Look, I'm a flesh-and-blood living being!"

Qingfeng stared at the cold moon who was lost in thought, and he regained his strength.

"I have a shadow, I breathe, I have a body temperature, I can talk, laugh and eat...... If you don't believe it, you can touch it!"

He took Leng Yue's hand and pressed her hand to his chest.

"In short, I have everything that a living person has! I am a real person, a real living person! I—not a ghost in your mouth, and no one else!" Qingfeng blushed as he said excitedly.

"Distant mountains—no, no!

Leng Yue patted his arm comfortingly.

Her melancholy eyes glistened with tears.

The tears seemed to say to the breeze, you just admit it! Admit that you are a distant mountain!

"Leng Yue, I beg you! Don't treat me as a distant mountain! I'm Qingfeng, Yuan Qingfeng, I'm not a stand-in for anyone!"

"Stand-in?"

Leng Yue smiled.

"Of course you're not a stand-in, you're the same person, let me tell you slowly. ”

"Leng Yue! you must be tired today......" Qingfeng said with a shake of his head, staring at her. "I feel now, maybe I shouldn't—get too close to you!"

"Really?"

She sighed softly and left his embrace.

"I suddenly felt like my life was like a movie. Leng Yue looked at him and sighed lightly: "Before I found you, my life was a suspenseful and tense action movie, full of a series of surprises and accidents, and there were many NGs......"

She smiled slightly, with a slight sorrow in her smile.

"What kind of film is it now?" her eyes were like water, and her voice was as deep as a dream. "Romantic romance literary films?"

She looked at him silently and sorrowfully, and the breeze was terrified under her sad eyes.

"You should know that the hero of my life is you!" Leng Yue continued softly: "But what is it now, are you making a horror movie? Oh, don't take it seriously! When the movie ends and runs the subtitles, I hope that your name will appear next to my name!"

She stood there quietly, elegant, noble, delicate, and gentle.

"Alright, good night. ”

She turned, walking back silently alone.

Looking at the girl who was like a purple cloud, Qingfeng was a little confused. An uneasy emotion enveloped him more and more!

He suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was so unfathomable.

She's like the most incomprehensible of books, she's a girl on the outside, and she's a real woman!

He felt like he had been caught! No!

He was like a moth in a spider's web, unable to break through the tangled web! and, worst of all, he could not figure out the nature of the web.

"Cold Moon!"

He screamed softly and followed.

"Hmm, how?"

She turned her head quickly, staring at him with melancholy eyes.

"Y-what do you want to say?" she asked.

He wanted to tell her, tell her that he didn't mean to say anything just now, deliberately said the phrase 'shouldn't get too close to you', tell her his love and sincerity, tell her that it was her appearance, and make him full of expectations for a tasteless life. However, when he saw Leng Yue's melancholy eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say. He just said in his heart: please give me more time to accept the fact that I am a 'substitute'.

"I ...... I want to send you back. ”

He said no, feeling weak and powerless.

"Okay. ”

Leng Yue quickly turned around and glanced at him, and soon, a layer of melancholy flew into her eyes again.

She walked very fast, and in a short time she was submerged at the end of the neighborhood.

The breeze stood outside the community for a long, long time, and in the night sky, you could vaguely feel the fragrance of the clothes left by the cold moon.

What a strange girl!

He shook his head, full of indescribable, dizzy emotions.

It was an emotion he had never felt in thirty years of his life.

*

Many days have passed, and the relationship between Yuan Qingfeng and Leng Yue has become lukewarm, as if it is about to leave.

I'm not Yuanshan, I'm Yuan Qingfeng!

The fact that Qingfeng is not a complete distant mountain, Leng Yue obviously knows it in her heart, but she sincerely hopes that he is Yuanshan! Looking forward to it, he can replace Yuanshan! However, because of his words, I am not Yuanshan, she finally woke up, what she loves is still Yuanshan! It's just that why is her heart so empty? When facing Yuan Qingfeng, what does the throbbing she feel mean?

The cold moon, proud and sensitive, brought an invisible pressure to the breeze. And what about the breeze, Leng Yue's words from the distant mountains disturbed his thoughts, and from then on, his simple heart was not at peace for a day.

Deng Qilin during this time, since the last time he broke up with Leng Yue in the Western restaurant, he rarely saw her.

As for his relationship with Xiaoxi, he hopes that after the concert, he can completely let go and concentrate on the pursuit of Leng Yue, who has fallen in love with him. He thinks that his singing voice has always expressed his thoughts better than words, and that Xiaoxi can appreciate everything: his genius, his feelings, his unrestrainedness!

He firmly believes that at the concert, he can easily conquer Xiaoxi with his singing! At that time, Xiaoxi will definitely regret it, regret not being able to see him earlier! He wants to enjoy, or see, Xiaoxi's regretful appearance.

The day has finally come.

At seven o'clock on Sunday night, at the Lanfeng Nightclub, Deng Qilin stood on the stage with a guitar in his arms.

He stared nervously at the audience.

It's not bad, as a colleague, Xiaoxi really gave him a lot of face.

At the moment, Xiaoxi was sitting in the middle of the first row, but ...... He told him that he didn't want to bring her boyfriend, who was 'excellent in character and learning', but she still brought Li Siqi.

The two of them look like they are loving and loving, and you and I look like they are in love.