That night, the water town in the dream, as usual, was still full of friends.

Leng Yue, as usual, sat in the back, in the corner against the wall, drinking the strong and slightly bitter coffee.

Deng Qilin was also singing as usual.

Singing about improvisations that are not popular, not popular, but strange, some 'school tunes'. Now, Deng Qilin is singing a song called "Suddenly One Day".

In those days of the consortium,

Emptiness and loneliness sleep with me,

Suddenly one day,

She appeared there,

She is as beautiful as a star,

She floats like a fairy,

She smiled with a mesmerizing smile,

She said to me inexplicably,

I shouldn't have listened to her, I shouldn't have trusted her, and I shouldn't have paid attention to her!

(But, hell!)

I listened to her, believed her, and paid attention to her!

From then on, my eyes shone with beautiful brilliance,

This beautiful splendor captivates my eyes,

My heart is also clothed with this beautiful light.

Deng Qilin raised his head and looked at the sky, as if recalling, there was a peculiar smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

At this time, Leng Yue just lowered her head slightly, quietly drinking coffee and not moving.

Although her expression was indifferent, she knew the true meaning of the song.

Come to think of it, she really feels a little guilty in her heart...... After this period of contact, she felt that Kirin was a very simple young man, like his father, a little persistent in feelings, a little stupid, but cute.

She really wanted to tell him that although she couldn't give him the affection he wanted, there were many kinds of feelings in the world, sister and brother love, brother and sister love, friend love, as long as he wanted it, she would not be stingy.

But...... She couldn't tell him, and it wasn't time to tell him......

Thinking of this, she sighed, and there was a thoughtful look in her eyes. At this moment, Yuan Qingfeng came over.

Leng Yue saw him at a glance - he was standing in the doorway, looking around at the noisy café, searching.

The eyes of the two of them met, and he saw her, too. Without hesitation, he cleared the crowd and walked over to her.

Leng Yue's heart was beating wildly, and the blood in her body was about to boil.

Yuan Qingfeng, he walked to the coffee table and stopped, he stared at her for a long time......

"You're here. ”

Leng Yue's cheeks were crimson, and her voice was soft.

"What, did I come over and move you?" Qingfeng's eyes were cold, and his voice was faint: "Look at the expression, your life is quite happy!"

His deep voice was like the last string of a cello.

Hearing such words that had an extraneous sound and some yin and yang weirdness, the crazy joy that ignited in Leng Yue's heart disappeared in an instant...... The crimson on her cheeks was gone, and the sparkle in her eyes was disillusioned.

"Who are you, do you know me?" she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Are you kidding?"

Qingfeng looked at her worriedly.

"Get up—"

He grabbed her arm.

"Why are you here again?" he asked, lowering his voice, "why don't you avoid this dangerous man and still hold him here?"

Looking at the cold moon in silence, Qingfeng's face changed.

"Do you want to step on two boats with one foot?!" he asked angrily, all the way to her face. "Hurry up - let's find a place and have a good talk!"

"We, there's nothing to talk about. Leng Yue withdrew her arm and twisted her face as well. "Because our relationship is over!" she said angrily.

"The end?"

Yuan Qingfeng looked at her as if he couldn't believe it.

"Yes! OVER!!"

A wave of tears rushed into her eyes, and she closed her eyes, tears almost falling.

"What the hell is the matter with you?" he leaned down and re-examined her, a faint ache in his heart. "Why do you keep saying these inexplicable things? Even if it's over, why should you tell me why it's over?"

"Are you asking me for an explanation?"

Leng Yue looked at him squarely and forced the tears in her eyes back.

"Are you a policeman? Are you arresting a delinquent girl? What right do you have to interrogate me, and why should I have to explain everything to you?"

In an almost miserable feeling, Leng Yue thought that he had gone through vicissitudes of life, just to keep his agreement! And he, not only had he forgotten his existence, but he seemed to have regretted his current choice.

"How dare I take up Advisor Yuan's precious time?" she lowered her eyelashes and said lightly, "Recently, you are so mysterious and strange, so cold, and sanctimonious, where do you need to talk to someone?"

"Oh, you girl......" Yuan Qingfeng frowned. "It's really going to be a rake!" he annoyed.

"Why did you come here?" Leng Yue settled down, stabilized her voice and asked, "Invited?"

"What?" Yuan Qingfeng's eyes revealed a strange expression. "Do you need to be invited by anyone to come to a place like this?"

"Oh, I asked the wrong question, uncle!" Leng Yue really calmed down, her voice was gentle, and she smiled. "Looking at the expression, the uncle's life is not very good, is it?"

"Congratulations - you got it right!"

Yuan Qingfeng glanced at Leng Yue and Deng Qilin, who was singing.

"What a vision!" He said in a calm voice, "Cinderella has finally become a princess." ”

"How do you know?"

Leng Yue smiled lightly, she curled her mouth and looked up at him.

"What?"

"Got it, I went from Cinderella to a princess!"

Qingfeng stood there for a long time without speaking, and she only heard his heavy breathing.

"If you don't like him, why do people all over the world think you like him?"

"That's because - everyone, fascinated by our hidden charm!" Leng Yue couldn't continue to laugh, and she couldn't continue to look up at him. "So, what about you? Do you think so?"

She turned her gaze back as she made contact with his fiery, exasperated eyes.

"Of course I remember our relationship!" Qingfeng looked at her seriously. "And what about you, don't you remember what we said together?"

"I'm not alone in amnesia!"

Leng Yue fell on her head and blocked the words of Qingfeng.

"I like the atmosphere, I like the songs, don't you?"

"I see!"

Yuan Qingfeng clasped his hands on his chest, he looked at her, and leaned against the wall angrily.

"If this place was so good, it shouldn't have been leaning into my arms and crying!"

"You-" Leng Yue couldn't control her voice, and the lump in her throat was expanding. "What nonsense are you talking about?" she asked, shuddering.

"Don't you understand?"

Qingfeng's voice was full of anxiety and pain.

"That's what you do, aren't you? You're a contestant? Aren't you in love with me at all?" he squeezed her arm again. "Why did you make me like this?!Why did you give me hope and let me down?!!?!

"Are you done venting?" she gently removed his hand that was pinching her arm, and a smile appeared on her lips: "If Zizhi can have wings, he can fly to the sky." ”

"What do you mean?"

Qingfeng was puzzled and glared at her.

"I mean, give you two wings, and you, the old virgin of the frog prince, will be able to go to heaven, right?" Leng Yue calmed down and said, "I don't like you to question me like this! I don't like you glaring at me like this!"

"Yue'er ......"

Yuan Qingfeng stared at her, his voice softened.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked softly, "Think about it from a different position, the phone won't turn on, the text messages won't reply, and you still run to this kind of ghost place to support that kid...... You know how I feel right now?"

"What about you, where have you been these days?" Leng Yue looked up and stared at him, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. "Where's the call?"

"What?

Qingfeng stared at her sadly, and the ice floe on her heart was expanding.

"I don't think we need to be here, complaining to each other!" he looked at her for another two seconds. "Alas," he sighed softly, "I think we'd better get out of this hellish place as soon as possible, because it's too noisy here." ”

"Noisy?"

Leng Yue looked at him dissatisfied.

"So you're now—have you finished checking your post?" She whispered and asked, "Are you going to leave the arena before you kick the gym or smash the field?"

"What?"

His eyes widened.

"I don't think we need to leave. Leng Yue wiped her eyes, and her voice stabilized again. "Because there's singing, there's applause, there's cheering! and, what you think is noise...... No one will hear our conversation at all, so if you want to complain, you should do it quickly, and you don't have to look for another place!"

"How do you know I'm here to complain?" asked Yuan Qingfeng in a calm voice.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"I've worked hard! My heart is painful! I can't say what I suffer!" The heartache had made Qingfeng lose his composure, and his voice was getting higher and higher, and his face was getting whiter and paler. "I'm not doing well! it's not good! it's not good!" he cried.

"Why?"

"I also want to know why! Why does a good person become a ghost, a substitute for someone else?"

Leng Yue frowned, looking at the curious gaze cast by her neighbor, she was annoyed.

"Are you unreasonable?" she asked in a low voice, "Is it possible that your soul has been violated by another person, or has the other person caused you some frustration?"

Her big black and white eyes were looking through him.

"Soul violated, frustrated?" Qingfeng chewed in the sound of guitar singing in the room, and he snorted softly, saying, "I can recover from frustration, but I probably have a terminal illness!"

"Oh?"

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.