Chapter 27 Trying to catch the ghost. (Please read it later)

Sycamore leaves, blown by the wind in spring,

The weather is sunny, but it makes people feel gloomy.

Pat pat pat, tears flowed through the eyes drop by drop, slid down the cheeks, and lightly hit the knees, which were cool,

It's always like this, only after losing it will you learn to regret and cherish it.

"Of course we will be in the same university. Because Qingmeng is here, Xinghe is here, and I will accompany you."

"We grew up together. If I don't take care of you, who will take care of you?"

"Tsk, it's not Luan Qingmeng, why do you have so many people confessing to you all day long?"

"Can we discuss it? Next time someone confesses to you, don't tell me, I won't be interested!"

"Fuck, just do it. When the time comes, you lose your temper. It's up to you what to do!"

Oh, all the memories at this moment seem to be flashing by like a lantern. Xu Xinghe's face, his voice, everything about him seems to be particularly clear in my mind at this moment.

It hurts, it hurts so much. The past experience between the two of them was like a film, being pulled out of my mind bit by bit.

Finally, Luan Qingmeng couldn't deceive herself anymore. She couldn't take any chances, couldn't stick to her habits anymore, and she started to face it again after she was completely broken.

In the corridor, Luan Qingmeng felt that it was difficult to breathe at this moment, and it was heartbreaking. Maybe he had to bite his lips hard and cover his mouth hard to prevent the pain from uttering. How many years?

, Xu Xinghe is not just Xu Xinghe, he may be a habit. Perhaps only by complete loss can the importance of that position be understood.

Luan Qingmeng, whose eyelashes were trembling, her lips were trembling, and her whole body seemed to be shaking uncontrollably, could no longer squat. She felt the coldness of the floor on her buttocks and pressed her whole body against the wall. She raised her head slightly and looked at the same person with a pale face.

pale empty ceiling,

Cruel and bloody, Xu Xinghe was too decisive, without any ambiguity or any softening of tone.

He stood up again, returned to the classroom like a zombie, and returned to his seat, sitting blankly, with the sound of reading aloud, and the sound of diligently turning the pages. Time passed by second by second, and Luan Qingmeng's face turned ashen.

I sat in the classroom for a long time, and even when I heard the bell, there was no movement. I felt sadder than to die. When all the students in the classroom left, they all went to have dinner.

Wu Yuqing worriedly held her hand, which was a little cold at the moment. At this time, Luan Qingmeng's lips were slightly opened numbly,

"Yu Qing, I seem to have really lost Xu Xinghe, whose eyes are full of Luan Qingmeng."

hiss.

Anxiously, Wu Yuqing squeezed Luan Qingmeng's hand slightly, and her heart tightened. This was the first time she saw Luan Qingmeng, whose eyes could even be said to be empty.

Qingmeng, how confident she is, her eyes are always bright and lovable, but at this moment, everything has been taken away. At this moment, her body is soft, like a puppet with strings, only the image, no

Lost the former glory

In the classroom, sporadic light came in through the window. Looking at the sunset on the table and on the books, Wu Yuqing wanted to comfort her. What could you say? How could you say that? Didn't you lose it?

Damn, Xu Xinghe is still here.

As a result, she stared at Luan Qingmeng for a long time without saying a word. She stared at her for a long time, gritted her teeth, and finally asked, "Do you know what Xu Xinghe wants now? Do you know that what Xu Xinghe wants is actually recognition.

I don’t want to be just your childhood sweetheart, nor do I want to be your classmate, but your Xu Xinghe, the Xu Xinghe who belongs to you.”

Without giving Luan Qingmeng a chance to digest it, Wu Yuqing gritted her teeth and then added, "No one likes to engage in ambiguous tricks with someone all the time. Being ambiguous will eventually hurt people, Qing Meng."

You even watch him being with others but you can't do anything about it. He can accept other people's overtures with a smile, he can choose to go to college with anyone, he can drink other people's mineral water openly in front of you. But you can't do anything about it.

.

Damn ambiguous.

"During this period, have you ever thought in your heart, even just once, how great it would be if you were Xu Xinghe's girlfriend?"

You can lose your temper aggressively, you can angrily ask Xu Xinghe to give you an explanation, you can bite him, you can quarrel with him, you can vent your dissatisfaction with him unreasonably, but not now. There is nothing you can do because you don't have it.

qualifications,

The sincere words were like knives, cutting holes in my heart one by one, and the blood was dripping at the moment.

"And in a longer period of time, don't you think that Xu Xinghe won't be thinking about the same problem in his heart?"

Pat pat pat, in the classroom, tears hit the table one by one. One sentence suddenly exploded in Luan Qingmeng's heart, and the last trace of dignity she wanted to keep was peeled away.

Regret and guilt filled her heart.

"Qing Meng, you really have to do something."

If you just cry like a fool anymore, Xu Xinghe’s children will really have to call you Aunt Qingmeng in the future. After all, tears are the most worthless thing in front of a boy who is heartbroken.

The sound of the ticking clock was heard. She didn't even eat dinner today. She turned on her phone and looked at the photos she took with Xu Xinghe for a long time.

The classmates in the class also came back one after another, and Luan Qingmeng's mood finally stabilized. She wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes. When she saw Xu Xinghe and Huang Wen walking in from outside the classroom, talking and laughing,

After that, the eyes no longer escaped.

Therefore, Xu Xinghe was happily immersed in the joy of answering questions, and planned to spend the weekend with Teacher Fang for extracurricular tutoring and learn more postures.

And when school was over in the evening, there was a crescent moon in the sky, and the two boys on the ground were walking home leisurely. They were full of spring in April, the leaves were green, and they were in a good mood.

Wait until you get on the bus.

Huang Wen, who had been holding it in for a long time, suddenly and mysteriously took out an envelope from his bag. It was Xu Xinghe's favorite color, light blue, and there was a faint fragrance of lily petals on the envelope.

On the envelope, there is a sentence beautifully written with a gel pen. Look, it seems to be a poem.

Xu Xinghe took the envelope from Huang Wen's ambiguous eyes and saw it clearly now.

"When you're drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars~"

Xu Xinghe looked at the outer cover of the envelope with a strange look on his face, "Did Luan Qingmeng ask you to give it to me?"

An envious expression appeared on Huang Wen's face, "Xinghe, you turtle has perfected your cultivation this time. Luan Qingmeng, you really took advantage of me and wrote you a love letter. Damn it!"

"." Xu Xinghe looked at the envelope silently and rolled his eyes. He didn't even look at the envelope and then stuffed it back into Huang Wen's hand. He thought, are you okay? You want to catch the ghost, you want to!

(End of chapter)

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