It's getting late, it's not dawn

The purpose of Su Shangqiu this time is to make the people in Changsheng Village have different opinions. Now observing the attitude of the old man in front of him, he found that the goal has been achieved, and his mood is naturally much more comfortable. Every sip of tea he drinks feels extra special sweet.

The tea is strong, fragrant, birds chirping and people laughing.

After chatting for a while, the sun has already shifted, so naturally it's time to say goodbye.

In order to prevent the incident of not having a car yesterday, Su Shangqiu walked out of the village this time without waiting for sunset, and took a taxi back to the hotel.

Su Shangqiu paused when he told his story here, because his mouth was a little dry. He asked his worker to bring a bottle of mineral water, took a big sip, and then asked: "Do you know How did things develop after that?"

You don't say how we know how things develop, Qin Min muttered in his heart, but as a listener, he still asked politely: "How did things develop later?"

"The thing is like this. After I returned to the hotel, I waited for the events in the village to ferment. What I thought at the time was that after everyone in the village knew about the expropriation, I would go into the village to persuade them. Maybe I would add fuel to the flames." After a while, maybe things can be negotiated, but do you know what happened afterwards?"

"What happened?" Qin Min was also aroused by Su Shangqiu's words, and asked a little closer.

The winter in the south is warm, but in Changshan, it is a little hot. When Qin Min listened to Su Shangqiu seriously and calmly, the other end of the city was not calm. The other end of Fenglin City is naturally another city , and what I want to talk about at this time is naturally Huahai City.

The gate of Huahai People's Hospital is constantly being entered and exited. If someone looks down from the sky, the following is like a cold dynamic painting. Under the same background, there are people with different expressions. Those who enter are sad, and those who exit Joy, it interprets people's emotions so vividly and so coldly.

A cloud in the sky moved away from the sun, completely exposing the sun under the sky. The sun shone down, and the hospital seemed to be coated with a layer of gold leaf, dispelling the icy breath.

A man and a woman are now coming out of the hospital doorway, into the changing background, into the sunlight.

The man's face was a little pale, and his face was a lot thinner, but he still couldn't stop the handsomeness on his face. Those eyes were still so charming, and the unique melancholy in them was still intoxicating.

There are many people in the world who will pretend to be lonely and melancholy for a period of time, thinking that they are really lonely. In fact, no amount of loneliness is created by themselves, just to make themselves look lonely and melancholy.

Some people hate loneliness and let themselves fall into loneliness unconsciously, some people enjoy loneliness and let themselves into loneliness deliberately, but these loneliness all have a sense of decadence, which makes people look a little negative.

But the melancholy in the eyebrows and eyes of this man who came out of the hospital was innate, like a part of him, you can feel the charming drunkenness from his melancholy eyebrows and eyes, but you don't feel Decadent, but full of healing.

There is a woman next to the man. If the woman beside such a handsome man is very ordinary, it may lead to a good story, but it will still lack some beauty.

Fortunately, the woman next to the man did not disappoint, and did not destroy the beauty of it. The slightly curly bangs of the woman were as natural as the trajectory of stars, and set off the entire fair and delicate face as pure as a lily in the morning light. .

It's just that the woman's face is a bit haggard, probably because she hasn't slept well for many days.

The woman is naturally Luo Xue, and the man is naturally Mi Yao.

The falling snow is white and picturesque, and the rice shines brightly.

But what is the relationship between snow and rice?

Normal white?

But is the same color the same heart?

Looking at Luo Xue's haggard face, Mi Yao couldn't help feeling a little distressed in his heart. Suddenly, he slowly stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Luo Xue's fair face, Luo Xue suddenly took a step back.

Mi Yao's hand fell to the empty space.

After taking a step back, Luo Xue lowered her head and said, "Please don't do this, I... I don't deserve you to do this for me, and don't do stupid things for me in the future."

As Luo Xue retreated, Mi Yao's hand seemed to be fixed in an empty space, and listening to Luo Xue's words, his heart also became empty.

It turns out that you still don't like me at all, and you still only have him in your heart.

Mi Yao hid the bitterness in his heart, then took a step forward and said, "Don't move."

Luo Xue watched Mi Yao take another step towards her, originally she wanted to back off, even after hearing Mi Yao's words "don't move", she still wanted to back off, but in the end she just wanted to, She resisted the urge to back away, but in the end she didn't take that step.

She still didn't want to hurt the person in front of her very much, but she didn't expect that she didn't know how many times she hurt the person in front of her.

Mi Yao stretched out his hand slowly, and took off a piece of plastic paper from Luo Xue's hair. I don't know when this piece of plastic paper got on Luo Xue's hair. How can it be dusty when clean, let alone plastic paper.

Luo Xue looked at the plastic paper in Mi Yao's hand, and a blush appeared on his fair face. It turned out that he just wanted to help me remove the plastic paper. Then my regression just now...

Mi Yao didn't answer Luo Xue's words just now, but he already answered in his heart, that is: for you, everything is worth it.

"This plastic paper is really ignorant. It really has no concentration. Why does it love to drill on the heads of beautiful people so much?"

Mi Yao's words to change the subject seemed clumsy, who told him that he had never been in a relationship before, who made him fall in love with someone for the first time, but precisely because of the clumsiness, these words seemed very sincere.

Luo Xue's face turned red. Although she knew that she was good-looking, which girl would be unhappy when others praised her beauty?

"Just talk nonsense." Luo Xue glared at Mi Yao, but this glaring movement was accompanied by a smile.

Looking at Luo Xue's actions, Mi Yao seemed to have returned to the campus back then. At that time, she was his deskmate. He didn't know that she had someone he liked. They were so unscrupulous and never considered other things. Things, never worry about other things, joking and playing together, and she just liked to stare at him with her big watery eyes during that time.

But those days are finally gone.

"You know I don't like talking nonsense."

"Okay, I know you don't like talking nonsense, now you're out of the hospital, and I have my things to do, I'm leaving."

Hearing Luo Xue said that he was going to leave, Mi Yao felt as if something was about to be lost. He wanted to keep him, but in the end what he said was

"I also have something to do, and I should go back."

"Then... goodbye." Luo Xue waved to Mi Yao, and then left in one direction.

Under the sun, Luo Xue walked silently, and the shadow silently followed, but Mi Yao did not follow, but stood where he was with his mouth tightly closed.

Mi Yao stared at Luo Xue's back without blinking. When Luo Xue was about to reach the intersection, Mi Yao blinked his eyes and let go of his tightly closed mouth. He was really unwilling to part like this So he finally spoke.

He shouted to Luo Xue: "Luo Xue, I like you! I know you have someone you like, but I still like you. I dare not ask for your liking, and I don't want you to say anything to me. I only want you Just listen to me, remember these four words, I, like, like, you!"

He yelled out with all his strength, and yelled a classic idiot confession that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Although he seemed very idiotic, shouldn't confessions be allowed to be a little idiot?

If it is not allowed, what kind of classic is this classic confession, and how can it be used by people all the time?

Therefore, he yelled very seriously and yelled very hard. Because of the excessive force, he also affected the wound that had not fully healed, and the wound throbbed slightly, and his face turned pale again.