Rich and negative

Yuan Fan and Qing Ling seemed to be attracted by the scenery, they were silent, only the sound of "crackling" fire burning.

"Yuan Fan, I think it's time for me to go back to the Cuicang sect." After a long time, Qing Ling said this in an unexpectedly calm voice.

"..."

Looking at Yuan Fan who didn't respond, Qing Ling didn't know how to proceed. He knew that one day, if he had typed countless drafts, it would be extremely difficult now.

"I'm probably leaving... tomorrow morning."

"After so many days, why have you never mentioned that you want me to go back to the Green Cang Sect?"

"Ah? Isn't that because you don't want to go back? It's useless if I say it!" Qing Ling curled her lips in dissatisfaction. I don't know which bastard has been refusing it before.

"Is that so..."

"Why are you always so annoying! Never speak your mind! Always pretend to be inscrutable, is it interesting? I have been working hard to understand you, understand your feelings, and I have always wanted to talk to you Let's share together, why are you just not willing? If this is all my self-indulgent sentimentality, why did I say...I am your closest friend?" Qingling said at the end, her voice choked up . "Why did you have to be punished for me at the beginning...why you bastard... you have to give me so much warmth that I can't let you go." Qing Ling felt liquid flowing over her face, and quickly lowered her head nod.

The body suddenly felt the warmth of the hug, and a deep and pleasant voice sounded in the ear, "I'm sorry, Qingling, I will never do it again."

"Really?" Qing Ling's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Well, I can't let your confession fail so hard."

"Who... who confessed~ Bastard!"

"Heh, fool, go back to the Cuicang faction tomorrow morning, let's go together."

Let the past pass, as long as the future can hold hands and face those happy or sad lives together.

Who knew that the screen suddenly went black, and wrote in scarlet words, "Beauties are all nightmares that confuse people's hearts."

"[Team] names have been snatched up: why do I have a bad feeling."

“[Team] Love my natal idol for a lifetime@.@: Me too, me too, so annoying, why can’t we stay together sweetly╭(╯^╰)╮”

Even Su Ranji felt worried. He didn't know the bitterness in it, and felt that the emotion of breaking through the worldly prejudice would be brave from the bottom of his heart.

I was still careless at first, but I kept my eyes peeled as the plot unfolded.

The picture in the third part gradually brightens from dark to bright, and the name in light blue is revealed.

"The Intersection of Reality and Dream"

It has been two Qiyao, and Qing Ling has not traveled far.Even though it was a full rest period after the retreat, Qing Ling still didn't feel well.But when Qing Ling rushed to the head's office to prepare a theory, brother Qing He was thrown out before he finished speaking, accompanied by an angry roar: "Qing Ling! Do you think I'm idle? "

Naturally, the whole rest period of retreat was put on like this, so Qingling had to enjoy the whole rest period leisurely, and could eat Yixuan's Yangchun noodles every day, which is pretty good, if some things were neglected, then this whole rest period Period is perfect.

Some things refer to the memories of the past that start to roll non-stop every time Qingling is free, but there are only some fragments, which are blurry, even if Qingling tries hard to recall, the picture remains unchanged.In the end Qingling gave up, he didn't want to consume any more brain cells, and Qinghe also said that his brain cells were pitifully small.

Qing Ling, who became very idle, began to wander around the Cuicang faction, he didn't want to be harassed by the inferior images in his mind anymore.I would rather go to a village where I am too familiar, maybe I can meet a gorgeous girl, then I will make a lot of money, haha~

I never thought that what I met was not some gorgeous young girl, but a black long-haired boy full of ice-cold aura. He just stood quietly by the river, and the gentle sunlight coated his figure with a layer of golden light. Added a little soft breath to him.The figure of such a young man merged with the sparkling river surface, like a beautiful oil painting.

Qingling remembered that there should be no such person in the Cuicang faction village, because he had never seen this boy before, but for some reason, he felt that this person had a very familiar aura.

"Hey~ who are you? Are you from this village?" Qing Ling shouted towards the back.

The young man turned around, and Qing Ling couldn't help but be surprised by the familiar face.The young man ignored Qing Ling's surprised expression and showed a faint smile: "It's you, Qing Ling."

"You know me?" Qing Ling was even more surprised, did we know each other before?No wonder seeing him so familiar.

"Hmm..." The young man looked at Qing Ling quietly.

Now Qing Ling is distressed, he doesn't remember any intersection with this person at all.But it seems that he forgot, so how can he continue to talk about it.I can only hold on...

"Aha~ It's you. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing? Are you doing well?" Qing Ling tried her best to show the good attitude of the two brothers.

But the boy showed a playful smile. "My name, tell me."

"Ah?" Qing Ling began to mutter in his heart, didn't he, he actually saw it?How come?Could it be that he has mind reading skills, no, how can there be such fairy skills?Heck, all that matters now is what his name is!But how would I know!God, why do you test me like this~

"Sure enough, he's still a fool."

"Wow~ Who are you calling a fool! You bastard Yuan Fan!" Although Qing Ling was surprised at what she blurted out.But I didn't think too much about the reason, I just thought, Yuan Fan... so his name is Yuan Fan...

"Hmph... I thought you, a fool, really forgot about me." For some reason, a trace of sadness flashed across Yuan Fan's face, but it was fleeting, and then returned to an indifferent expression.

"I told you, don't call me a fool again~" Qing Ling was actually a little guilty, he had indeed forgotten, that there was such a young man in the past, and he couldn't help but sigh that his memory is getting worse and worse now.Now he can only remember his name.

"I'm waiting for you, Qing Ling." Yuan Fan's expression felt a lot lighter, "You really came."

Qingling was thinking about how to answer, but Qiangwei's shout came from a distance, calling her name eagerly.Qingling had no choice but to say sorry to Yuan Fan: "I'm sorry, my companion told me to go back, Yuan Fan, see you tomorrow, don't you mind?"

"Do you have to go?" It was already dusk, and the sun was gradually dimming. Yuan Fan stood in a place against the light, his face was covered with shadows of light, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.