A single tree does not make a forest

Mu (host): "I miss you very much."

Mu: "I miss you too."

Mu (host): "November 11st, the weather is cloudy, happy birthday."

Wood: "October 10st, the weather is fine, you should be happy too."

Mu (host): "Will you never come back again?"

Mu: "Will you forget me?"

Mu (host): "If you don't fucking come back, you will never come back!"

Mu: "But I can't bear it, tell me what should I do?"

Mu (host): "I've never seen someone like you before. How the hell can you be so cruel? Song Beiqi? Why don't you disappear a little slower? When time wears off my feelings, I might not be so stubborn Yu Huai seems to be brooding on her forever."

Mu: "I'm sorry."

Mu (host): "The girl who came to deliver the love letter today is pretty, and I almost fell in love with her."

Mu: "I want to say that you are happy, but it seems that I can't do it."

Mu (host): "I miss your smell."

Mu: "Me too."

Mu (host): "The experiment is so difficult, it must be easy for you."

Mu: "The work is also difficult, but it doesn't matter, nothing is easy."

Mu (host): "I already know what the next sentence of 'I'm sorry' is."

Mu: "Do you want to hear it?"

Mu (host): "The next sentence of 'I'm sorry' is 'It's okay', you idiot."

Mu: "I love you."

Lin Song looked down one by one, and saw that he couldn't read the words on the screen clearly at the end. The floor he wrote was 897 floors, but the entire page had 898 floors.

The last floor.

Mu: "Would you like to go back to Luohua together tomorrow? I'll wait for you at the station at two o'clock in the afternoon. This time, if you can't talk, it's nothing."

The date is three hours ago.

it is good.

"Song Beiqi!" Song Beiqi stood at the door, and a voice came from behind him.

He turned to look at the person coming, Lin Song grinned: "I'm late."

Song Beiqi smiled nicely: "Before twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, you are not considered late."

Mixed feelings, roughly so.

Before meeting Song Beiqi, Lin Song sent Song Wanqin a text message, there are so many forms of love in the world, why can't his kind of love be blessed by his relatives?

The whole life's battle is just to have a clear heart. If this is a battlefield, then the final destination must be her approval.

There is no turning back on this road, unless the weight of his life is taken away, making him irreversible.

But it doesn't matter, don't let go easily this time, there is a wall behind you, just stand up.

The nervousness is like the clouds in the distant mountains beside the highway, which dissipates gently when the wind blows.When passing through a tunnel, Song Beiqi took Lin Song's hand, the movement was exactly the same as last time, interlocking fingers that he could not resist.

But no one wants to resist.

They can finally go back to Luohua from one place together.

Back in front of the former small rental house, when Song Beiqi started to take out the keys, Lin Song finally realized it.He looked at him in surprise, Song Beiqi smiled and stretched out his hand to open the door.

The things inside still retain the previous appearance, and it seems that there is no dust.Song Beiqi uncovered the white cloth on the bed, and underneath were the newly laid sheets and bedding. Lin Song was still surprised: "This, this, this..."

"I came back to clean up some time ago." Song Beiqi looked at him, "I originally said to keep something for myself, in this room, um, there is always a feeling of being dependent on you."

"But this house?" Lin Song stammered.

Song Beiqi took a step forward and pressed his foreheads together: "Before I left, I begged Brother Wen for two things. He told you about the first one. At that time, he wanted to make you give up, which was a bit too much."

At this point, Lin Song snorted angrily, Song Beiqi chuckled, and continued, "I was wrong."

Lin Song kissed him, motioned him to continue, and Song Beiqi continued, "Second thing, I gave Brother Wen a card, and there was only 1000 yuan in the card, which was from my junior high school to my senior year. It was the first sum, and I begged him to help me buy this house, and I will put a little money into the card every month, and I will pay him back a little."

Lin Song put his hands on his waist and said, "Buy the back house and yard together? It's really not worth it. Have you paid it off?"

"I can't help it. Otherwise, others won't sell it." Song Beiqi leaned closer to him, "What? If you haven't paid it off, you can pay it back for me?"

Lin Song felt a little hot in his eyes, and he was still joking: "I thought well, I kicked you before I paid it off. Tell the truth, Song Beiqi, did you just want to make up with me and bring me back? Memory killing play Very slippery."

"No, it's not reconciliation." Song Beiqi was very calm. Lin Song couldn't tell whether it was the calm Song Beiqi today or the him who pretended to be calm when he was 16 years old. He said, "We have never been separated."

Lin Song's heart moved, he gently held his lips, and said vaguely: "The time and place are just right, are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Song Beiqi looked like he was being slaughtered, and he didn't use his strength until he was pressed onto the bed. After struggling for a while, Lin Song could only lie on his back. He raised his eyebrows and slanted his mouth: "I told you earlier, it's up to you the ability."

Lin Song giggled suddenly, held his face in his hands, fixed his eyes, and said seriously: "It's all right if it's you."

Because this is not too long a life, you are the enthusiasm, you are the indifference, you are the parting, you are the reunion, and you are the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

So as long as it's you, everything is fine.

It's a bad story, I know, but I will still miss Lin Song and Song Beiqi.

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