Bamboo horse's rival in love I accepted

The summer vacation passed by, and Gu Lang received a call from Suhang at the end of the month. Everyone he knew ran to his school, and there were only two of them left in this city.

Gu Lang straddled the bicycle and waited until Suzhou and Hangzhou, "Long time no see!"

Gu Lang nodded, but didn't speak.

Suhang also noticed something was wrong, and looked incredible: "Did you go to move bricks this summer vacation, so haggard?!"

"No,"

Suhang felt that something was wrong, so he changed the subject: "Qin Ze went to Beijing, what were you busy with, why didn't you come?"

Gu Lang froze: "Didn't he tell you, we..."

"No, what's the matter with you?"

We are not together anymore.

"We quarreled." Gu Lang couldn't tell how he felt when he knew that Qin Ze didn't make it clear, but let him pretend.

"Let me tell you, Qin Ze's complexion was terrible. He said you wouldn't come, and he ran to the airport early and kept looking at the gate. He definitely hoped you would come." Suhang said in a conciliatory tone.

Gu Lang's heart trembled, he went and sat on the waiting chair by the door until Qin Ze left.

Did Qin Ze look at him when he boarded the plane?

Then Gu Lang laughed at his self-indulgence. At that time, Qin Ze didn't contact him. How firmly he believed that he was stopped by external forces, how serious the irony is now.

The person he loved stabbed him fiercely with the trust he had given him. Gu Lang thought that he might never forget this feeling.

Before Gu Lang could calm down his emotions, Su Hang spoke again.

"It's better to ride your bicycle. Qin Ze rides a bicycle like a snail, especially when going downhill. I'm afraid I will hit him!" Suhang recalled the aggrieved experience of Qin Ze's bicycle a few times last summer, and unexpectedly I couldn't help but swear.

"Riding slowly?" Gu Lang asked incredulously, Qin Ze had to pedal twice even going downhill, is this called slow?But he heard the silence behind him, and he remembered Qin Ze's white T-shirt that was blown by the wind at that time, and sent a voice that seemed to be smiling: "Hold tight."

The memories of being forced to bury came unexpectedly, wrapped in wind and snow, and it was too sweet.

Later, Gu Lang was a little absent-minded, and finished the meal without knowing what it meant.

Two days later, after seeing off Suhang, Gu Lang also set foot on the road to leave.

When the plane took off, Gu Lang suddenly felt that his boyhood flew away like this.