From teaching to superstar

Chapter 523 May You Have Your Own "BF"

Love needs to pay a price, as for what price?Can bear it?Whether you are willing to pay for it is up to the individual.

Many people have said that the combination of the two is a compromise between the two.

Hu Yang never thinks so, if not happy, it will be suffering for both parties.

Maybe it's because I'm used to the existence of the other party, but I also lost my freedom.

Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.

That's because the love is not deep enough.

The morning sun reflected on the tombstone through the distant snow-capped mountains, making her smile even more charming.

"Wen Xian, I know you are very happy, come and taste the old taste."

As he spoke, he picked up pieces of steaming twice-cooked pork and put them in front of her.

The curling heat gradually dissipated, but it still didn't disappear.

"Is it because I don't like it? Or is my cooking not delicious?" Hu Yang asked tremblingly.

However, it was still the frozen smile that answered him.

Finally, he put the cooled twice-cooked pork into his mouth.

"It's not the taste of the past, the taste of happiness before, without a trace of bitterness and coldness." Populus euphratica murmured with eyes closed.

Legend has it that top gourmets can taste the chef's state of mind when cooking.

Hu Yang's cooking is not delicious now, it's not that his cooking skills have regressed.

But his heart is different now from before.

Although she still loves Song Wenxian, it is different from the smiling happiness in the past.

Today, he has a little sadness in his thoughts, and a bitter taste in his happy memories.

Even if he cooks these meals with the most sincere heart, it still inevitably brings those sorrows and longings.

"Actually, I don't like cooking very much now." Hu Yang put down his chopsticks and looked at her and said.

Why do women with a partner often put on makeup, and it is easy to draw a moving makeup.

That's because "women are the face of those who please".

Similarly, why Hu Yang went to the kitchen was not because Song Wenxian wanted to eat the food he cooked.

In order for her to eat delicious meals, driven by the power of love, Hu Yang's cooking skills are naturally blossoming sesame seeds.

Only then has the culinary skills comparable to the head chef of a five-star hotel today.

Hu Yang sat on the ground, poured two glasses of wine, first picked up one to her, and poured it gently in front of the grave.

Take a sip of the remaining glass.

They didn't drink alcohol when they were in the mainland, but they came here to teach later.

Because of the cold climate and other reasons, I am used to drinking a small glass of wine before meals.

Whether it's her or Populus euphratica, they are very restrained and won't get drunk.

But this time Hu Yang didn't stop after drinking a glass, but continued to pour himself a glass, watching her sip it.

If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, and his eyes are a little blurred.

Snowflakes fell and fell on his head, the black hair gradually disappeared, and the white became thicker and thicker.

"Wen Xian, do you remember the 'BF' we talked about lying on the grass at night?" Hu Yang leaned on the tombstone, sat with her, and asked with a strong smell of alcohol.

In addition to the sound of the cold wind blowing through the small mountain col, there is also the subtle sound of snowflakes blooming and cracking.

There was no other sound for another night.

It was about 11 years ago in a certain summer, they were lying on Yangyin's lawn.

"I once told you that if I met you when I was young, I would tell you: I am your BF.

You lie in my arms and ask with a smirk: What is a BF? "

Hu Yang thought of her teasingly looking at him with a knowing look, and wanted to laugh.

"'BF' means Best Friend, your thinking is too precocious." Hu Yang kissed her forehead and smiled.

Song Wenxian was sweet and shy, and she really wanted to be wrong.

No matter who it is, seeing the combination of the two letters BF, the first reaction is .
"Then how about we grow up, what is 'BF'?" She suppressed her shyness and looked into Hu Yang's eyes and asked.

Hu Yang hugged her tightly, looked into her shy eyes affectionately and said: "It means Boy Friend (boyfriend)."

They are now in the period of passionate love. Could she not be happy to hear such an answer?

"Then besides these two, is there any other meaning?" Song Wenxian asked expectantly while lying on her chest.

From the words just now, it can be deduced that 'BF' may have other meanings.

Best friend when we were kids, boyfriend when we were in love.

What about after marriage?

Thinking about it, girls in the era without that hot face would not dream of growing old with their beloved one.

Hu Yang smiled and kissed her lips lightly, and said with a smile: "After we get married and have children, 'BF' will be 'Baby's Father'."

Hearing this, Song Wenxian's smile became wider.

The eyes that look at the one he loves are also more gentle, and he looks happily at the man who also looks at him in the same way.

"any left?"

"What do you think?" Hu Yang asked with a smile.

"From childhood, to falling in love when we grow up, and then to getting married, then we should be old when we are old." She tilted her head and analyzed.

Hu Yang still clearly remembered what he said at the beginning.

"When we are old and unable to walk, we lie on the rattan chair under the maple tree in the yard, basking in the evening sun leisurely, looking at you, who is white-haired but beautiful as before, and talking about the old words: Old woman, I Yes BF."

"You'll laugh all over your wrinkles and ask, old man, what's a BF?"

Thinking of this, he stroked the cold tombstone, watching her smile become brighter under the sunshine.

There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the warm sun in the morning, the voice is full of vicissitudes and infinite longing, firm and distant: "Be Forever (to be like this forever)."

It's a pity that the current appearance is not what he wants.

After finishing speaking, Hu Yang became even more depressed.

Instead of pouring wine into a glass, drink the whole bottle directly in your mouth.

"Be Forever" looked at her and murmured softly.

Unspeakable sadness and loneliness are revealed on the surface.

"Do you remember what you said?" Hu Yang asked softly.

There was no trace of blame in the eyes, but deep nostalgia and longing.

"When we grow old, lying on the hospital bed and holding each other's hands, I will say: At this moment, I am still your BF."

"You asked me 'what is a BF'."

"ButterFly (butterfly)."

"I am your butterfly too."

Stretching out a trembling hand, he gently stroked her unchanged face in the photo.

"But why did you turn into a butterfly so early?" Hu Yang asked painfully.

That early winter snow separated the two from Yin and Yang.

Alone and lonely, I waited bitterly on the snow-covered plateau, waiting for the wild geese flying south that would never appear.

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Snow suddenly became bigger.

The black hair disappeared completely, and the snow on Populus euphratica's head turned him white.

(End of this chapter)