Chapter 313 Are You Crying?

The night wind blew up, messing up Yan Qing's long hair and Du Fengqing's heart.

Yan Qing looked at Du Fengqing calmly, seeing all the changes in his eyes.

At the moment when Yan Qing said those words, Du Fengqing's heart suddenly throbbed, it was very clear, very clear, it hurt, like being pierced by a very thin and sharp needle Suddenly, his hands clenched into fists.

He wanted to say a few words to carry this sentence over as usual, but Yan Qing's appearance was different from when she refused several times in the past.

He suddenly remembered that when he met Yan Qing for the first time, at that time, there was always a feeling of meeting an old friend. She was not like the person he had met in the past, so every time we got along with each other afterwards, there was always a feeling that we had known each other for a long time.
It's as if a long, long time ago, I walked through the same street and said the same sentence.

So he always felt that he shouldn't let go, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept telling himself that he couldn't give up.

But now, this person is right in front of her eyes, she so clearly used a sober tone to let herself continue to like her, how to continue
The only silence left was the sound of the wind and the rustling of the leaves being blown.

Yan Qing was watched by Du Fengqing, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to that year, when the city was full of wind and snow, the young man in military uniform put down the gun in his hand.

She whimpered, tears overflowed from her eyes, and shook her head desperately at him, but she couldn't stop him from kneeling in front of her eyes. Those knees made a heavy sound, the sound of bones hitting the floor, her eyes were red, and she struggled desperately.

Du Fengqing just comforted her, opened his colorless lips, and said silently: Don't be afraid.

Pulling away from the memory, the Du Fengqing at that time gradually overlapped with the Du Fengqing in front of him now.

In my impression, Du Fengqing is high-spirited, whether it was in the past or now, the difference is that in the past, Du Fengqing never lacked sex news around him, saying that the rich son of the Du family was a prodigal son in love.

But now Du Fengqing doesn't even have a female colleague by his side, since seeing Yan Qing, it seems like everything just started.

And now, everything seems to be over.

Du Fengqing's tightly clenched hands slowly loosened, as if he was holding onto sand. Because he couldn't hold it, the sand was leaking from his fingers little by little, so he could only let go. Perhaps in this way, the last handful of sand could be a little easier.

His voice was hoarse, as if he squeezed out a word from his throat, "Okay."

This one word seems to have taken half a lifetime.

Yan Qing's heart was not as relaxed as imagined, but rather heavy. She looked at Du Fengqing, who was obviously depressed, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she wanted to say.

It seems that it is inappropriate to say anything, and it is still messy after cutting.

The two of them stood there for an unknown how long, and the night wind blew even harder. Du Fengqing calmed down and said in a deep voice, "It's very late, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

Yan Qing shook his head, "No need, you go first."

With that said, she took off her coat and handed it to Du Fengqing.

Du Fengqing didn't take it, but just looked at her, his hands were slightly stiff, "It's cold in the night, you should wear it."

Yan Qing's hand was still there.

But Du Fengqing didn't answer, and the two were deadlocked. In the end, Du Fengqing compromised, but didn't fully compromise, turned around and left, leaving Yan Qing alone in the pavilion in the grove.

The leaves are "rustling" by the night wind.

Yan Qing's hands were tightly clutching the jacket, and the moment Du Fengqing walked away, all the strength in her body seemed to be pulled away, she sat on the stone chair in the pavilion, her eyes were empty and lifeless.

Scenes of the past uncontrollably resurfaced in his mind, his eyes were always smiling, his smile was as attractive as a peach blossom blooming in March.

He is different from other people. Although he is good-looking, he has a very poisonous mouth. In fact, anyone who has heard him talk will find him annoying.

So it can be seen that even his younger brother Du Hengqing can't stand him.

In his previous life, he was a rich man with a lot of problems, but he always treated people so well that people felt that there was nothing to repay him.

Rich people may be particularly stubborn, so he has been stubborn from before to now.

Be upright and serve the motherland.

A whole body of foolishness was left to myself.

In her impression, she had never seen Du Fengqing's back, but what she left for Du Fengqing was always his back, including the heavy snow, which was the first time she saw him cry.

A coolness slid across his cheeks.
Yan Qing was slightly taken aback, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and fell on the coat in his hand.

The cold breath that belonged to Du Fengqing was still slightly lingering in her nostrils, and for some reason, her tears kept overflowing from her eye sockets, as if she wanted to return the tears she hadn't shed for most of her life all at once.

She reached out to wipe away the tears, but the tears would still flow, and the tears that kept flowing made her gradually irritable, her nose was sore, emotions that had not been seen for decades flooded her heart, and her eyes seemed to be switched on.

Yan Qing hugged the jacket, buried his face in his knees, and let the tears hit the jacket.

The moon was hidden under the dark clouds, so she couldn't see clearly, and she couldn't see clearly that there was a person in the pavilion. Because of crying, Yan Qing's shoulders trembled slightly, as if at this moment, she finally lived like a person.

In the distance, Du Fengqing stood at the corner of the teaching building and never left. Because he was far away, he couldn't see what Yan Qing was doing in the pavilion. He could only see that she hadn't left the pavilion.

She didn't leave, so he didn't leave. Although this was a school, he was still worried that this stop would last for an hour.

He followed Yan Qing from a distance, and kept his eyes on the girl's dormitory. After calculating the approximate time, he felt that Yan Qing should return to the dormitory, so he left downstairs from the girl's dormitory.

Yan Qing stood at the window of the corridor, watched his figure leave, carried his coat, and went back to the dormitory silently.

Gao Ling and Zhang Xiao were originally listening to Xiao Cha's gossip about those senior brothers. When they saw Yan Qing came back, they said hello, and excitedly wanted to call her over to listen to the gossip. But when they saw that her eyes were red as if she had been beaten , jumped up from the chair in fright.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you!?"

The three surrounded her and asked for a while, "Are you crying?"

"Who bullied you?"

"Tell us, are those people talking nonsense again?"

"I'm fine." Yan Qing shook his head and cried all night, only feeling dizzy, put his coat on the chair, climbed onto the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep.

Gao Ling and Zhang Xiao were greatly shocked, and they whispered, "Qingqing is a bit strange, before returning to the dormitory, she always took a shower the first time."

"Yeah. She's usually so serious about cleanliness."

"I've known her for so long, but I've never seen her cry."

Xiao Cha stood in front of the desk under Yan Qing's bed, stared at the coat on the chair, touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Zhang Xiao on the side looked at her, "Why, what did you see?
Xiao Cha narrowed his eyes, "Don't you think this coat looks familiar?"

Gao Ling also stared at it immediately, "I seem to have seen it somewhere before."

The three of them stared at the coats on the backs of the chairs.
After half a minute, "Ah"

The six eyes met Gao Ling suddenly, Senior Brother Du passed through the hot pot restaurant tonight.

 It's finished, you can enjoy it with peace of mind.

  Some treasures may feel that the heroine's feelings for the male second are a bit abrupt, let me explain, in fact, I have always hinted in the article that the current heroine actually likes the male second (when I was emotionally ignorant at the beginning of my previous life, it was I adore and like the male protagonist Yan Xiuwen), the writing is not very obvious, because she has lived for too long, and her ancestors are nearly a hundred years old, so she is actually a little numb to feelings, so her emotions are relatively lacking, but because of her story about the male second The memory comes back little by little, so the male second is also changing little by little.

  Just like when she rejected the male second, she felt uncomfortable and cried out, but she couldn't cry, so crying was also very awkward and strange, and she needed to get used to it. Suddenly there was an outlet, and the suppressed emotions suddenly... Um.

  It may also be that my writing skills are not enough to support me in writing such subtle psychological and emotional changes hahahaha, I still need to hone and hone, and make persistent efforts.

  About the past life, it will be revealed soon (going back to the previous life in some way).

  I listened to the flying birds and cicadas all night, which made me want to lose love.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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