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Chapter 109 Should we talk or not?

"Song Yanqing." Fu Lingyi turned around, smiling like a flower in the shadow of the light behind her, "I just made a wish on the moon."

The light of the flashlight flickered towards Song Yanqing.

He said indifferently, "Don't look at me."

Fu Lingyi persevered: "Do you want to know what I promised?"

"Snapped."

The light drifts, the dark night that can't be melted away, whose street in the early morning is so blurred and quiet.

Fu Lingyi said loudly, making trumpet-like hands with her voice floating in the wind: "I promise you to love me tonight!"

Love rises with the wind, and the wind stops the meaning.

The people walking behind walked unhurriedly, and the shadows cast on the road were deep and tender, but indifferent.

He stopped abruptly.

Word by word.

"Fu Lingyi, I hate you being like this."

Fu Lingyi was stunned.

in memory.

Rarely has he been so against anything.

Always indifferent.

why?
"That's just me. Sooner or later, you will fall in love with me like this." Fu Lingyi asked frankly, "Are you planning to confess to me in the fifth year of our acquaintance?"

This is the fourth year, Song Yanqing.

"I don't want to fall in love." Song Yanqing refused, his voice was as light as water in the silent street, "Don't waste time on me."

"Why don't you talk?"

He strode forward, "I haven't talked for the past two years, I'm busy with work."

"Song Yanqing!" Fu Lingyi called him, staring at his back and asking, "Do you have someone in your heart?"

"Who are you waiting for?"

half an hour.

Song Yanqing turned his head.

His eyes pierced through layers of dark clouds, like the light penetrating from the moon.

The voice was sonorous and powerful, but awe-inspiring.

"I never wait for anyone."

It was cold at night.

He wore a light coat.

Put on your hat and leave without mercy.

Xing Jianshu looked behind and drove, feeling a little sighing: "Get in the car."

Fu Lingyi stopped talking with red eyes: "Get lost."

"Brother Song asked me to take you home, you little girl, why are you running around at night?"

Exactly what he would say.

If he was in a good mood, he would hold a bottle of water and point at her with a smile and curse after the dinner.

Fu Lingyi got in the car: "Has he ever had a first love?"

Xing Jianshu was silent for a long time and did not answer Fu Lingyi's words: "Do you know why Brother Song did that just now?"

"Because you just looked like a person."

"Who? High school classmate?"

"You can't see people abroad."

"Does he love her?"

Xing Jianshu summed it up in one sentence: "I almost became my first love, and I can't escape the graduation season."

Fu Lingyi turned her head, with complicated eyes: "Then how many years has he been?"

"I tried to start a new life." Xing Jianshu drove the car, and the scene flew by, eloquently.

"If you insist on it for a few more years, there may be some drama. Don't look at him as cold, he will eat this." In the boys' dormitory, Xing Jianshu heard Song Yanqing talk about the concept of choosing a spouse.

Shocked?Brother Song likes little girls.

Not sure if it's a first love complex.

"But I don't suggest you do this. It's true that Brother Song said he doesn't want to talk. He doesn't have time to talk. He's extremely busy with work. His focus is not here. He won't be able to find a partner in the past few years. Do you understand?"

"Don't delay yourself."

Xing Jianshu persuaded her with kind words.

The side face reflected by the car window is handsome with a mixture of maturity and youthful spirit, joking, rebellious, and steady.

The edges are quite hard.

Fu Lingyi closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Two people in the same car with different thoughts.

After Cheng Xuran liked Song Yanqing's WeChat Moments early the next morning, Xing Jianshu saw it and sent her a carefree message.

(End of this chapter)