The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

The next day,

it was just dawn, and it was still gray outside.

Bei Weiwei's brows were furrowed, her forehead and body were covered with sweat, and she felt like a big stone had been pressed on her chest in her sleep, and it was so heavy that it was breathless.

She opened her eyes in the darkness.

Zhao Erxi slept soundly, leaning sideways, with one hand on Bei Weiwei's chest, and always wanted to hold something in his arms when he slept.

At this moment, the QQ of the mobile phone online suddenly rang, and no one would send a message at this time.

Who could it be so early?

Bei Weiwei gently took her hand away, picked up her phone from the bedside table, and saw that it was a message from Ling Feng: "Are you awake?"

By the way, she looked at the time, and it was only six o'clock.

Bei Weiwei held her phone: "I just woke up, what's wrong?" "

It's okay, I just had a not very good dream!" Seeing Bei Weiwei reply to her message, Ling Feng felt a little more comfortable.

He had been thinking about the worst all night, unconsciously thinking about the worst, and preparing for the worst, until it was almost dawn when he leaned back on the sofa and squinted for a while.

At most, it was only ten minutes or so, and he had a dream and was awakened!

Bei Weiwei said, "Is it a nightmare

?" "Hmm!" "Something to do with me?"

Ling Feng wanted to speak and stopped: "Hmm!"

Bei Weiwei didn't know what Ling Feng dreamed of, but since it was related to herself, she could guess some of it more or less.

As soon as she thought of him, Ling Feng's cold and hard face floated in Bei Weiwei's head, she

knew that such a person was often very fragile in her heart.

Especially in terms of feelings, thinking of this, Bei Weiwei's heart softened, and she said comfortingly: "Don't think about it anymore, dreams are the opposite."

Seeing Bei Weiwei send a QQ message, Ling Feng was very happy, and his mood gradually improved a lot, which was more healing than the group photo sandwiched in the graduation guest book.

Ling Feng felt that since he was in high school, he had been having a very unreal dream.

And now I woke up from the dream, and I entered another dream, but this dream was real.

I don't know what the future will look like, but at least for now, it's good.

Zhang Yang rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room to go to the bathroom, and when he saw Ling Feng sitting on the sofa, he couldn't help but be stunned: "I said, big guy, shouldn't your old man not slept all night?"

"Squinted for a few minutes!" Ling Feng looked at the time, and walked towards the bedroom as he spoke: "I'll sleep for a while, wake me up at seven o'clock on time." "

“OK，OK。

After Zhang Yang finished soaking in urine, he wanted to turn his head down and continue to sleep, but he knew his Xi, and once he fell asleep, it would be difficult to think about it.

simply stopped sleeping, came to Ling Feng's study, turned on his computer and wanted to play two games on "A Chinese Ghost Story".

I tried several times but didn't enter the correct boot password, so I picked up a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it, and after reading a few pages, it was not interesting to put it back.

With a slanted gaze, looking at a beautiful notebook on the desktop, memories of the past suddenly came to mind: "Isn't this the guest book from when I graduated from high school?"

Generally speaking, things like this are usually treasured at home, and they will be taken out and read through the memories when they are old, but Ling Feng takes them with him.

This is really strange!

Zhang Yang glanced at the bedroom where Ling Feng was, the door was closed, so he opened it boldly and looked at it.

What can be in the guest book, it is nothing more than the good wishes of the students, telephone contact information, QQ number and so on.

After turning a few pages in a row, I saw Zhao Erxi's message to Ling Feng: "Youth is impermanent, hurry up and fall in love!" The

handwriting is crooked, grinning, and a bit cartoonish, which is very in line with her usual style.

Zhang Yang showed a smile on his face and continued to flip back, these beautiful messages and blessings suddenly awakened all kinds of good memories from the first year of high school to the third year of high school.

When I think about it, it's been half a year since I graduated from high school.

Students who have a good relationship at the beginning will often contact each other and tell each other about their recent situation.

But now, those classmates who are often in contact with them are no longer in contact, and some of their QQ numbers have always been offline, and the gray avatars have never been lit up.

Thinking of this, I inevitably felt a sense of melancholy in my heart.

After looking at it for more than half of it, Zhang Yang felt that it was very ordinary, very ordinary, and it didn't feel special, just the moment he was about to close.

Zhang Yang flipped to the page where Bei Weiwei left a message to Ling Feng, and there was also a photo with a small half missing, the incision was neat and straight, and it was obviously specially repaired.

picked it up and stared at it for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"This ......"

He had to admire Ling Feng, he liked that a person could hide so deeply, when he used to like Bei Weiwei, he felt that he could bear it enough.

Compared with Ling Feng, it is too much worse, but he also sympathizes with this guy very much, it is really painful for so many years, and he empathizes with this pain.

The messages and blessings of other students started from each page, from top to bottom, and were arranged in an orderly manner, and Bei Weiwei's only had a single page.

"Perhaps, in this world, no one likes her more than you!" Zhang

Yang sighed, put the photo back, closed the guest book, put it back in its original position, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message to Zhao Erxi: "How was it last night?" When it

was almost seven o'clock, Zhao Erxi opened his eyes dimly, and saw that he was the only one on the bed, and he didn't know when Bei Weiwei woke up, and he was washing his face and brushing his teeth at this time.

"Last night!" Zhao Erxi's scalp was numb, and then he reacted: "What, I'm too sleepy, I fell asleep early! I don't know anything else."

Zhang Yang scratched his head, and couldn't help but have a headache: "Okay

!" "What about you?" Zhao Er regretted it, what a good opportunity last

night, he was forced to miss it!" "That guy doesn't seem to have slept all night, I got up at six o'clock to go to the toilet, and I saw him sitting in the living room in a daze, and now he has only slept for a while."

Zhao Erxi said: "It's just a relationship, you have to torture yourself like this, why bother

!" "You're still young, you don't understand!" Zhang Yang likes Zhao Erxi's cheerful personality, if her open-mindedness and extroversion can give Ling Feng a little bit, he and Bei Weiwei will not be like now.

The two chatted hotly, and it was just seven o'clock, and Zhang Yang hadn't called yet.

Ling Feng opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked out.

Zhang Yang glanced at him and found that his eyes were covered with bloodshot strips crisscrossing him, and his face was a little pale, it was hard to imagine what kind of psychological torment and struggle he had experienced from the early hours of the morning to the present, even if the old men saw it, they couldn't help but worry for a while: "Brother Feng, why don't you sleep for a while?"

"It's okay!"

Ling Feng washed his face, feeling much refreshed, and looked in the mirror repeatedly, this face and mental state were indeed a little scary.