Her Overbearing Man

Leng Yang didn't sit on the bench, just standing in the fence, overlooking the scenery below.

When the restless heart slowly calms down, Leng Yang turns to see Bai Linlin sitting on the bench. However, when she sees her small movements of lowering her eyebrows and wringing the corners of her clothes, a familiar and strange picture suddenly emerges in her mind.

Since this period of time, lengyang has had this kind of similar situation more than once or twice. At first, he will be surprised, and then he will get used to it.

He carefully recalled the pictures in his mind.

It seems that Bai Linlin is also sitting, but sitting in front of a table, seems to be a dinner table.

There seems to be a bowl of porridge on it.

Bailinlin's face was almost as pale as it is now, but her eyebrows were a little more lively than those of bailinlin now. Unlike bailinlin now, there was more sadness in her eyes.

She seemed to be wringing the corner of her clothes like now, too shy to look at him.

Just from lengyang to see the picture, can only see the corners of her clothes kept being pushed, but can not see her action.

It looks pitiful and lovely.

Cold Yang brain suddenly across this sentence, never before this kind of also accompanied by psychological thought of the situation let cold Yang surprised.

But he soon got rid of the idea that it didn't look like he would have, and continued to recall the scene carefully.

Finally, Leng Yang saw the hands clearly.

At the moment when Bai Linlin raised her hands slightly, he saw the two hands wrapped in gauze

Even if I feel uneasy, I don't want to talk with lengyang about the ownership of An'an.

However, Bai Linlin didn't want to just sit here and waste her time.

When she doesn't see Ann, her heart is in a mess.

So she finally spoke first, just because of her mood, and her tone was not very good, "Mr. Leng, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Leng Yang didn't seem to recognize the slight impatience in Bai Linlin's tone. Instead, he came to Bai Linlin and looked down at Bai Linlin, or at her hands on her knees.

That kind of extremely focused eyes let Bai Linlin, who was very calm at the beginning, can't help it later.

Even if she really has given up on Leng Yang, it doesn't mean that she can calmly accept what a man's hot eyes have been staring at her. She can't stand shouting, "Mr. Leng..."

Bai Linlin's voice is still declining, Leng Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at her fiercely, then lowered his head to look at Bai Linlin's hand again. This time, he didn't continue to be silent. He pointed to Bai Linlin's white hands, "these hands have been hurt before?"

"What?"

Leng Yang seems to be sure, and a little confused. At first, Bai Linlin didn't understand him, but she suddenly remembered something. She couldn't help staring at Leng Yang, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Xu Qinghe!

I don't know when the outline of that handsome and gentle boy in my memory will be blurred in the long river of years, and become vague and unclear.

The long river of destiny, in human inadvertently, there will always be waves, splashing a face of water, people embarrassed.

At that time, Xiao Jiahe also dared to face fate, believing in love, friendship and everything in the world.

She once made an agreement with Li Hui to face the difficulties hand in hand and meet the unpredictable future together.

Xiao Jiahe thought that he could not even remember the existence of that person.

But when she heard the name, she could not help but feel a shock in her heart. A thin and secret pain spread in her heart. It was not very painful, but it made people feel it all the time and couldn't be ignored.

Xiao Jiahe sat in the yard, all around a quiet, no one dares to disturb at this time.

She looked up at the quiet half moon in the sky, and the little star, the brightness is not necessarily the star, and her thoughts slowly calmed down.

There is no such thing as fate from time to time, and I don't know whether it is true or not.

But if fate can't disobey, how can fate pass through life.

Once the fate of people encounter accidents, we should be ready, accidents may come one after another.

Once the crazy door of fate is opened, strange things will follow.

There's a crack in your wall, and the mess will rush in.

Incredible things don't happen just once.

Xiao Jiahe didn't understand when he was young, but later he experienced more, as if he knew something.

Maybe everything she experienced was fate, everything was smoke, everything was the beginning without ending.

All are fleeting pursuits, all joys have no smiles, all sufferings have no tears, all languages are repetitions, all contacts are new encounters, - all love is in the heart, - all past events are in dreams, all hopes are annotated, all beliefs are groaning, all outbreaks have a moment of tranquility, - all death has a long echo.

The name of Xu Qinghe should be unforgettable to her and Li Hui.

No, it's also possible that it's only for her and for her, Xiao Jiahe, it's unforgettable.

After all, she has chosen Zhao Qi, who can almost see the future of her life.

And she was forced to choose almost the same life as Li Hui, but she still couldn't be indifferent to the things that had passed for more than 30 years.

Maybe in a person's life, the choice is connected with fate, and the abandonment is related to life. Sometimes it is not just a choice that can be decided.

Some people choose to go away, understand, but harvest the happiness of ignorance.

And she chose to leave, but she felt helpless. If she was as rational as Li Hui, maybe everything would not be so difficult to put down.

But she is not Li Hui after all. Li Hui has put it down, but Xiao Jiahe still can't.

It took her a long time to realize that not everything can be achieved, but anything is worth trying.

Li Hui has forgotten that young boy, forget that shy red face to give her a rose boy.

Xiao Jiahe thought of the time when she came back to China, Li Hui mentioned Zhao Qishi's ubiquitous warmth, so sure and sure.

How long has it been since I heard the name?

Careful calculation, it should be more than 30 years.

Those stories happened in Wucheng university more than 30 years ago.

That young and beautiful age, the young people's passion and good age, is also their rich family miss, finally have free time.