Mr. milk tea, sweet

But what about Mao Youan? Could he really talk and laugh with them? She was right opposite him, her eyes curved like crescent moons when she smiled, "If Tao Zeru is the coach, I won't be surprised if you learn to ski."

"After a little teaching, she has a good understanding." Tao Zeru's face turned red as he drank a little hastily.

"Only in southern Xinjiang. I haven't been to northern Xinjiang yet. I will try skiing next year." Mao Youan pressed his leg unconsciously. He was afraid that others would know that he had an injury on his leg. In order not to see any abnormalities when walking, he did not know how to eat. How much suffering.

God only gives people tests that they can overcome, but why does God give them so many? All his pride and glory were finally worn away during those days when he was lying on the hospital bed.

He looked at Tao Zeru and then at Lu Rangwan, they were a perfect match.

Our first love ends without a problem, but she is special after all. No matter how many times we meet again, those unconcealed emotions will still be awakened.

It's not a heartbeat, nor a rekindling of love, but a kind of warmth and regret coming from deep within.

What was once a simple and beautiful sustenance carries the memory of youth and my young self. Everyone likes to say that everything has passed and everything has changed, but the person in memory will never change.

Always pure and flawless, with a bit of regretful sadness, holding back smiles and heartfelt blessings. Mao Youan liked to lean back in his chair after drinking. Tao Zeru served him food. He rarely ate and just looked ahead.

"I'm going to the bathroom..." Tao Zeru stood up unsteadily, "I'll accompany you." He waved to Mao Youan, "No, you sit down, I'll go back." Tao Zeru closed the door. He didn't drink too much, he just wanted to They chat alone.

He was really sorry for Mao Youan. He knew that he was still selfish this time, but he also knew that Mao Youan must really want to see Lu Rangwan again.

The flowers he bought are so beautiful, military green and white, so suitable. Tao Zeru stood on the street, asked someone for a cigarette, leaned against the tree, and smoked carefully. In my ears I can hear the wind coming from the canyon, carrying thousands of ravines and ravines, drowning in the sea of ​​people.

"Rang Wan, it's nice to see you again."

"Well, cheers to see you again... Xinjiang is far away and big, so it's not easy to come here." She toasted to him across the air while holding up her milk tea. Miss Xilin is indeed unique, and she quite likes it.

"..." There seemed to be a lot of things that had to be said on the way here, but now I didn't know what to say. Mao Youan smiled bitterly while holding the wine glass and took a sip.

There are so many people that it is difficult to speak and unable to speak.

"Last school anniversary... thank you." It was so embarrassing and dangerous at the time, but he just happened to show up. "I happened to pass by that night. Don't drink alone in the future... That mainly depends on me."

She drank milk tea and shook her head, "Yeah, it's not like that. It has nothing to do with you. It's my own problem... By the way." She raised her head and wanted to change the topic. The more she talked about it, the more embarrassed she became. "Mao You'an, why did you retire later?" She knew he wouldn't retire casually. "It's just that as time went by, I disliked him less and less..." He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. How should he talk about those years? Bad years. Forget it, he never planned to tell anyone about it.

"You won't dislike the army. Mao You'an, go back more often when you have time. Urumqi is too far away and it will be difficult for the students to see you."

He laughed, without looking at her, and started pouring the wine from the bottle. Mao Youan had a good capacity for drinking. Lu Rangwan regretted it after saying it. Did he think that he wanted to see him? Too much talk will lead to mistakes. "How come this kid Tao Zeru has been gone for so long?"

He held the wine glass, still smiling, and looked up at her, "I rarely go back, I'm always busy at work... If you invite me to your wedding with Tao Zeru, I will go back." He drank the wine, and then poured another glass.

"You didn't even start dating yourself, and now you're urging me to get married."

"No one likes me like this..."

It was the first time Lu Rangwan heard Mao Youan denying himself. He had never been like this before. Where was his high spirits?

"Mao You'an never talks like this." His heart was clenched so tightly, and her words were so certain. He listened silently, the wine wrapped in his throat, burning very hot. He stroked the wine glass and said slowly, "People can change. ." He raised his head and drank the remaining wine.

Not everyone can survive the spring breeze, a glass of wine, and the ten years of rain and light in the rivers and lakes. The young man who smiled and said that he has never been poor and grown up, and will always be innocent without setbacks, has finally lost all his energy and brilliance.

Things in the world are as short as a spring dream, and there are so many regrets. In this life, people often compromise while striving for it, and let go while looking back.

It didn't matter whether he could get through it or not. He was already used to stumbling along.

Is it just the girl who said that there is a vast world and a lot of potential for him to regret?

Like will lead to greed, but love is destined to be full of fulfillment, and the memories and imaginations related to it will always be endless.

Under the starry sky in Korla, the best of them are hidden, and that’s enough.

He looked at the bouquet of flowers, pure white, beautiful, and perfect for Lu Rangwan. In his heart, she was such a pure person.

It was only on the day of the school anniversary that I found out that they were the same fools.

They are good at hiding their true emotions, and they only dare to start thinking about each other at night when they don't know each other, lamenting my infatuation, feeling sorry for me, and their longing for each other, they never dare to finish it in their heads.

It's just that he never knew it before, he should have understood...

Absolutely cruel? Selfish and indifferent? When I was in my twenties, I was just running in the dark, unspeakable love, and unexpressed feelings. It had nothing to do with missing out. I was really still too young, and those tests were too heavy.

"Mao You'an, I don't know what you experienced in Xinjiang, it was probably a very important thing...

In the past, you said that I am easily sad. You said that no external object can easily change a person's life. The emotions hidden in the heart should be remembered to let go when it is time to let go.

Teach me to be brave and encourage me. We used to love giving each other chicken soup, I remember. "As she spoke, she also laughed, and couldn't help but think of the past. She looked at the man in front of her. Nothing had changed. He still looked young. "Mao Youan is amazing..." She had seen him in military uniform, tall and handsome. , no one can match it!

"From the day I met you, you have been amazing.

You chose a lonely and hard road and never looked back.

Those depressions and denials are temporary, and it doesn't matter if we deal with them slowly. We will all watch ourselves sinking.

Mao Youan, you should live a good life in Urumqi. "She raised her eyes and looked at him, wanting to encourage him, but couldn't find a better way. "Let Wan..."

"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Everything is going well for me in Urumqi." His world is not very strong, but it is not fragile either. I hope everything goes well as he said.

A song came to my ears: I hope you are loved and the one who loves you is me.

I hope you are happy even if you leave me

I hope you are loved even if it is not my turn

I hope that all the people who bear this pain are me

You want to be happy forever like the outcome of the story

i hope you are loved