Mr. milk tea, sweet

It’s a new song that was just released, and it’s surprisingly good. They sat like this and listened to the song.

"I hope you are loved, even if it's not my turn..." The female singer's voice was gentle and low, and Mao Youan's heart clenched tightly. He was so sad that he didn't dare to relax. Many nights were all about her.

He knew that if they had worked harder and talked a little longer, they would have discovered that those nights were connected, but it was a pity... no one talked about it later.

He stood up and filled a bowl of soup for her. "The dishes are starting to get cold. Thank you for your encouragement."

"Mao You'an, people can't see the future clearly, it doesn't matter, we will become more and more powerful."

"...I hope you grow up later. It's great that I can still hear you say these words to me.

You know, I have always been capable and am the man chosen by God. "Hearing this sentence, Lu Rangwan smiled. He used to write at the end of his letters: From the man chosen by God.

"Mao Youan will take care of everything." He took a sip of the soup, put down the spoon, nodded with a smile, "It must be taken care of."

"Then let's cheer for ourselves!" She held up the milk tea.

"Cheers, let's work hard together!" Mao Youan smiled, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

At this moment, let everything turn into wine to celebrate all the regrets, entanglements, regrets, and misses in this world.

I am grateful, everyone gets what he deserves.

Later, I started praying and began to believe that parallel time and space existed in this world. The regrets they left behind here must be wiped out by someone in another time and space.

Mao Youan in that world has everything, peace and joy, relaxation and happiness. There is no need to be an unparalleled hero, and there is no need to make contributions to the family and the country. It is best for him to be vulgar. If he likes, he can update his long legs and double doors in the little red book. He will live a free and easy life, and he can be like he was in high school. Jumping high like that to dunk the ball, pulling the girl he likes to run very fast.

A smooth and complete life that belongs to him must exist, it must exist.

"I feel uncomfortable after drinking too much, so I went to the kitchen to find some cucumbers to eat. You'an, do you want one?" Tao Zeru came in chewing a cucumber.

"You used to love the whole cucumber after playing football in high school. You are still like this after all these years." Mao Youan took the cucumber and took a sip, "Brother, my hobbies have been the same for ten years. I have time. We made an appointment to go back to school and continue playing basketball. I have to say that basketball is your home court, and I can’t beat you."

"No way, I'll contact you when I get back."

"We will go back tomorrow. Come back later. You are alone in Urumqi, and everyone who wants to see you can't find you."

"Uh, come back, come back when you have time."

They walked out of the restaurant together. Mao Youan was drinking and could not drive, so he was about to call a driver. "Don't call a driver, we will take you back..."

"The driver is nearby. Call me." Mao Youan closed his phone and said, "I'll take you back first."

"You'an, I'm very happy tonight!" Tao Zeru put on his seat belt and smiled and put his arm around his shoulders.

"Mao You'an, I'll send you a message when I get home in a while." Lu Rangwan stood in front of the car, bent down and said to him, "Okay, don't worry." His eyes were particularly shining in the dark night.

"Then...you go back, I'll call you back home."

Mao Youan and Tao Zeru looked at each other and smiled, "Okay, bye."

"Goodbye." Tao Zeru's tongue was knotted, and he endured dizziness and stood beside Lu Rangwan.

"I'm leaving. Let Wan..."

"Goodbye." Mao Youan motioned to the master to start the car.

"Mao You'an, goodbye..." Mao You'an smiled at them while sitting in the car. She waved goodbye and added "Goodbye!"

Finally, a gust of wind blew through the dark night, and the young man slowly disappeared from sight.

Mao Youan, I wish you all the best, all the bridges are strong, and all the tunnels are bright.

That night, my nose was sore all the time, and tears kept rolling in my eyes, controlled, and then came out again. Forget it, Lu Rangwan didn't want to know the truth in this story. He wanted her to live an easy life. Someone would remember the officer's heroic deeds, and the country would remember it.

"Tao Zeru, why do you look so sad when you look at Mao Youan? He was not like this before." Standing in the dark blue night, she looked up at him.

"He loves you." Is Tao Zeru drunk? In the Urumqi night, he looked so gentle, hugging Lu Rangwan and walking to the hotel.

"Rang Wan, I love you too." It was difficult to step on his feet, and he walked sideways.

"Tao Zeru, you left on purpose to let us chat." She looked up at the man beside her, "Well, you guys haven't had a good chat for a long time." Tao Zeru looked forward, then looked down at her. I am very happy, and this happiness tells me that I shouldn’t be selfish.”

"Tao Zeru has grown up and started to be dignified."

"Well, you have to be dignified! After all, I am the only man in the universe who is worthy of Lu Rangwan!"

"Tonight is a very profound and romantic night."

"Rang Wan, forgive me for being jealous, angry, crazy, and messing around before. Now, I also want to be as decent as Mao Youan. I feel great about a man like this." His tongue was indeed tied, but the expression Still clear.

"Thank you for helping me write the punctuation marks of life so neatly."

"I'm also very selfish. Now that it's clear, everyone will have their own place in the future."

After going back and washing up briefly, she got into bed, "Tao Zeru, you hugged me too tightly..." She was trapped in his arms, and her hair was rubbed into a mess.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he heard her muttering, and he raised his hand that had been numbed by alcohol to smooth her messy little head.

"Be good, I miss you so much. I'm afraid you'll leave..." He muttered and then lost consciousness.

"..." It turned out that he had suppressed his emotions and made concessions for her.

The two drunk men slept soundly that night without any dreams. Alcohol is really a good thing. When males no longer fight, the world is so peaceful.

Lu Rang lay in bed for a long time without feeling sleepy. The night in Urumqi was actually very quiet, and the sound of his even breathing could be heard in his ears.

She thought of her acquaintance with Mao Youan, the bare letter that Mao Youan received, their chance encounter in Urumqi, and the military salute he gave her on the school anniversary...

It's good to have memories. The unwillingness and compromise that cannot be chewed or swallowed are slowly understood and forgiven, and then forgotten.

From time to time, there will be some inexplicable confusion and pain, and it will take several times the time and energy to resolve it. These things that have no place to place and cannot be found will be properly collected in the cracks of life.

Everything will pass eventually, it doesn't matter if it's slower or faster.