matchmaking

It was rare for Luo Youning to have a good dream.

In the dream is a long street without end.

Luo Youning remembered this long street.From elementary school to high school, they have run and fought countless times. Every brick and stone here hides their footsteps, and every street lamp reflects their figures.

The little chubby man who looked like sesame glutinous rice balls quietly appeared beside him, and the two of them walked forward side by side.

The sliding doors of the shops on both sides are closed tightly, and the long shadows falling from the tall trees beside the road are one dark and one shallow, and the gaps in the forest leaves are mottled by light and shadow.

The years are still and the time is frozen, as if they are still the two carefree children many years ago.

Luo Youning asked him, "Are you injured?"

Little Fatty didn't speak, just looked up at him for a moment, and then ran forward with big strides.

Luo Youning was anxious, and wanted to chase after him, but when he followed the direction it was running, he saw a tall figure at the end of the street.

The closer the little fat pier got, the more transparent the figure became. When he ran to the side of the figure, the little human figure had dispersed, turned into dots of stars and melted into the man's body, disappearing without a trace.

The night sky is vast, and the Geng Geng Galaxy is shining brightly.

The man was walking towards him.

Luo Youning was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he ran over without hesitation.

He ran so fast, he was afraid of slowing down a step, and the person in front of him became the phantom of his excessive thoughts again.

He rushed in such a hurry that the person walking towards him looked at him in a daze, until he bumped into his arms, the person staggered back a few steps and regained his footing slightly.

Luo Youning hugged the person in front of him tightly: "Da Yu! Dayu! You're back!"

Yu Bingwen answered him in a low voice: "Ning Ning."

Luo Youning's eyes were red: "Where have you been, why haven't you come back?"

Yu Bingwen raised his hand and stroked his hair: "I'm back, haven't I?"

Luo Youning grabbed his hand and said seriously: "Then don't go anymore."

Yu Bingwen smiled slightly: "That can't be done. When the time is up, I have to go."

Luo Youning felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't bear to blame him, so he whispered: "Then you can walk with me."

Yu Bingwen said hello with a smile.

The street lamps that stood guard all night seemed a little tired, and after the lamps dimmed, they were accompanied by the twinkling stars in the sky.

The two walked for a short distance like this, when Yu Bingwen suddenly said to him: "Ningning, you should sell our house."

Luo Youning suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"I know you want to transfer the ownership of the house to my parents. There is no need for that. If you transfer the ownership to them, it will be idle, and you have to worry about renting it to others. Why don't you sell it to make some money for yourself. I hope you keep all the money , Investment and financial management are good, you have a lot of channels in the bank," Yu Bingwen weighed very carefully, "My parents really don't want your money. But if you still feel sorry, just give me half of the money. Parents are enough."

Luo Youning glared at him viciously.

"Don't be angry," Yu Bingwen took his hand and clasped his fingers intertwined. He thought it was a lifetime, and he comforted him slowly, "We all share in that house. It's true that I paid the down payment at the beginning, but Later, you were the one who paid off the mortgage. After so many years, it is also half and half, and no one owes anyone else."

Luo Youning laughed, but his smile was uglier than crying: "Just at this moment, you still have to be so clear with me?"

Yu Bingwen sighed deeply: "Ning Ning, I'm already dead. Some things don't matter when you're alive, but you should settle the matter when you're dead. You never owe me anything. My death is predestined. Nothing to do."

Luo Youning couldn't restrain his emotions on the verge of collapse, and tears flowed down. He raised his hand and wiped his face, crying like he was wronged when he was a child: "Why it has nothing to do with me! If not, if not me... ..."

Yu Bingwen laughed, his handsome face was as dazzling as the rising sun: "Fool, if someone stabbed you and stabbed someone else with that knife, is it your fault just because the knife was stained with your blood?" ?" He stretched out his hands to mess up his hair, stared into his eyes, "Ningning, you are tired enough to live, let yourself go. We are going to part, and you still want me to leave without peace of mind? "

Luo Youning didn't speak, he just stared at Yu Bingwen, as if he would completely disappear from his own world if he missed this person.

Yu Bingwen seemed to have a lot of things to say, but he didn't say anything in the end, just lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against his forehead affectionately: "Ningning, Qiao Jing is very good. Try to be with him Well, he likes you too - he is the kind of person who can't turn his head around, if he doesn't like you, just because of his friendship, do you think he will treat you like this?"

"Yu Bingwen, you are such a bastard!" Luo Youning wanted to laugh, but he couldn't hold back his tears. His eyes were red from crying, but his voice was full of accusations: "Why are you a matchmaker when you're dead?"

Yu Bingwen pinched his nose: "What's the matter? Back then you called me Little Kiss Little Sweet, now you think I'm a dead ghost?"

Luo Youning wanted to punch him senselessly as usual, but her raised hand was out of control, and she stretched out her arms to hug him tightly.

His heart hurts badly, his soul seems to have been hacked into pieces, and he only wished that he was the one who died right now, so that he could truly be cleared up.

He gritted his teeth and repeated bitterly: "Yu Bingwen, you are such a bastard!"

Rubbing his cheeks with wide palms, Yu Bingwen gently wiped away his tears: "Ning Ning, close your eyes."

"No." Luo Youning stared at him intently, and said stubbornly in a hoarse voice, "I don't want it. I won't see you again if I close my eyes."

"I will always be here," Yu Bingwen held his face and looked at him deeply: "In your heart, in Qiao Jing's heart, in the hearts of all those who love me and my lover. Be good, close your eyes."

Luo Youning looked at him for a long, long time, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Something landed on his eyelashes, like that hot summer night.

They were young that year, they fell in love too early that year, and the scenery was just right that year.

"Don't move," Yu Bingwen seemed to be very close to him, his warm breath was no longer there, only affectionate whispers fell on his ears like ripples on the apex of his heart, "You have a bug on your face."

Luo Youning held his breath for a while, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, he opened his eyes, but there was no lover in front of him.

The long street is empty, and dawn breaks.

Those who should go will never stay again.

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I want to kiss you softly, I want to hug you hard.

But why?

In the end I can give you nothing more.

—— Dayu