In addition to watching movies, because Zhang Yang only used City W as a transit point, and he still had the high-speed train home in the afternoon, so it seemed that there was very little time left for watching movies.

I even thought like a fairy tale, like in the Cinderella story, I would wake up from my dream at twelve o'clock.

I'm so shameless, I can even think of this kind of association.

I despised myself a little in my heart, and I sent Zhang Yang to the security checkpoint of the subway, and said calmly: "I'm here, I wish you a smooth ride for 2 hours."

Zhang Yang was a big and tall man, standing on someone else's road, holding a suitcase in his left hand, touching his chest with his right hand and asking, "Aren't you going to take me to the train station?"

I smiled and repeated it unchanged: "Two hours by car." Are you a child, and you still need someone to take you to the train station?

After I finished speaking, I remembered again, and asked remedially, "Do you still want to take pictures? Is it a farewell gift?"

"Hey!" Zhang Yang seemed to bow his head helplessly, then raised his head, his eyes were full of innocence: "Why can't I give it away? It's not about taking pictures and doing the task."

"Oh." It's so embarrassing, I really can't do anything about Zhang Yang, a straight man who can't figure out his mind and speaks extremely ambiguously.

If it's a normal relationship, I can still retaliate with a joke or two.

But the problem is that my thoughts towards Zhang Yang have always been not pure. No matter what I say about ambiguity, there is a feeling that there is no money here and 300 taels of shame.

It hurts, it's so unfair.

"It's not going to a distant place, you are familiar with this place, so let's go boldly." I said it again patiently.

"Then why don't you take the subway back?" Zhang Yang was really in ink, didn't he see the volunteers maintaining order who were glaring at him in front of him?

"My school is right next to it. It's just two steps across the street." I put my hand on Zhang Yang's back and pushed him forward, "Come on, it's like going out for a long distance. I don't see you during the summer vacation." Not yet? I’ll be back in two days.”

Zhang Yang dragged his luggage and was pushed away by me. He put the suitcase on the security belt, and then he turned around and said excitedly, "See you in the summer vacation. You proposed it."

"..." Could it be that this guy has been waiting for this sentence?

I nodded silently, and Zhang Yang followed the crowd through the ticket gate contentedly.

This kind of picture, this kind of atmosphere, I think I should add a sentence "send me a text message when it's time" to fit the personality of the old lady.

I'm glad that Zhang Yang didn't turn around and wave while walking, that would be really stupid and embarrassing.

Although I didn't say the words about sending out text messages, Zhang Yang's WeChat did come.

Although others got on the high-speed rail, they changed to another method of "harassing" me. Hearing the notification tone from the mobile phone's WeChat from time to time, my mood cannot be described with mixed feelings.

What is this?Flirtation?

An actor knows what will happen when he enters the play. I think Zhang Yang has gone mad. How can he do everything in an act?

I think I am also crazy, crazy with Zhang Yang.

Who knows when this deformed relationship, such a clumsy drama, will come to an end?

Perhaps after Zhang Yang's wish was fulfilled, he successfully cheated on his girlfriend, and avenged his so-called revenge, the relationship between us would fade away as before.

I think Zhang Yang likes his girlfriend very much. At least in my opinion, the relationship between the two really broke down, and it’s enough to get together and break up.

What is really entangled is that it is because of the deep love that I can't let go of it for a while, and even a feeling of hatred arises.

It's hard to let go if you like it thoroughly.

I am also like this with Zhang Yang, but I have never hated him, and even think that he can find the so-called true love, and I can sincerely bless him.

It's a bit of a Madonna feeling, but it's something I've never changed.

Suddenly, I had a bold idea.

They obviously like each other so deeply, but in the end they still have to tear each other's faces apart, so that they don't communicate with each other forever, and they still have red eyes when they meet each other, and they still use the method of hurting themselves.

Killing eight hundred enemies and harming one thousand, I never agree.

I still have time to stop Zhang Yang.At least it can give them a better impression of each other.

For a moment, I felt that I had suffered from the Virgin Mary disease again. Why should I do this thankless thing and scold me?What position do I have to do it?But what if Zhang Yang really likes his girlfriend?

what!So annoying!

Questions flooded my mind like a tsunami.

I want to ask Zhang Yang what he thinks, one is to help him, and the other is out of selfishness, I want to know if Zhang Yang really likes it.

I also had somewhat humble but realistic expectations.

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