Rich and negative

"En." Qingling looked at Qiangwei, and could vaguely see Qiangwei's anxious face.

"Okay, goodbye, Qing Ling."

"Well, see you tomorrow~ Yuan Fan~" Qing Ling waved at Yuan Fan, then ran towards Qiangwei.

"Hey~Qiangwei, why are you looking for me so urgently?" Qing Ling scratched her hair.

"What were you doing just now? I told you to ignore me!" Many black lines appeared on Qiangwei's head.

For her own safety, Qing Ling decided to tell what happened just now to excuse herself: "I just met Yuan Fan, but it's so strange, I can't remember that there was such a person in the village in the past~"

"Yuanfan?!" Qiangwei showed a surprised look on her face.

"Yeah ~ Qiangwei, do you know Yuan Fan?"

"do not know!"

"Qiangwei, why don't you look so bad~ You won't be sick?" Qingling looked at Qiangwei with concern.

"It's nothing, let's go back first." There was an unnatural panic in Qiangwei's eyes.

On the second day, Qing Ling went to the river at the same time as yesterday, but sat by the river until night fell, and did not wait for Yuan Fan.

On the third day, Qing Ling arrived at the riverside at that time again, and waited until it was dark again, but there was still no sign of Yuan Fan.

Fourth day...

fifth day...

On the sixth day, Qing Ling finally felt panicked. He felt that he had lost Yuan Fan. He should have asked where his family lived, instead of making a random appointment tomorrow, but didn’t that person say that he was waiting for him before? Why didn't you come and wait again?Hey... this bastard has made him lose his appetite for his favorite Yixuanyangchun noodles these days. When he finds him, he has to make it up to him, but where is this guy now?

Qingling became more and more uneasy under the night. For some reason, this person who can be said to have only met once was very important in his subconscious, and seemed an indispensable existence, because after meeting Yuan Fan that day, his memory It’s finally getting better, there are no longer just some fragments, and you can start to recall some content, for example, when he first became a disciple of the Cuicang Sect, for example, when he became a disciple of going out, the image of Qiangwei in the memory is very clear, but there is a The image of indifference is always broken, and the outline is also very blurred, that is very important, the heart tells him so, but he can do nothing, he can only recall that the indifferent person is always better than him, and he always has meaningless sex with him quarrel.But I feel warm in my heart, like the most gentle sunshine in winter.

Cuicangpai Village is about to usher in the grandest festival - Winter Festival, and the annual Winter Festival is undoubtedly the most lively.Qingling has always been looking forward to this kind of festival, because not only there are very delicious candied haws, sweet bean paste.Even Yixuanyang spring noodles will become more delicious than before, and Qingling actually knows the reason for this, because she is accompanied by her companions.For example, Senior Brother Qing He who still holds books all day long, Qiang Wei who wears cute pink clothes, and... Qing Ling suddenly forgot about the next person.He was annoyed, really, what a bad memory!

It's better to wait until the end of the winter festival and find Qiangwei to have a look.

Qing Ling walked to the street and immediately felt the festive atmosphere. There were happy smiling people everywhere. Qing Ling couldn't help smiling, and stepped up her pace towards the gathering place.But the next moment, he saw Yuan Fan.Still with such an icy back, and hair as black as midnight, walking forward silently.

"Yuanfan!~" An eager voice, afraid that he would disappear into the crowd in the next second.

The figure in front froze for a moment, then turned around, and after seeing Qing Ling, he smiled consolingly, "Qing Ling, you are here."

"Well, I'm here!" When Qing Ling saw Yuan Fan, he was so excited that he forgot to ask Yuan Fan why he missed the appointment.

"Hey, Yuan Fan, you are really mean. I only invited three bunches of candied haws. I don't care~ I still want to eat red bean paste buns! Finally, there must be Yangchun noodles!" Qing Ling grabbed Yuan Fan's clothes like a rascal and did not let go. .

"Fool, after eating so much, I'm going to have a stomachache again at night." Yuan Fan didn't push Qing Ling's hand away, but looked at Qing Ling dotingly.

"Cut~Xiaoqi Yuanfan~" Qing Ling felt his cheeks getting hot, does Yuan Fan still care about me?Although I don't want to admit that I am really happy.He didn't want to admit that he blushed because of Yuan Fan's eyes.

"Only one red bean paste bun, as well as Yangchun noodles." Yuan Fan took Qing Ling's hand and walked towards the booth.

"Ah? Ha~ Yuan Fan, you are such a good person!"

Boom! ~Boom! ~Two dazzling fireworks bloom in the night sky. "Wow~ Yuan Fan! Look!" Qing Ling looked at the sky and jumped excitedly.

After a while, the number of fireworks continued to increase, and the night sky became more charming because of these beautiful lights.

"It's so beautiful~" Qingling couldn't help sighing, in fact, Qingling still had a feeling, so happy... At that moment, her heart became so full, so this was enough, when she was accompanied by Yuan Fan, like this Will suffice...

When the sound of fireworks kept ringing, Qingling heard a voice coming from her side.

"Qingling, I like you."

Qing Ling was stunned.He wasn't sure if he heard it right, he turned his head to look at Yuan Fan's expression, but found that Yuan Fan was no longer there, and even the cold aura that belonged to Yuan Fan had disappeared.

Qing Ling stood blankly for a while, and then shouted angrily: "Bastard Yuan Fan! You still owe me red bean paste buns and Yangchun noodles without even saying a word! You want to forfeit them! Damn it~" It seemed like I could take advantage of this Squeeze out the loss in your heart.

Since the Winter Festival, Qing Ling has never seen Yuan Fan again.Qing Ling seemed to have forgotten Yuan Fan again, because he could only remember the vague outline of that young man.

Not long after, Qingling's full retreat period ended, and Senior Brother Qinghe sent more tasks than before, Qingling began to become busy, no longer caring about her broken memory.Or take the opportunity to say to Qiangwei, shall we go on a date?

Such a day should be happy, right?But why do I still feel that I have lost the most important thing.

"Master, this is the previous mission report."

"Well, let it go, how is Qing Ling's situation?"

"It's much better. I was worried about something wrong before, but now he doesn't mention Yuan Fan anymore. It seems that the medicine has worked."

"Well, using that kind of memory-removing drug will have side effects of hallucinations. Don't worry, Qiangwei, since Qingling's holiday, it is enough to produce the effect of the drug."

"I see, master, then I take my leave."

After Qiangwei left, she walked slowly towards her home, she really needed to take a good rest now.She really didn't know whether forgetting Yuan Fan would be good or bad for Qing Ling.

The only thing she knows is that bond and yearning, which cannot be erased.

An imprint that will last a lifetime.

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