After the rebirth, the president and I are in HE

"you are not."

Rong Qing sat there motionless, she finally raised her head, as if she had made a decision, she said seriously, "I'm sorry."

"This is the first time I'm in love. For you, I don't know what to do."

"I am childish and selfish, trying to transform you into my ideal, but you are you first, not anyone else."

Her tone was very slow, and she spoke very slowly. She couldn't find the right language for every word, as if her chest was stuffed out of her chest.

The language is so pale that it can't express one ten-millionth of her heart at this moment.

I am sorry.

She didn't know what to say, and said these three words repeatedly.

I am sorry.

Rong Qing lowered his head, so he didn't see Xiao Ran looking at her with no expression on his face.

The cheeks were moist and slipped coolly.

There is no reason for these tears.

You can't control it yourself.

He fell down for no reason, obviously no feeling in his heart, but he still fell down.

Xiao Ran turned her head to look at the window, she didn't speak for a long time, she felt tired, after a while, her voice was slightly warm, "Come back, it's getting late."

It is indeed tiring.

Especially when he just pulled Rong Qing's arm, relaxed from the almost tense atmosphere, he was in labor pain, wave after wave, and it hurt when he pulled it.

"Ah."

Rong Qing didn't dare to raise her head. What she said just now almost made her use up most of her strength. She nodded limply and stood up: "Good night."

Limped.

Go out with bare feet.

When Xiao Ran saw it, he almost subconsciously wanted to get her shoes, but he endured it again.

"Put on your shoes."

Rong Qing stopped in her tracks, looked down at her feet, as if waking up from a dream, she looked back in a daze to see where her slippers had fallen.

"Wear mine." Xiao Ran remained motionless, sitting at the end of the bed, with a slightly cool tone.

Oh, Rong Qing obediently walked to the bed, put on her pair of blue slippers, left a single shoe behind, and walked out of the room.

The door is closed.

Xiao Ran's straight shoulders relaxed, she sat forward, leaning against the head of the bed, watching the TV with distracted eyes.

In the black and white screen, her figure was reflected, so confused.

Tired, sleepy, and my mind is muddled.

But I just don't want to sleep.

She turned over, opened the drawer of the bedside table, glanced around randomly, keychains, nail clippers, and some sundries, nothing she wanted, stood up and walked to the wardrobe, pulled out the backpack with her fingers, and opened the zipper on the first layer .

Flipping around, I took out a pack of cigarettes from my backpack.

With a blank expression on her face, she calmly tore off the silver plastic strip of the outer packaging, took out one with her slender fingertips, bit the cigarette holder with her lips, and did not light it, and flipped through the backpack again with her left hand.

Where is the fire?

Didn't bring it back?

Xiao Ran smelled the smell of tobacco, it was slightly bitter, but also slightly sweet, her mind was a little clearer, she held the cigarette between her fingers, walked around the room, rummaged around, and made frequent noises.

In this peaceful night, it was very disturbing to hear.

Finally, I found a lighter with only a little fuel left on the table corner of the balcony.

Xiao Ran tried it, and flicked the switch with her finger. Swish, a faint fire light lit up. She lowered her head and got closer. Her slender eyelashes flickered in the blurred fireworks, and the line of the corner of her jaw was intoxicating.

The wind blows.

The fire is out.

With a throw of Xiao Ran's hand holding the lighter, the silver embroidered lighter drew a semicircular arc in the air, and finally fell into the trash can.

Weiwei Xinghuo is a red dot in the night, faintly visible.

The sky was getting darker, sporadic light spots scattered around, Xiao Ran looked up at the moon, it was the first time she felt that the moon was so close to her, she stretched out her hand, and shook it tentatively.

Hold nothing.

Xiao Ran lowered his head and smiled, not because of anything else, but because he thought he was funny.

She shook the soot lightly, like catkins flying, the blood seemed to be a little calmer, Xiao Ran began to think.

Rong Qing's purpose.

What is the purpose of her apology?

Is it to get her forgiveness, out of guilt, or want to reconnect with her?

Arguably, this shouldn't be a problem.

Rong Qing's performance is already very obvious.

But Xiao Ran couldn't confirm it, she never said it clearly.

No?

What's more, Xiao Ran lowered his eyes, Father Rong's sentence, you are very similar to her, has always been like a thorn in her flesh, and it is still there.

...

The next morning.

In front of the round dining table in the living room of the Xiao family, Xiao Ran sat on the left, Rong Qing sat on the right, and the two sat facing each other.

The same dark circles.

Exactly the same red blood.

Yawning exactly the same.

Father Xiao took a sip of the millet porridge in one hand, and when he looked up, he saw the two of them looking at each other lazily, and asked suspiciously: "Xiao Ran, did you fight last night?"

"No." Xiao Ran picked up the bowl, bowed his head and took a sip, the soft and warm porridge slipped into his throat, bringing a little motivation.

"Then what's wrong with your eyes? They're all bloodshot. Did you cry last night?"

Xiao's father didn't know the situation, he frowned, his tone was very puzzled, he put down his chopsticks, and carefully looked into his daughter's eyes.

is not that right?Both eyes are swollen, not human.

After taking the last mouthful of porridge, Xiao Ran stood up and said, "I've eaten well, I didn't sleep well last night, go catch up on sleep."

"You can sleep for a while too. I'll accompany you for a stroll in the afternoon." She glanced at Rong Qing and added.

Seeing Rong Qing nodded, she turned around and went upstairs, disappearing at the end of the stairs.

Father Xiao and Rong Qing were left in the living room.

Xiao's father is not good at chatting, usually he doesn't talk much, and he doesn't know what to say to the unfamiliar Rong Qing.

He asked a few homework questions, and when he had nothing more to say, he dug out a photo album from the cabinet.

"This is Xiao Ran's photos from childhood to adulthood, you can look through them."

Father Xiao held the photo album in his hand, opened the cover, talked too much, some of the photos had turned yellow, and the edges of the plastic wrap were rolled up, obviously they were often taken out to read.

The background of the photos is mostly a school.

Rong Qing took a closer look, and there was a picture of Xiao Ran receiving the award in the lower left corner. She was wearing a blue and white school uniform. She was standing in the middle of a row of people. She was the tallest, holding a certificate in her hand, and her face was full of joy With a cheerful smile, the background is blurred and one can vaguely see that he is the number one scholar in science.

Father Xiao saw that her eyes had been lingering on the certificate, and his face showed a bit of pride, "This child is smart, and he has always been good at reading."

"I read books and do homework at home all day long. Other parents hope that their children will do their homework honestly. I hope that she will go out more and make more friends." Father Xiao touched the child in the photo with a smile, raised his head and said: "It's rare to see her bring friends back. You're the first one, remember."

"When she was young, she was quite lively, and she could play with other children who were traveling from other places. A little girl even said that she would marry her when she grew up, and she seemed to have taken a photo and sent her here."

Father Xiao laughed when he said this, "She has been tall since she was a child, and she was more than one meter tall when she was 5 years old. She looks like a small adult, and she is very sensible."

Inexplicably, Rong Qing felt that these things seemed familiar, flipping through the photos in his hands, wanting to see what the little girl who said she was going to marry Xiao Ran looked like.

"Dad, aren't you going to the Sea God Temple?"

Xiao Ran walked down with his hands on the railing, and stopped his father from continuing to praise him.

Father Xiao just wanted to say that he was not in a hurry, when he saw his daughter's eyes, that kind of stop talking, stop talking, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

He got it.

Father Xiao put away the photo album with a smile, stood up and said: "Xiao Ran will play with Rong Qing for a while, and sleep at night. I will go to the temple and be back later."

The Sea God Festival is just around the corner these few days, and everyone is busy preparing things for the sacrifice.

Father Xiao packed up his things and went out.

It's a sunny day outside.

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes, looked away, and looked at the person huddled in the corner of the sofa, she asked, "Go out for a walk?"

Of course good.

Rong Qing immediately stood up, this was the first sentence Xiao Ran said to her after last night.

She was not sure about Xiao Ran's attitude, and while changing her shoes, she carefully peeked at her expression, without any fluctuation, except for a little swollen eyes, she didn't see anything unusual.

"Let's go."

"it is good!"

Xiao Ran walked in front, Rong Qing followed behind, there was a body distance between the two of them, whether they were far or close.

The scenery of Qilin Island during the day is very good. After all, it is a tourist city. Along the way, you can see many foreigners with their families traveling here.

Especially when walking to the beach, a group of five or six-year-old children ran past like the wind, holding kite strings in their hands, and looked up to see huge centipedes flying in the sky.

The sky is blue, the clouds are low, the sea is light, the sun is shining brightly, and the surrounding coconut trees are full of fruits.

Xiao Ran stepped on the sand, leaving footprints one after another, Rong Qing followed behind, secretly stepping on her footprints, as if he had found some fun, the corners of his mouth could not help but keep turning up.

"By the way, I have a question for you."

Waves of white waves rushed towards the yellow sandy beach. Amidst the sound of the waves, Xiao Ran seemed to inadvertently ask, "How did you feel when you saw me for the first time?"

The waves hit, and the tide rolled to the shore, Rong Qing stepped back several steps, but her feet were still wet.

The cool water washes the sand off your feet.

Rong Qing lifted his trousers, thought for a while and said, "I seem to have met you before, as if I've seen you somewhere before."

"Where have I seen it?" Xiao Ran lowered his eyes, thinking about what Rong's father said, and he already believed it was true, but he was not reconciled, and then asked.

"do not know."

Rong Qing shook his head, seemed to think of something and said, "Do you think we knew each other in a previous life?"

The wind by the sea carried a faint smell of salt water, Xiao Ran turned around and looked at the nonsense Rong Qing expressionlessly.

Scum girl.

The stand-in said so fresh and refined.

Rong Qing met her gaze, blinked innocently, and said seriously: "Really, you look very familiar to me the first time I saw you, I always feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

"Go on."