can i love you

Leaning back on the seat sluggishly, a dry state of mind emerges.Deng Feng stared out of the car window, and the flickering green plant fence was like a movie clip in his mind, disconnected.They were densely packed, hitting the heart, just like that, Uncle Qiao's frowns and smiles, accompanied by the frowning of Deng Feng's eyebrows, became very clear.I don't want to think about the future with Uncle Qiao, but why is his figure lingering when I open and close my eyes?Could it be that my handsome seven-foot man really can't escape the torment of love, besides, the fate with Uncle Qiao itself is imprisoned in the shackles of the world, and there is no possibility of renewal for others or myself.Sighing in distress, staring in confusion, Deng Feng, who was immersed in his own world, did not notice that Wang Juan beside him was looking at him seriously.

"What? Deng Feng!" Wang Juan felt a little depressed when she saw Deng Feng's state of mind.It's my treat to say anything, why are you sighing there, as if I'm going to pour you ecstasy soup, please, this is not your last lunch!There is no response yet! "Young Master Deng, you shouldn't have such an expression. You are not going to the funeral, why are you so sad..." Wang Juan pressed the sound switch, and suddenly the world became fuller.

"Hey, what kind of song is this...Wang Juan, your taste is too bad..." Deng Feng really couldn't laugh or cry, this crazy girl, the car was suddenly filled with a wild heat wave.Wang Juan was not moved at all, and smiled slyly at Deng Feng.

Deng Feng couldn't help Wang Juan's madness, the DJ's sound in the car was like thunder, disturbing Deng Feng's mood.Needless to say, this kind of music slowly dissipates the sorrow in my heart and successfully diverts my attention.However, this kind of changing ordinary music into rock and DJ is indeed something Deng Feng hates.This crazy girl has no taste!Naturally, this conclusion satisfies myself with nothing to do now.That's all, why bother to be entangled in the vicious cycle of whether to love or not to love, whether it is okay or not.Why seize on the straw of slim hope and place the bet of a lifetime?Thinking about it this way, Deng Feng felt much more at ease in his heart. Maybe it was an illusion to let go, but after all, it was temporarily settled.It's just that the left eyelid suddenly twitched non-stop. Could it be that something is about to happen?

The smoky compartment gathered energy that was difficult to release.Maoqun patted the steering wheel irritably, damn it, sitting so slowly, if you are a novice, don't get in the way!Mao Qun, who was following Deng Feng, deliberately kept a certain distance from the Porsche in order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed.Did you ever think that a student car behind you overtook me, and even moved forward at a speed of less than 50 kilometers per hour?This moment ignited Maoqun's raging anger, but neither advanced nor retreated, Maoqun lit another cigarette angrily.Looking at Deng Feng for a second, I suddenly had an urge to protect him.I have already passed the burning years of youth, why am I depressed now?Looking at Deng Feng and Wang Juan, who are talented and beautiful, they feel depressed. Shouldn't I go to bless and pray?What can I bring to Deng Feng?Just want to ask for his forgiveness?Wave after wave of thoughts rolled in, and before they could be sorted out, they were buried in the torrent of pain.

Maoqun, who was in a depressed mood, pressed the DVD button casually, soft light music was played slowly, and an airtraffic came flying in. Under the special background of electronic music, the singer's clean voice matched the brisk and overflowing rhythm. Theowlcity is said to be an orchestra, but in fact the entire music production is done by one person, so we have to admire the outstanding musical talent of lead singer adam.young.It was the sound of this song that caused ripples in Maoqun's heart again.Such a familiar style of music, these CDs are Deng Feng's favorite music, and Maoqun can't understand English, so he doesn't dislike the exotic style played by the stereo. On the contrary, he is inspired by the singer's beautiful voice, panting heavily The sulkiness also calmed down a little.

At the intersection ahead, the Porsche turned to the left, and Mao Qun was about to change direction, when the red light turned on again.Just like that, he watched the red car disappear from his sight.Maoqun patted the steering wheel again, panting heavily in frustration.Hehe, even God refuses to give me a chance?Seeing the sharp edges and corners of the zebra crossing under the scorching sun seems to be cutting Maoqun's sadness.At this moment, the left eyelid kept beating, could something else happen?

Hey! Why do I have so few comments?Please give me some suggestions for the development of the plot.Hey, helpless