In the early Yuan Dynasty, a lifelong mistake

Lin Ao once saw in the space that if the books get wet with water, they can be frozen overnight in the refrigerator. He was suddenly a little lucky that he rented a house with a refrigerator.

The book stayed in the refrigerator overnight, and Lin Ao couldn't wait to take it out the next day.

It's a pity that things didn't go as he expected. Although the book was a little flatter, the tattered parts remained the same, twisted into a strange shape in his eyes.

He picked up the book and put it on the table to read for a long time.

open.

Li Chonghan's handwriting in front of him has become a pool of ink marks, and nothing can be seen.

In the past, Lin Ao sometimes liked to sniff the handwriting of those brushes, which had the unique fragrance of Li Chonghan's body, but now there is nothing there, and he can't even see the original appearance.

His hands trembled, and he turned to the next page, which was not so badly damaged by the water.

No need to wait until there is no class, no need to explain to others, if you die, you will die, anyway, no one cares about it now, as long as Li Chonghan, he only wants Li Chonghan...

no response.

The words "Xijiangyue" lit up ironically in his eyes. He used to like this poem the most.

He learned it in high school. Not long after the accident at home, he had nothing left.

In fact, no matter how annoyed he was at the beginning, and even had some low self-esteem in the face of the big city raised in the rural environment, but he never felt that life was unloved.

After his grandma died, he always felt that the fortune teller was right.

From childhood to adulthood, his mother would always whisper in his ears, telling him to study hard, let him go out of the countryside, and not let others look down on him.

He was so tired of it that he felt alone.

No one understands him. He likes the wandering river in the countryside, the sunset in the field, his kind smiling face, and his loud words. He has become a withdrawn look.

He was good-looking, not that delicate good-looking, but bright, and no one hated him.

He didn't want to refute the statement that this is a world based on faces.

Sometimes he feels very helpless with this strange characterization. If his behavior is placed on another person, he will be rejected if he is not hated by others.

No friends, no relatives, he has learned Li Chonghan's words for a long time.

A sentence that believed to be useless suddenly hit his heart, and it has been out of control ever since.

He couldn't find him, the books were on the table, he couldn't speak, he couldn't smile at him, he couldn't touch his lips with his hands, and he couldn't blink his eyes and ask for kisses.

He lost him.

"Hello. What's the matter?"

"You, are you still there?"

Sun Zehua's voice came carefully from the other end of the phone. Lin Ao really couldn't hate her.

"The book is useless, Afeng."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Lin Ao."

A soft sobbing sound came, and Lin Ao reluctantly spoke to comfort him.

"Don't cry, it's okay. I'll think of a way."

"Well, well. Originally, I didn't want to trust that person named Li Yinliang anymore. But, he told me again, he said that if there is a problem with the book, he should go to the bookstore to repair it. After all, the bookstore is to sell books. For the book, it should, it should be fine."

"Li Yinliang?"

The girl's sobbing sound felt uncomfortable in Lin Ao's ears, but he still listened patiently.

"Well, that's right, it's the place we went to last time."

"Okay. Don't cry, let me go and see."

"Me, me, do you want me to go with you?"

"If you pass by with swollen eyes, others will think you were bullied by me. Don't cry, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone without mercy, Lin Ao rubbed his ears with his hands, feeling like he was escaping from the abyss.

The girls in the dormitory saw Sun Zehua crying non-stop since the phone call, and they took turns to comfort that handsome boy.

Why do you always bully people?

"As I said last time, I don't have the teacher's contact information."

"I didn't come to you for this."

He took out the tightly wrapped book and handed it to the other party.

"I want to ask, is there any way you can fix this book?"

The man looked away from his book and reached out to take it.

"Hi, my name is Cheng Fengze."

Lin Ao stretched out his hand in surprise and shook hands with the other party.

"Hello."

Cheng Fengze took the book and studied it in his hands, Lin Ao finally couldn't help it, and asked.

"your name?"

"Same as the founding emperor of Chenghao Kingdom?"

"Ah."

He was so impressed with this emperor, Li Chonghan was the one who gave him that glass of poisoned wine.

"Yeah, I'm also quite bored, but since it's the same, I can't change my name, are you right?"

Cheng Fengze seemed to be a very indifferent person, but he suddenly showed a mocking smile to Lin Ao, Lin Ao felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is there any way to fix this book?"

"You go back first, if you don't worry, put it with me first, and come to pick it up after a week, okay?"

"Is it convenient to leave your contact information?"

After thinking for a while, Lin Ao gave up and thought of other ways. If he could only choose a compromise, he wanted to trust this person once.People sometimes need to trust their own feelings as much as possible. In most cases, intuition will not bring you bad results.

Cheng Fengze seemed relieved, and told Lin Ao his mobile phone number.

With nothing else to do, Lin Ao left the book at Cheng Fengze's place.

Although my grades have always been bad, and I don’t take it too seriously, failing a course is still a very troublesome thing. The past is elusive. I really don’t know what else can stop me from wanting to go crazy besides reading books. Thoughts around Li Chonghan.

"Are you back? How is business today?"

If Lin Ao were here, he would be able to tell that this old man was clearly the owner of the bookstore when he was buying books.

I took a brush and wrote and drew on the paper, but I didn't see it as a style.

Cheng Fengze also didn't answer this trivial question, he took out the book Lin Ao gave him and handed it to the old man.

"I got the book."

"Oh?"

The old man put down his pen, looked at the tattered book, and clicked his tongue twice.

"Don't let Yin Liang see it? Otherwise, you should be angry again."

A doting smile flashed across Cheng Fengze's eyes.

"He won't be angry anymore. He has been angry for so many years. If it wasn't for him, why did we work so hard and go through so much trouble?"

"You kid, hey, it's really..."

"Brother Cheng? You're back."

Seeing Cheng Fengze coming in, the man lying on the bed struggled to sit up, but was pushed down by Cheng Fengze.

"Don't move around, the doctor said that you have to rest for a while."

"Ah."

"Master and I are already thinking of a way, this time it won't be like before, don't worry."

"Thank you Master for me."

"It's been so many years. Master has long regarded you as his own child, and now he still says that he can't thank you. After hearing this, Master should be angry."

"Ah."

The person on the bed gave a low hum, and lay back in the shadows, as if he was completely silent.

"Master, is there a way?"

The old man frowned, and took a picture of the book with a magnifying glass. The reading glasses moved over the book, and his small eyes watched carefully.

"Yes, but it's a bit troublesome."

"What's the trouble?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you go to the store as usual tomorrow, tell that Lin Ao, and return it to him in five days, so that he won't worry."

Cheng Fengze agreed, turned around and went back to the room.

The old man was there alone, taking photos and talking to himself. Time is running out. They have made great efforts to prevent the incident from happening again. I hope this time, everyone will be happy.

"No, are you all right?"

Sun Zehua now stutters whenever he calls Lin Ao, which is really a troublesome problem.

"It's okay, he said he would fix it for me in five days."

Sun Zehua laughed happily, but frowning again in an instant.Once the book is finished, it means that Lin Ao is going to do that thing again, safety is not sure, nothing can be sure, if something really happens, who can be responsible.

Lin Ao saw that the other party stopped talking, so he hung up the phone neatly and devoted himself to the legendary Zhengding secondary type.

The newly replaced teacher Gao Dai's lectures are like Tang Seng's nagging, which is even more difficult to listen to than the previous year.

He had no choice but to devote his life to a kind of inexplicable self-study. There were clubs downstairs holding activities, and many people surrounded the only few cherry blossom trees in the school, and everyone was in high spirits.

The sun is shining, which is like saying that everyone will have a bright and bright future.

I heard that many people went to the famous cherry blossom avenue in China, and countless couples took photos under the cherry blossom trees in the spring, but they must not have such a bright smile as his Li Chonghan.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"Lin, Lin Ao, come back quickly, the third child is gone, come back quickly."

Lin Ao put down his phone, and hastily put on a coat.

Just now he was a little tired of doing his homework, so he went downstairs for a walk. Originally, people in the dormitory would not be together often, and he didn't even have the slightest impression of how long the third child hadn't appeared.

He knocked his head in frustration and hurried back to the dormitory.

The mobile phone lay quietly on the stone table in front of the stool he was sitting on just now, shining silver-white light.

Although he lives in the rented house at night, but sometimes the time after school is too short, he still stays in the dormitory, there is no bed, as long as the desk is still there, it is still very convenient.

Because he has always been a little absent-minded, he doesn't care about other people's traces, let alone pay attention to them.

Thinking about it on the way back, he seemed to have not seen the third child for more than a day.

The third child has a loud voice and has always had a strong sense of presence. The death of his parents has changed him somewhat, but he has not completely changed.

This time, did something happen again?What can keep a person from showing up for so long?

"Are you back? Give him a call quickly. Sometimes he listens to you very well. He never answers my calls. "

"No answer? Didn't he disappear?"

Shouldn't the missing be a shutdown, shutdown or something?

"Anyway, it hasn't appeared for a long time, so you won't be worried all the time."

The boss came back at some point, and when he saw the aggressive look of the second child, he frowned severely.

"Okay, let me fight."

I reached for my phone, but found nothing.

After thinking for a while, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to take his mobile phone...

After answering the phone, I put it on the table in front of me, and then, I didn't take it...

"I forgot my phone outside."

The voice is a little hoarse, and in this case, the possibility of getting it back is zero.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a little fatter than before, and the two will meet soon T^T

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