Are you in love, my white moonlight

That night, Yuan Deng didn't enjoy himself very much.

Because he was thinking about what Yongjipu said all night.

He turned his face to look at Yongjipu secretly, and couldn't help wondering what the other party meant.

Perhaps sensing the sight from his side, Yongjipu turned his face, smiled and asked Yuandeng what was wrong with his lips.

The smile is dazzling.

Feeling ashamed as if he was caught by the teacher for deserting class when he was a child, Yuan Deng held on, turning his head away as if nothing had happened, and no longer looked at him.

However, Yongjipu called him with great interest: "Little lamp?"

Yuan Deng glanced at him: "Why?"

"You were looking at me just now." Very determined tone.

Yuan Deng: "..."

What kind of person does not open which pot and which pot to lift!

Yongjipu was a little embarrassed to see Yuan Deng, so he stopped teasing him, and changed the subject, "I have something to give you when I go back."

"what?"

"You'll know then."

After the party, Yuan Deng took a small kraft paper bag from Yongjipu and took a look inside.

"it is this?"

Inside was the black coat he had given to the rain-soaked lady.

"Why are you here?"

"Manager Shao asked me to bring it to you."

"Okay, thanks." Yuan Deng put away his handbag, turned around and opened the door.

Before entering the door, he heard Yongjipu call him: "By the way, Manager Shao told me that she put a small gift inside for you."

"Got it." Yuan Deng was about to close the door.

When there was still a gap in the door, Yongjipu called him again.

Yuan Deng raised his eyes suspiciously.

What's the matter with this person calling him?

Under the warm light, the noble man from Qionglin Yushu looked at him with slightly curved eyes.

"Good night."

Yuan Deng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Yongjipu to stop him, just to say good night to him.

His lips moved: "Good night."

Hearing Yuandeng's reply, the smile on Yongjipu's face became more obvious: "See you tomorrow."

Endless?

"Okay, go to bed, you!" Yuan Deng slammed the door, turned his back and leaned against the door.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and pressed the position of the heart, and the beating was even more violent than the popping candy in his mouth when he was a child.

He took a breath, reached out and flipped through the small brown paper bag.

The clothes have been washed, and there is a fragrance of laundry detergent.Yuan Deng found several wards and a note in the pocket of his coat.

He opened it to read, and the handwriting was beautiful: Thank you Xiao Yuan, I wish you all the best in the future.

Yuan Deng smiled, threw the clothes into the suitcase, and after hesitating for a moment, put one of them, Suzuran Mimori, into the wallet.

It is said that the company spent a lot of money on team building this time.I found a special person to customize the travel itinerary, saying that they would definitely let them relax.

The next day's itinerary was to go skydiving.

However, due to the different personal circumstances of each person, it is not mandatory for everyone to experience this project.

On the bus, a colleague came over and asked, "Yuan Deng, do you want to dance?"

Yuan Deng had a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and he was resting with his eyes closed.Hearing his colleague's question, he didn't even open his eyes, so he replied directly: "No jump."

Although skydiving was included in the itinerary, he never thought of experiencing it from the first second he learned about it.

Because when he mentioned skydiving, he thought of his unfinished honeymoon period.Originally, I wanted to experience skydiving, and then hurried back to China the next day.

It would be a lie to say no regrets, but not every regret can be made up for.

After that time node for many things, the anticipation will be lost.

So be it, Yuan Deng thought, otherwise what else could be done.

But Yuandeng didn't know, when he said "don't jump", Yongjipu, who was sitting in the front row of him, turned his head slightly.

The bus stops at the skydiving base.Those who chose to skydive all went to receive temporary training, and Yuan Deng sat idly by and played with his mobile phone.

After a while, a voice came from above.

"Small lights."

Yuan Deng raised his head and saw Yong Jipu standing in front of him wearing equipment: "Are you really not dancing?"

"I don't want to jump." Yuan Deng said, he paused, and added, "It's too high, I'm a little weak."

"Okay." Yongjipu lowered his head, fiddled with the belt on his body with his slender fingers, "Then I'm going to dance."

"Yeah." Yuan Deng put away his phone, hesitated for a moment, and then ordered.

"Attention."

Yuan Deng spoke very softly. If he didn't pay attention, his words might be caught in the roar of the plane and the noise of the crowd.

But Yongjipu heard it, he smiled and said: "Okay." Then he turned and boarded the plane.

The engine roared, the plane took off, and the buildings in the field of vision gradually became smaller and then invisible, and the vast sea area was in sight.

Yongjipu glanced down, his scalp was numb due to dizziness, his palms were full of sweat, and the belt he was holding was wet with sweat.

The coach noticed his pale face and furrowed brows, and asked him, "Are you nervous?"

"I'm afraid of heights." Yongjipu didn't hide it either.

The coach was a little surprised: "Then you still dare to skydive, you are quite a tiger!"

Yongjipu reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth: "Some things should be tried."

How do you know if you don't try?

Hearing this, the coach laughed loudly. While comforting Yongjipu with words, he skillfully checked the safety equipment.

Finally, the coach patted Yongjipu on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, it's just a matter of closing your eyes."

"Walk!!"

As soon as the words fell, the two fell down from the hatch.

Yongjipu raised his head, the wind whistled past his ears, and the intense weightlessness made his heart tighten suddenly, as if tightly bound by tension and fear.

After getting used to it a little, he squinted his eyes and looked down.

He could see nothing but fluffy clouds.

After falling through the clouds, you can faintly see the slightly rounded horizon in the distance, the large blue sea, and the steel forest that is faintly outlined.

But at this height, people on the ground cannot be seen.

Impossible to see the little lights on the ground.

Falling, falling fast.

It seems that the next second will fall into the boundless sea.

Yongjipu felt that he was a little out of breath, at this moment, he felt that he was only one step away from God.

The high altitude is suitable for releasing emotions, hormones are rising, and those thoughts that are usually suppressed are rushing around in his mind and chest.

Between life and death is the best time to review and regret things.

He found that at such a critical juncture, he only remembered the red eye sockets of that night.

Yongjipu tightly closed his eyes.

"Don't be afraid! Catch it!"

The coach opened the umbrella, and Yongjipu gritted his teeth and grasped the rope, feeling that the speed of the fall had slowed down significantly.

The sea is sparkling, the buildings on the ground are gradually visible, and the earth is spinning.

It's finally about to land...

The moment his feet hit the ground, Yongjipu knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, his ears were buzzing, his stomach was churning, and he put his hands on the ground, tightly clutching a handful of sand.

In the dimness, he saw his little lamp running towards him in a panic.

He hugged him, opened and closed his mouth, but Yongjipu couldn't hear what Yuandeng was saying.

Not a word was heard.

His head is still dizzy, as if someone put a blender in it, which makes people feel weak and nauseous.

Yongjipu weakly rested his chin on Yuandeng's shoulder, and with trembling fingers took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into Yuandeng's hand.

"……sorry."

Yuan Deng looked down at the note in the palm of his hand, and before he had time to think about what was written in it, he felt the person in his arms lose his strength and fall over.

"Yongjipu?! Brother——?!"

……

The birds outside the window were jumping and chirping among the branches.

Yuan Deng picked up the vase next to the hospital bed in Yongjipu and went out. He was going to pour out the clear water in the vase overnight and fill it with fresh water to support the fresh flowers he had just bought.

After parachuting yesterday, Yongjipu passed out and was rushed to the hospital.

Yuan Deng was going crazy.

After the examination, the doctor said that there was nothing serious about the patient, but he fainted suddenly due to excessive stimulation, over-thinking, and irregular work, rest and diet.But he is young and has a good foundation, so he will be fine after a while.

Having said that, Yuan Deng was not feeling well.

He was washing the vase, thinking about what the coach said to him yesterday.

——“He said he was afraid of heights, but some things should be tried.”

Yuan Deng discovered that he actually didn't know Yongjipu as well as he thought.Those previous doubts seem to have explanations. For example, Yongjipu has never done a roller coaster. For example, his office always has the curtains drawn.

But this person jumped down from a height of several thousand meters, and the first sentence he said when he landed was to say sorry to him.

Yuan Deng lowered his eyes, washed the flower stems, and cut off a small section of stems with scissors.

What mother and Aunt Fang said to him seemed like yesterday.

"No matter how loving a couple is, there will be countless moments when they want to divorce. The reasons why they can continue to go on without separation may be different, but there is only one thing, which is absolute."

——"That means they must have communicated well afterwards."

"What choice do you want to make? To think, to feel, and to follow your own thoughts."

Yuan Deng put the flowers back into the vase. When he bought flowers in the flower shop today, he accidentally didn't choose the flowers that he usually gave to the patients.

He looked around the store at that time, but he couldn't find any roses, so he asked the owner desperately, "Are there any roses?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, indicating that there were no more.

I don't know why, but at that moment, Yuan Deng only wanted to buy flowers like roses. He politely thanked the shopkeeper, ran to a big flower shop a few kilometers away, and bought a large bouquet of roses back.

Yuan Deng picked up the vase and walked to Yongjipu's room.When he reached the door, he was about to push the door in, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

A tall, thin young man wearing a peaked cap was sitting in front of Yongjipu's bed.

He heard the sound outside the door and turned around.He wore a mask that completely covered his face, only showing his eyes.

Yuan Deng recognized this person.Although he had never met him face to face, he would still recognize this person even if he was turned into ashes.

It's Xian Musheng.

That Yongjipu firmly remembers his hobbies... the people who exist in Yongjipu's circle of friends.

The one who made him mad with jealousy and self-abased.

"You came to look for him?" Yuan Deng was the first to ask, and he heard his own voice tremble unconsciously, and he was a little hoarse.

"No, I'm actually here to find you."

The author has something to say:

Um! ! !

I checked, and it said that you can skydive if you are afraid of heights, but it is not recommended to do so! !