Little Green Pepper【Non-serious entertainment circle】

Bach felt short of breath, and Yan'an was already standing on the ground leaning against the edge of the bed.

"I can't believe you anymore, Bach." Yan'an looked at Bach and said softly.

This is also very good. If you miss him, you can touch the carved villain. If you think about it again, you can check Weibo and swipe the news about him.I couldn't think anymore, so I secretly flew to City B to see him.

If there is no gain, there is no loss, and there is no need to experience the feeling of Bach leaving again.

Bach looked at him without blinking, and said with some discomfort, "I'm sorry."

Yan'an opened his eyelids, "You know, I hate it when you say this."

Bach held Yan'an's wrist, exhaled and said with difficulty, "You, are you, that person back then, I..."

Hearing these words, Yan'an seemed to have lost the fig leaf on his body, and his face was a little pale. He avoided Bach's sight and roared impatiently, "So what!"

So what, is it not the current situation in the end?

"I was also tempted back then, but, Yang Qinran said, you left because of...my father's imprisonment." Bach resisted and finally said this.

Yan'an sneered. At that time, Yan'an quietly wrote a love letter. During the writing process, he fantasized, looked forward to, and secretly rejoiced. It was just dawn in the morning, and Yan'an put the love letter on Bach's place nervously.He thought that he should tell him his heart and feelings for Bach face to face. Yan'an had made an appointment in his heart to meet at the fountain at [-]:[-] p.m.

On that day, Yan'an drew countless lots, stacked in the southeast and northwest, and every time he got the "Bach will come", Yan'an smiled happily and his heart was pounding wildly.

But it was really that time, and Yan'an began to sweat nervously again, and Yan'an had been waiting at the fountain since seven o'clock.

The time was long, and Yan'an was afraid that he might stutter, so he secretly practiced facing the fountain a few times, and then nervously began to walk back and forth again.

It was finally eight o'clock, and the street lamps next to him reflected Yan'an's shadow. Yan'an began to look forward to it, listening for footsteps coming from the side.

He sat on the chair, turned his head and looked at the back, his body and eyes were a little sore.

I don't know what kind of mood this is, I feel uncomfortable, I feel like tears are coming out of my eyes, why is it so difficult to like someone.

Yan'an checked the time, it was almost nine o'clock.He looked up at the dark sky, and there was a shining star beside him.

Maybe something happened to Bach?Maybe the place where I put it is too secret, Bach didn't see it!

Maybe, maybe Bach went to the fountain in the south, yes, there is a fountain in the south, what if he went to the south?Just as Yan'an was about to run there, he suddenly thought what if Bach came here soon?

Yan'an turned on the flashlight on his phone, put it on a chair, turned and ran south.

As soon as he ran to the corner, he saw a person head-on, Yan'an was breathing heavily, and his first reaction was to run away, but when he took a closer look, it was Bach's frequent friend, Yang Qinran.

He glanced around subconsciously, only the two of them, Yan'an was not in vain disappointed.

Yang Qinran lowered his head and looked at the thin and thin Yan'an Yin-Yang and said strangely, "So it's you."

"The guy who hasn't grown up in junior high school thinks a lot, don't you know the relationship between me and Bach?"

Yang Qinran put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Yan'an's somewhat confused face through the dim light yellow street lights.

"Where's Bach?" Yan'an asked.

"He asked me to come here, what do you think?" Yang Qinran laughed and said, "Now that you know the relationship between me and Bach, you should understand what to do." Yang Qinran rolled his eyes and walked out of his pocket. He took out the envelope.

The familiar envelope fell in front of Yan'an's eyes, he was a little embarrassed, took it with trembling hands, and folded it carefully again and again.

Thinking about what happened that night, Yan'an looked directly into Bach's eyes, "You don't have to feel sorry for the past, about your father..."

Bach's eyes dodged a little, and even though he mustered up the courage to tell the matter, he still didn't dare to face it.

"I knew it a long time ago," Yan'an said, looking at Bach who raised his head in astonishment, "Yansheng told me."

Yan'an's eyes became clear again, "Bach, you are you, he is him, the person I like is you, not your father. I want to be with you, and the person I want is you. Do you understand what that means?"

"But Bach, I'm really disappointed in you," Bach's fiery eyes were extinguished by a bucket of water in Yan'an.

"What did my brother say to you? You just broke up so easily. Did you take me seriously?" Yan'an's eyes were dull, completely devoid of the original lively look, and Bach looked at him anxiously.

"I haven't." Bach replied anxiously.

"Bach, I still think it was a dream. The conversation was sudden and the breakup was sudden. I don't even know what happened at that time. You didn't tell me anything. I really want to know. What the hell are you thinking, why are you doing that. Is it that easy to give up?"

"Still, you don't have that deep affection for me." Yan'an curled his lips mockingly.

"An'an, you don't believe me until I say it. It was the first time I received so many surprises. I was actually moved by a person I had never met before, but before I had time, Yang Qinran told you that because of me I gave up on the matter of my father being imprisoned, and I believed it. When I really meet you later, how can I talk about this matter, I am afraid, I am afraid that the person I am most interested in will leave me because of this matter." Bach hands He clasped Yan'an's arm and explained.

After a while, Yan'an moved his slightly sore shoulders and looked at him very seriously, "Let's calm down for a while, you think about it, and I will think about it too. Why did we get to this point?"

Bach froze, looked at Yan'an dully, and murmured, "I knew it, you didn't forgive me."

Yan'an didn't speak, but looked at Bach, as if walking into his heart, "I can't forgive you and I don't want to forgive you."

"Let's calm down for a while. You film well and take care of your body." Yan'an pulled Bach's hand away.

"I know you're disappointed in me, An'an, I'll remove the obstacles, and this time I'll chase you," Bach said with firm eyes.

Bach put his hand on the back of Yan'an's head, gently kissed the corner of Yan'an's lips, then moved to the tip of his nose, and kissed lightly.