Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

Then he climbed over the wall with ease, almost following the path Xia Chen walked.

Want to see what this boy is doing.

I saw Xia Chen sitting on the ping-pong table, looking to the west, under the scorching sun, drinking, smoking, looking to the west.

It doesn't look like something a student should do on a youth campus.

But I don't know if it's because of his sympathy for that man that Liang Yanyun doesn't hate this young man who keeps giving himself bad looks.

I just want to see a little more traces from his body, some that don't belong to him.

But it belongs to her and his traces.

One is under the scorching sun and the other is under the shade of trees.

One looks from afar, and the other looks from afar.

Until Xia Chen turned his head by chance, and saw the distant, vague, yet hazy beauty under the shade of the trees.

It was really like that time, really like that time.

However, the boy who had drunk a little wine was actually very sensible, he just turned around and looked at him.

Looking from a distance.

Liang Yanyun walked over calmly and stood in front of the young man.

It seems that the closer you are, the more unreal, and sometimes people's feelings can deceive themselves.

You don't trust your intuition, which is also a kind of betrayal.

Is the so-called rationality to follow or repeated consideration, thus missing the correct choice.

The two didn't think about it.

Soon Liang Yanyun was sitting on the other side of the table tennis table where Xia Chen was sitting.

Two people are facing one direction, west.

Like two people who have never seen the sun.

"What are you looking at?"

Liang Yanyun smoked a piece of soft white sand in Xia Chen's hand, which was actually very pungent. People who are used to good cigarettes can't stand such a rough smell.

There is a primal pressure.

However, Liang Yanyun could bear it, which made Xia Chen admire.

It's not a decent behavior for a young girl to smoke, but Liang Yanyun obviously doesn't care.

A woman who is beautiful and elegant enough will not have any psychological burden.

At this time, it is already going out without makeup.

Also sitting under the scorching sun, the two of them seemed to be on a barbecue grill.

But the strange thing is that neither of them sweated much, and neither seemed to feel very hot.

Xia Chen thought for a while and said.

"Look west."

"I know it's the west side."

Liang Yanyun said calmly after taking a puff of cigarette.

Xia Chen also took a sip, and then took a sip of beer.

"Jupiter, in another 10 minutes, when it is closest to the earth, it is in the west, and you can see it shining at dusk. A little bit of starlight can compete with the setting sun at that time."

It was rare for Xia Chen to say something very poetically.

In fact, Xia Chen stopped talking like this about 40 years ago, because he felt very hypocritical very early on.

And the most hypocritical place is.

Say these things to people who have nothing to do with you, and they will think you have something wrong.

And the people involved….

There is no one related to Xia Chen.

It's just that in every lonely night, I don't even dare to shout out the powerlessness that suppresses the lonely roar.

Xia Chen was not born with such a god.

Can endure loneliness and loneliness, can ignore all human relationships and communication.

There is also a process.

This process is actually very painful, just like drug addiction.

You have to get used to it, and no one can tell you when you have a lot of emotion.

Every late night when wine bottles are full, you can't find a place to go.

Xia Chen has experienced it all.

Make up with loneliness, embrace it.

I got used to suppressing some emotions, and getting used to the feeling of wanting to vomit.

Actually all good.

After all, different routes lead to the same goal.

Hearing Xia Chen's words, Liang Yanyun's eyes were slightly confused.

Then he lowered his head slightly and showed a smile, which Xia Chen could never see, and no one could see.

Then when he looked up, he was back to normal.

The young woman looked slightly to the west and said.

"Someone said the same thing, but it's been so long, I seem to have forgotten how to say it. It's probably the same as what you said. Do you like watching the stars?"

Liang Yanyun asked like this.

Xia Chen thought for a while, but said without nodding or shaking his head.

"I may have liked it before, but now I forget it."

The two people repeatedly mentioned the word forget.

In fact, they probably didn't even think about it. For the two of them, forgetting is just an excuse, a cover for not mentioning the past.

"Oh."

Mutual silence, smoking, looking at the horizon.

The horizon where nothing can be seen.

There is no Jupiter, no point of light, and nothing magical.

360 five days a year, you think every day is fresh, but in fact every day is day after day.

Liang Yanyun finished smoking, looked forward and said.

"Liang Xingyun, what kind of person is he?"

Xia Chen drank wine, calmly.

"Probably a boring, very boring person who doesn't like being boring."

"Did he tell you about his past?"

"Speaking of it."

"What is his attitude? For him, who is the most important person in his life?"

This question sounds sharp.

In fact, it was just that Liang Yanyun wanted to ask Liang Xingyun himself, but struggled without the opportunity.

She didn't expect to get any answers from this boy.

Xia Chen didn't seem to need to speak out.

After all, time has changed, even if it is some words that have been handed down through the ages, it is difficult for you to understand one percent of the entanglement in the author's heart at that time.

But Xia Chen still said a word.

"He said, he's been looking for that answer all his life."

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PS: It is impossible that there are still people at this time, right?No way no way?

68 The wheels are smoking-

"For the rest of my life..."

Liang Yanyun smiled at the answer.

But don't think there's anything more to believe in.

Because Liang Yanyun didn't think that a boy of this age could understand all the feelings of that man.

Because he is different.

For the whole world, but for her, it is absolutely different.

Xia Chen didn't respond to the other party's attitude, but just drank his own wine and smoked his own cigarettes.

Liang Yanyun got up, and didn't think there was anything else to say at this time.

However, it is necessary to remind the other party.

"There's a girl around the corner who's been watching us for a long time."

Xia Chen saw nothing, even a fleeting figure.

But the boy just said noncommittal.

"It's probably up to you."

Liang Yanyun looked at Xia Chen with a smile.

"why?"

"I probably haven't seen you before, and I think it's unlikely that there will be a woman like you in this school."

Liang Yanyun's beautiful and clear fingers were hanging on the ping-pong table, and she turned her head slightly to look at Xia Chen.

"What kind of woman am I?"

Xia Chen glanced at Liang Yanyun, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, collected the finished wine bottles, put them in a plastic bag and said.

"Should appear in the story, not the real woman."

Liang Yanyun looked at Xia Chen.

Then he stretched out a finger and shook it at Xia Chen.

On her face was a majesty and pity similar to that of a queen looking at her royal subjects.

"Don't put the girl-picking skills you just learned on me, even if you are determined to be a scumbag."

Xia Chen watched Liang Yanyun wave and leave with a smile.

A woman is indeed like a name, like a cloud of smoke.

Coming and going, drifting away.