Chapter 2275 Autumn (Part 2)

Fang Che slowly raised his head and looked at him, and a tear rolled down.

Now all the self-blame, grievance, longing and worry are hanging on a thread, which is never touched at ordinary times, because it is afraid to touch. But once it is touched, it will stir up the waves in your heart, worrying about your bleeding heart, making her, the rocket wrapped by herself, think of her past unhappiness and the various things that still make him anxious now...

These things are all because of one person... the person who doesn't want to mention his name now, but thinks about him...

Her eyes were red, her mouth was always pouting, and salty things kept flowing into her mouth. She used her lips to bulge a gap and panted like a goldfish! Her cheeks were also red, and tears were like golden beans, falling one by one without control, trying to break free from his eye sockets, rolling on his face, and falling to the ground...

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. There was no reason to talk about her current thoughts, and he was unwilling to reason with the old man! He stinks, sleeps so much, and looks so old at such a young age! And he is also a paranoid. What's good about obsessive-compulsive disorder? There is nothing good about him. He had the audacity to talk to him about such a person! And the most annoying thing is that he even dared to mention...

He sniffed his nose, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and cried out "wow"... Why? Why on earth? Did the old man do it on purpose? Why did he ask these questions? Didn't he always respect Bie Rao? Then why did he pry into Bie Rao's family and privacy, why did he keep asking questions? Is this fun? Doesn't he know that everyone has sad places? He even dared to mention him...

He cried secretly and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He didn't care that the makeup he had put on this morning was ruined.

Chen Xuan watched from the side and sighed softly. Son, the way he endured and restrained just now, he felt distressed again.

What a good child! The look in his eyes and the tone he used just now, the low and oppressive aura that seemed to be ice blue, and the him at that time, the Fang Che who was actually in the hellfire but pretended to be indifferent, Chen Xuan didn't want to see him again in his life!

The evening breeze gently blew the fallen leaves on the ground and blew them onto Fang Che's hair. Chen Xuan helped her pick the leaves off and caught him in his arms.

She suddenly realized that summer had passed quietly and autumn was coming! How much is he? With the withered leaves in his hands and the person in his arms, Chen Xuan suddenly remembered the lyrics of a song. That song must have been a long time ago, because he hadn't listened to songs for a long time. The lyrics were originally about a pair of lovers, but he felt that the song was also suitable for them now. You know, patting the boy in his arms, it was actually drizzling with him.

"Fang Che, do you know? I heard a song before, but it was a long time ago, and I haven't heard it for a while."

"That should be an old song, but I think it's just right to sing it to you now! If you don't want to listen, then, just think of it as a gift to Qiu!"

Fang Che lay on his knees, crying softly. He was really listening to him, but he was embarrassed to raise his head. Chen Xuan didn't cry, so I touched the back of his head affectionately and sang.

"Then the cool breeze, carrying your sweetness, stroked my hair... It turns out that all the beautiful scenery, all the pictures, are because you are by my side..." The song was not particularly nice, but full of emotion, echoing under the sunset of Qiu...

He sang softly, looking at the fragile Fang Che in front of him.

She suddenly thought of the lover in the song.

They used to live a peaceful life. Although they were not rich, they were also very happy. They have their own land and dreams, but later all of this will not exist. When the singer of this song sang her again, her lover had already separated from her. You can't receive any news from him, and you don't know if he is still in this world... Just like them now, even if they are separated, even in the vast sea of ​​people, they must be constantly working hard to find each other. Moreover, between them, whether they are physically imprisoned or mentally imprisoned, there is always one on the road! And the direction of this road is the other person!

"I will find him one day!" She said to herself silently in her heart. Whether it is to clear the morning mist or clear the soil...

Soil... The hand stroking the back slowed down and finally stopped gently on the back.

Chen Xuan suddenly remembered something again, the old man and her just now...

"If you have a chance in the future, you must go to the wild mountain behind Qingsi Building to take a look!"

Yes, that's the sentence! He just thought it was another deliberate sarcasm. Now that he thought about it, the two of them had already decided to leave, and the gentleman was ready to see them off. But at the last moment when the door was about to close, it was obviously not the right time to talk, nor was it a good opportunity to have a deep exchange, but he said this for no reason! And now that he thought about it, there were some double entendres! He probably just wanted them to hear it!

Qingsi Building... the back hill... could it be...

He had an idea in his mind that made her excited as if she had an electric shock, but he knew that now was not the time to discuss this issue.

They sat on the roadside for a while, waiting for Fang Che to recover his strength. Then they stood up and walked towards home side by side. They walked very slowly along the way, and Chen Xuan walked all the way to create a scene. They took many detours and didn't return home together until the late night.

Of course, when they came back, Fang Che couldn't see anything unusual. Only Chen Xuan knew what he had experienced.

So when he met Yan Keyun, who was in a state of emotional distress, for the second time, he knew how to comfort others so skillfully.

"So you came back like this, without fighting?"

The scene switched to the dinner table again. After listening to their messy half-talk, Yan Keyun thought about it, picked some topics to talk about, and raised the question he was most concerned about.

This person is different from them. Do ordinary people use force to talk? Unexpectedly, this person's hands were not frozen at all. This was really beyond his expectation!