Shun Guai

If you want, so can I. "

"Get out." Luo Anhuai scolded him with a smile, "You want to read my diary, don't you?"

"Don't be so blunt."

"I have a password on it," Luo Anhuai raised the diary in Yang's hand, "If you guess the password, I will show it to you."

After Luo Anhuai said this, he went to take a shower, leaving only Qin Nanyue sitting there to try the password. He tried Luo Anhuai's birthday, his birthday, the days when they were together, the day when they confessed, the day when they did it for the first time, every day None of them worked.

Then, Qin Nanyue finally thought of an answer, and he immediately asked Xuan Zhu, "Xuan Zhu, when did Luo Anhuai and I meet for the first time?" The memory was too long, and he really couldn't remember how many years that day was. moon.

"Are you talking about the year?" Xuan Zhu asked.

"Otherwise?" Of course it was the boy who dared to hold a gun at the age of 13.

"That day was June 357, 6 in the new federal calendar." Xuan Zhu recalled and said.

"Correct."

Qin Nanyue entered the password "3570629" and opened the diary.

The diary was started when Luo Anhuai started college,

Qin Nanyue turned backward bit by bit.

After washing his hair, Luo Anhuai wiped his hair with a towel and walked towards Qin Nanyue. His hair is getting longer and longer now, and he hasn't cut it much since he left the barracks. Little chatter.

"opened?"

"Yes." Qin Nanyue nodded, "It was the day we first met."

Luo Anhuai sat beside him and continued to wipe his hair, and then heard Qin Nanyue say, "This, what are you referring to?"

Luo Anhuai glanced at the sentence Qin Nanyue pointed to - "Here, these lights have their own names. I don't need to write his last name, because I know it."

"You ask knowingly."

"I want to hear from you."

Luo Anhuai resisted the desire to answer "what a fart", "Aside from you, who else can be my light."

Qin Nanyue kissed him on the cheek happily, and then continued to turn back, "I guess in the words of Daxin and the others, this would probably be called "obsession". But obsession is obsession, right? It's no big deal, there must be something in life that one must desperately grasp, and it is Qin Nanyue here, which is actually the best. Qin Nanyue must not let Qin Nanyue see this diary, otherwise that person will definitely be proud of it for a long time. Come out and say it."

"Here, you clearly said that you can't let me read it, and that I would be proud of it, why did you show it to me now?"

"I didn't expect to live with you and have sex with you so soon."

Based on his understanding of Luo Anhuai, Qin Nanyue expanded this point a bit. It was probably because Luo Anhuai didn't want him to see it so that he wouldn't get too complacent when discussing the relationship with him, but now it's a matter of course and everything has been settled. Then simply smash the jar.

Qin Nanyue continued to turn backwards, pointing to one of them and asking, but was interrupted by Luo Anhuai, "Are you finished?"

"I'll just ask for the last one, the last one." Qin Nanyue said, "I won't say anything after you agree, huh?"

"what?"

Qin Nanyue turned to the end, "You can read this article to me yourself, okay?"

Luo Anhuai glanced at it, "It's fine if you don't see it yourself."

"No, it feels different when you read it than when I see it myself. You read it and feel it better."

"Fart." He could write those words, but it was difficult to read them.

"Let's read it," Qin Nanyue took the initiative to take a step back, "Just read a short paragraph, just this paragraph, okay?"

"impossible."

"Is it really impossible?"

"You die with this heart."

"Xiao Anhuai," Qin Nanyue kissed him while calling his name, "Just for a while, okay?"

Luo Anhuai's attitude was firm, "I won't read it."

"Okay," Qin Nanyue pulled on the strap of his bathrobe, "Since we don't want to read, let's find something else to do. This is fine too. How about a new posture?"

This time, before Luo Anhuai had time to refute, he was kissed by the other party, swallowing all the sounds.

The diary on the bedside table was still open, and it said so.

"Zweig described a story. A 13-year-old girl fell in love with the writer next door. She spent her whole life looking for him, met him again, was lingering and separated, and wrote a letter of her love until she died. I sent it to that person. After reading it, I don’t think she fell in love with that writer. She seemed to be madly in love with love itself. She fell in love with the word called love and devoted her whole life to This madness. Love may make people suffer, sacrifice, and degenerate, but this is definitely not the purpose of love. If there is a so-called love that is run through by such content from beginning to end, then it is definitely just a fake name .

I also fell in love with Qin Nanyue when I was 13 years old, but I didn't know it was love at the time. The script I got was similar to that little girl, and I even had more of a drawbridge effect than her.But our story is different.I look for him, meet again, lingering, will not be separated again, will not confess my love until death, I clearly know his core, and I fall in love with everything about him.

This is my Qin Nanyue, even if I had no experience or preparation when I met him, I was willing to immerse myself in this romantic encounter.

Overcome the thorns and thorns, and kill it. "

I gave up all the other planets and got my star, and I embraced him with a song flowing in my heart.

——End of full text——

2020.2.2

The author has something to say: Zweig has a novel, which is very short and not particularly famous. I couldn’t even search for it on the Internet when I couldn’t remember the name, so I took a lot of effort to extract it from the book. find out.The name of this novel is translated into Chinese as "Forgotten Dreams", and it is about the reunion of the first love after many years of absence.The lady met the man who used to be very important in her heart in the villa, and talked about the events of the year. Zweig described this as "it is enough to maintain such a beautiful, half-pale secret".Then the man asked the woman why someone as beautiful and lonely as she was, had she become the wife of such a mortal man, simply because of his earldom and wealth - two things he didn't have -?The woman said yes.The man asked, "But what about love?" The woman also asked him, what about those of you who said that you would never abandon your ideals?

This seems to be the original face of life. Nowadays, when we drink late at night, the sound of dreams shattering when the glasses touch each other.Some people ruined a love, some people ruined their ideals, and became as vulgar as the people he detested,

But there are always some dreams that should not be broken, or, when we can hope, we hope that they will not be broken.

The story of Luo Anhuai and Qin Nanyue was originally something I thought about during military training. After all, military training is a life-and-death university, and there must be something to gain.But with the development, this story has deviated from my original idea.

But the spirit of the youth is still there, the belief is still there, and the touch of military green is still there, and I will pay tribute to it.

It didn't turn out to be the story I wanted, but I hope it doesn't turn out to be the story that disappoints you.

See you next book.

I hope everyone will receive a wave in advance. "Stendhal Syndrome" has already been saved, and it will be opened if you save it.