if time doesn't run aground

Lightly rely on the ferry of time, lightly look at the white horse passing through the gap.

The temperature dropped little by little, and the long and blurred summer passed like this.

The early morning hours begin to shroud in darkness, a good season for sleeping.

Luo Xia's cell phone kept vibrating beside the bed, buzzing like a noisy bee.

After the bell rang persistently for one and one-half hours, Luo Xia bounced off the bed and grabbed the phone with a sleepy face.

She will die with the brother who made the call.

"Who!! Do you have a sense of morality! I don't know how to call and disturb the people in the morning!"

"Luo Xia, come down quickly! I was stopped by the gate guard of your community."

"Who are you?" she asked coldly.

"I'm Wang Yuan."

"...What are you doing here? Anyway, I've been waiting for such a long time, so it's not too late...I won't go down until I wake up."

"you……"

"Bye" Luo Xia turned off the phone and went back to sleep.

At a quarter past nine, Luo Xia struggled to get up from the bed, and continued to recall the content of the call with difficulty.

Well, sorry Wang Yuan.

After changing her clothes neatly, she greeted her sleeping father and ran downstairs at a speed like the wind.

Later, Wang Yuan used one sentence to describe the speed, which made Luo Xia ignore him for three days in a row - you are rushing to reincarnate!

When Luo Xia stood at the gate, Wang Yuan was still fighting wits with the guard.

It's no wonder the uncle didn't let Wang Yuan in.

Wang Yuan was worried about being recognized by fans, wearing a white hat, white sunglasses, and a white mask...

He is not a patient in a mental hospital, and certainly not a doctor in a mental hospital.

When Luo Xia took Wang Yuan away, it was like taking away his younger brother who broke glass at school.

"What are you doing here?"

"Complete the research report requested by the Chinese teacher. I remember telling you that we are a team."

"Why can't I remember..."

"It's good if you can remember how to get home." Wang Yuan rubbed Luo Xia's pear blossom head.

"Stay away from my hair! I have a phobia!" Luo Xia looked melancholy.

The cool breeze blew over the young man's unruly smile, dyed the mood with a touch of jasmine fragrance, fragrant the fleeting years of early autumn, and brightened the past.

Luo Xia unlocked the door, and Wang Yuan swaggered in without any hesitation.

The next second, he froze.Mr. Luo was sitting on the sofa watching TV peacefully.

I once thought that I had considered everything thoroughly, but I didn't know that God had already laid traps on the road ahead.It's just that the time of falling in is different.

Wang Yuan was silent, his brain cells died the moment he saw Dad Luo.

"Yeah? Yuanyuan~ You go to the back room, the TV outside will be very noisy."

Wang Yuan, who was prepared to be scolded, was stunned for a while, then quickly nodded and dragged Luo Xia into the room.

Luo Xia was also very puzzled by his father's reaction.Since the book was published, President Luo rarely let her get in touch with celebrities, Wang Yuan was an exception.

Can time really change everything?

The remote control was held in Mr. Luo's hand, and the button was never pressed. His eyes were blank, and the same variety shows on the screen did not attract his attention at all.

He knew that in the face of this ignorant love, he couldn't stop it.Five years ago he tried, five years later he gave up.

"Just... don't become me when I was young." Boss Luo frowned the moment Wang Yuan closed the door.He walked to the cabinet and pulled out an old photo of Luo Ma on the lowest level.In the world, she only left simple black and white photos.She could no longer make a sound.

Mr. Luo's eyes were moist, and his vision began to blur.

"I made a draft, just fill in the content for me." Wang Yuan took out a white notebook from his bag and handed it to Luo Xia.

"Oh..." Luo Xia's thoughts hadn't come back yet, he was just coping with it randomly.

"Don't think about it, some things don't need to be figured out." Wang Yuan's smile was still bright.

"You do not understand."

"I understand. Boss Luo doesn't want you to get involved in the entertainment industry, but today he actually allowed you to date me. You feel strange, right?" Wang Yuan was very disturbed.

"...You are an artist from my father's company, right?" Luo Xia's tone was flat, unable to distinguish any emotions.

"Well, what's the matter?" Wang Yuan was confused by her nonsensical question.

"It's okay." Luo Xia returned to normal and skillfully opened the document.The mechanical rhetoric is entered with the sound of keyboard tapping.

Our pain comes from love.

"...Do you really not remember what happened when you were a child?"

"Maybe I only remember a rough idea." It was another vague answer.

The clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and the sun faintly shone through the clouds, casting a ray of feelings implicitly, forming a feeling of warmth.

The warmth and coldness of early autumn are fickle.

"Let's go, go out for a stroll~ I can't hold back the data even if I'm bored at home!" Wang Yuan stretched unintentionally, and the carefree words eased the atmosphere a lot.

It's okay to forget some things.

"Let's go, as long as you're not afraid of being surrounded by fans." Luo Xia smiled wickedly.

Wang Yuan screamed, then fell silent for a while, and said quietly, "If I am surrounded by fans, I will hold your hand for the first time, and then calmly say to the fans, this is my girlfriend... you Who would be more miserable than that?"

"...Wang Yuan, how you have survived to this day can be regarded as an unsolved mystery in the world."

"My longevity secret is to exercise more, unlike someone who stays at home every day and grows hair."

Luo Xia kicked Wang Yuan, grabbed his backpack and went out.Wang Yuan followed behind with a grimace.

There is nothing better than walking quietly behind you and watching your ponytail dangling around your neck.

heartbeat.accelerate.

No matter how fancy the time is, it can't match your smile.

Fanghua is a quicksand, and youth is a period of time.