Meet the scumbag Bai Yueguang

On the first day of school, Kong Qinghua took Du Mifan to discuss: "Fan, the autumn scenery is pleasant outside, let's go out and have fun."

Du Mifan was arranging new textbooks and writing names, when he heard the words, he asked casually, "Where are we going?"

Kong Qinghua smiled triumphantly: "Goat slope."

Goat Slope is said to be a slope, but it is not a slope. It is a mountain. The mountain is not too high. In spring, the branches and leaves are lush and the flowers are clustered. The whole mountain is lush and green. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can overlook the entire urban area. The scenery is very good In autumn, there are red leaves all over the sky, and the scenery is also unique.

The scenery of Shanyangpo is very famous, but it is not the scenery that makes it famous, but the marriage temple on the top of the mountain. The temple is not big, but the incense is very strong. It is said that believers who burn incense in the temple can harvest Perfect love, quite accurate.

No, Kong Qinghua went there admiringly.

Du Bifan obviously also thought of this, and laughed teasingly: "Oh."

Kong Qinghua was a little embarrassed by his smile, and scratched his head: "So why don't you go?"

Du Mifan: "Isn't it a good time for you and Mingying to go?" Why do you have to invite him and Fan Yao to be light bulbs?

What Kong Qinghua said also made sense: "If you don't have a partner, go up the mountain and ask for a partner. No one can push the matter of marriage."

Du Mifan thought to himself, you are wrong, I don't want marriage.

Even though Du Mifan said that he didn't want marriage, Kong Qinghua called him down the stairs on weekends, together with Fan Yao, there was a direct bus from Shanyangpo, so it was very convenient because Du Mifan didn't have a bicycle, and neither did the other three. Take the bus there.

Du Mifan was helpless with his travel bag on his back, resigned to his fate and let Kong Qinghua drag him away.

Mingying specially dressed up today. Her hair is already very long. She tied a high ponytail on the top of her head and tied it with a rubber band with a fur ball. The little leather boots seemed to have been applied with some lip gloss, and the lips were crystal clear.

Not to mention, after being dressed like this, if she doesn't speak, she is quite quiet and restrained.

Du Bifan didn't pay attention to it before, but only saw it now. Seeing her dressed up like this was quite novel, so she stared at her for a long time.After looking at it, I went to look at Fan Yao again.

Fan Yao is very handsome today, wearing a long black T-shirt with a layer of white trim underneath, black sports shorts with sunscreen pantyhose on his lower body, and white basketball shoes.He was listening to music with his earphones on. He seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head to look over, and slid away with a calm face.

Du Bifan: "..."

He quietly tugged on Kong Qinghua's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

What can I do, I am so angry with you, Kong Qinghua thought to himself.I tossed and turned all night, wondering what to do with your relationship in the future, wondering if you should attack yourself, but in the end, you, the client, were not strong at all, neither courting nor taking the initiative, nor trying to possess, and I was so mad at you okay?

Kong Qinghua straightened his face: "How do I know, I just glared at you, you go ask."

Du Bifan stared at his face for a while, feeling blessed, she lowered her head to look at his clothes. After looking at him, she found that this guy had cleaned up too. The clothes she wears are quite fashionable.A black pullover with a plaid shirt, a pair of bright red basketball shoes, and light-colored wide-leg jeans, inexplicably has a sense of hip-hop, making people feel that he is going to raise his fingers and sing Rap in the next second.

Du Mifan stretched out his hand to poke him, then pointed to Mingying over there, and teased: "You are only in the third year of high school and you are looking for marriage? You two are really anxious."

How can you be so impatient, you've been thinking about getting Fan Yao to marry a wife and have children since you were only in the third year of high school.Kong Qinghua raised his eyebrows: "I am happy, are you envious?"

Du Bifan unceremoniously punched this bastard who exudes the sour smell of love anytime and anywhere.After beating someone, he strolled up to Fan Yao's side, looked carefully at his expression, and tentatively called, "Fan Yao?"

When he was called Fan Yao, he was always different from others, his voice was a little soft and waxy, a gentleness that was different from other words.

Fan Yao lowered his eyes to look at the mobile phone playlist, and responded lightly: "Huh?"

Seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, Du Mifan thought for a while, and whispered to him: "I saw a boy just now, he is quite handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a charming smile. Come and see if he is handsome."

Fan Yao looked up at him upon hearing this.

Du Mifan pointed to his pupils, moved them a little forward, and let him see them: "Did you see it?"

Fan Yao's figure was clearly reflected in those jet-black eyes.

Fan Yao looked into his eyes.

Du Bifan asked again: "Is he handsome?"

Fan Yao's voice was flat: "Slick tongue."

Du Mifan didn't hold back, smiled and sighed: "Don't say that, the truth is truer than gold."

Fan Yao didn't want to talk to him.

The bus shook for half an hour and arrived at the destination. The four of them got off the bus. There were many passers-by, most of whom were young men and women, laughing and making noise in groups.

There was a car coming from behind, Du Mifan pushed Fan Yao and took him to the side of the road to avoid it: "Don't always look at your phone, watch the road."

Fan Yao put away his phone and walked straight forward.

Du Bifan looked confused, not knowing what he was upset about.

Since they went into the mountains to play, the four of them brought enough food. There was a small stream around the goat slope. There were many people here for picnics on holidays. Mingying took out a picnic mat from his bag and found a relatively flat grassland. After laying it out, the picnic mat was quite big, and the four of them threw their schoolbags on it and sat on it.

There are people grilling at the other end of the creek, but it is far away from them, and the wind does not blow this way, so the air is quite fresh.

Mingying tidied up her schoolbag and looked at the three of them: "Going up the mountain now?"

Du Bifan sat down on the picnic mat and waved his hands: "Go, I'll take care of our belongings."

Kong Qinghua: "You really don't want to go up?"

Du Bifan covered his lips with his hand, yawned, and shook his head: "No, you guys go."

Kong Qinghua turned to look at Fan Yao: "What about you?"

Fan Yao wanted to go.

Du Mifan watched his back disappear on the mountain road before looking away.He occupies the entire mat by himself, and he can roll in any direction he wants, with the blue sky above his head and the sound of running water beside his ears.Seeing that it was still early, Du Mifan took out a stack of papers from his schoolbag, lay on the mat, and read the books in the bright sunlight.

When Fan Yao was in his sophomore year of high school, he signed up for several make-up classes. Every time the class handed out some typical questions, he would extract them and print a copy for Du Mifan.When she was in the third year of high school, her studies were even tighter. Du Mifan didn't think she was very smart. In order to continue to get the scholarship in the future, she had to work hard.He did some extra papers last night, so he will be a little sleepy.Although he was sleepy in his head, he was in a mess. He grabbed the paper and covered his face, rolled around in a daze for a while, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Even when he fell asleep, his mind seemed restless, and he kept dreaming, vaguely dreaming that Fan Yao was wearing a pure Chinese-style red groom's suit, leading a woman wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei to kowtow and offer incense in a temple, Begging Yue Lao can make them love and be beautiful for a lifetime.As soon as the camera turned, the temple turned into a modern auditorium. Fan Yao was wearing a black suit and holding a woman in a white wedding dress. The two looked at each other and smiled, exchanged rings during the MC's speech, drank a cup of wine, and kissed sweetly.

The woman's face was blurred and couldn't be seen clearly. For a while, it seemed to be Lin Anan's face, and for a while, it seemed to be the face of other women. The only thing in common was that they were all beautiful. Fan Yao looked into the other's eyes Full of deep love.

I and Tsinghua attended Fan Yao's wedding as best man, toasted halfway, Fan Yao also toasted himself, looked at him and smiled and said: "We have known each other for so long, watching each other from youth to youth, now I find I found the love of my life and married her back, I hope you can also find your other half, and live this life peacefully and beautifully."

Fan Yao made a sincere toast to the wine, and drank it to his heart's content. After drinking, he laughed a few times, and said loudly, "I'm used to being alone. I don't want to get married or fall in love. Trouble."

In a daze, Fan Yao was dragged into the bridal chamber by the bride, Tsinghua and Mingying also returned to their small home, the auditorium was crowded with people just now, and the auditorium was empty in a blink of an eye, leaving him alone.

The night outside was cold, and the auditorium was dark and quiet. His figure was drawn out of a long shadow by the moonlight. His footsteps moved, and he squatted down slowly. The starlight and the round moon, drinking wine silently, drinking bottle after bottle, but never getting drunk again, finally he put down the bottle and murmured almost silently:

"I found him a long time ago, I like him very much, but I have nothing, I can't give him anything, I hope he lives well. Now he has finally become someone else's groom, he is someone else's, never It might be mine."