Dressed as a heartthrob and the vicious cannon fodder

Bai Zangji drove extremely fast, and the roadside scenery became a blurred image. Tao Yinmeng pointed to the back of his handsome head and reminded him kindly: "Hey, you seem to have forgotten to wear your seat belt."

Bai Zangji didn't answer him, and when he reached the red light at the intersection, he slammed on the brakes, causing Tao Yinmeng to almost hit the back of the chair due to inertia.

"You forgot to tie it too."

Bai Zangji looked at the red light and counted the seconds in his heart, then buckled up the seat belt skillfully.

"Yueyue... okay."

The death and rebirth in the past have been taken lightly by a few words, and the pain and experience in it should be so profound.

"Very good, the resurrection went smoothly."

Tao Yinmeng is not as heavy-hearted as Bai Zangji. After all, he has experienced all this with his own eyes and has the most timely response, so he is the fastest to let go.

"very nice."

When the green light came on, Bai Zangji stopped talking to Tao Yinmeng, and his desire to see Tao Jiayue became more and more urgent.

This section of the road seems to be extremely long, Bai Zangji imagined countless times in his mind what expressions he should make, what movements he should make, and what the first sentence he should say to Tao Jiayue.

He was thinking about how to tell Tao Jiayue, I miss you so much, I love you more than you expected.

But I have rehearsed thousands of times in my mind, and when the reality comes, it is always unexpected and dull.

At that time, Tao Jiayue was leaning on the balcony railing, bending her head upside down to pick up those green vines that climbed too much, and the golden sunlight unscrupulously sprinkled on every inch of her eyes, dyeing it with the brilliance of an oil painting.The swaying emerald green vines, the silent red-gray roof, the peeling white wooden fence... and the glowing boy in this oil painting.

Bai Zangji rolled down the car window and watched quietly for a while, not daring to breathe too heavily, just kept looking at Tao Jiayue like this, it turned out to be a very happy thing.

He is willing to see the sunset from the morning, and the day from the night, and just look at this moving oil painting, in which there is Tao Jiayue who loves him the most in the world, the best Tao Jiayue in the world, his Tao Jiayue.

"Yueyue! Look!"

Tao Yinmeng's shout disturbed Bai Zangji's deep gaze, he saw the boy in the oil painting turned his face with a smile, he still looked the same, his smile was more radiant than sunlight.

A face he hadn't seen for many years, a smile he hadn't seen for many years, Bai Zangji's eyes were sore from the sun, and he looked at the boy he lost and found from afar.

"Bai Zangji!"

Tao Jiayue was lying on the fence, with most of her body sticking out.

"Bai Zang Ji." "Bai Zang Ji." "Bai Zang Ji!"...

Countless shouts in the past flowed back to his ears with this one, Bai Zangji tried hard to calm down, also smiled and waved to him and shouted loudly: "Tao Jiayue."

There must be a response to every call, and what is owed must be made up.

Tao Jiayue's tears rolled down like round beads, he smiled and stretched out his hand towards Bai Zangji, a ray of silver light stretched out from his fingertips and then spread over, Bai Zangji stretched out his hand and tapped it, the light was like a cluster of small Like fireworks blooming at the fingertips.

The voice that had been stored for a long time lingered in his ears, he said: Welcome home.

Bai Zangji looked at the scattered light spots, and his voice drifted away: "Welcome back."

come back to me.

He paused and raised his head and shouted loudly, "Come to my side."

Tao Jiayue didn't answer him, turned around and ran down quickly, Bai Zangji also got out of the car, he first took two steps and then ran again.It was a very short journey, maybe even 30 seconds, and the two met at the door.

A very deep, deep hug, so deep that they blend together like this. I want to use such a deep strength to express my fiery love, and I want to use such a deep hug to express my miss for each other.

The sun shines like the sun, and the wind blows like the wind. The frame of the oil painting is moved, and a gray-white road and a few tall and straight plane trees are added next to it. There are still boys beside the boy.

The 27-year-old Bai Zangji waited for the boy he abandoned when he was 21 years old.

The boy who loved him with his life finally returned to his side.

The author has something to say: Although there are some foreshadowings that have not been pointed out, there are some cookies that have not been written

But when I write this, I always feel that it is already a good ending, and it can be seen as the end.

Although this article is so immature, I really, really, really miss Xiaobai and Yueyue. I still want to write and see them continue to be sweet.

I'm getting entangled...