Ye Luo Zhiqiu

Just after the Chinese New Year, Yang Yong was about to leave for Yantai. He never thought that Yumei would come at this time.

When he received the call, Yang Yong knew that Yumei had already got out of the car.

On the phone, Yumei didn't elaborate, she just said that she would come and stay for a few days.

Regarding Yumei, Yang Yong still felt guilty in his heart. When he got along with Wang Jian, he almost carried Yumei behind his back. connect.

Yumei's sudden arrival not only caught Yang Yong by surprise, but also made him faintly worried.

But Yang Yong still went to pick up Yumei. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, it was difficult for a girl.

After getting out of the car, Yang Yong saw a red figure beside the road, carrying a small bag, standing in the snow.

"Yumei!" Yang Yong smiled and greeted her.

"Do you still remember me?" There was a faint smile in Yumei's eyes, but her tone was a little sad.

Embarrassed, Yang Yong clenched his hands unnaturally, and said with a smile, "Is it cold?"

Looking at Yang Yong fixedly, after a long time, Yumei suddenly chuckled.

"Let's go!" Yang Yong laughed dryly, and lowered his raised hand embarrassingly.

"Yeah!" Yumei nodded, stretched out her hand naturally, and put her arms around Yang Yong's arm.

Yang Yong was embarrassed, his body trembled, and he walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Yang Yong said with a smile.

"Come here to see you, see if you have found a girlfriend!" Yumei chuckled while holding Yang Yong's arm.

"Hehe, not yet!" Yang Yong also smiled bitterly.

"What about you, why didn't you bring your boyfriend with you?" Yang Yong asked back.

"I'm single too!"

"Oh!" Yang Yong nodded.

"have you eaten?"

"Just got out of the car, what do you think?"

"Okay, I'll treat you to eat!" Yang Yong heaved a sigh of relief, the Yumei he knew was still there.

"Well, I came here just to kill you, who told you that you didn't take me to the party!" Yumei gave Yang Yong a blank look, and pulled Yang Yong's arm in dissatisfaction.

"Okay!" Yang Yong laughed foolishly, but secretly groaned in his heart.

"I'll make a phone call, I won't go back at noon!" Yang Yong said, taking out his mobile phone.

Yumei didn't speak at the side, she waited for Yang Yong to hang up the phone, and then said: "Aren't you going home?"

"I invite you to eat, of course you have to eat better!"

Yumei didn't speak, and let Yang Yong take her to the restaurant.

"Heh, I forgot that the restaurant is closed now!" Yang Yong smirked. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the restaurant is not open yet.

"It's okay, just go to your house to eat!" Yumei said with a smile.

Yang Yong had no choice but to take a taxi and took Yumei home.

In the car, Yang Yong had a headache and how to explain it when he went back.

Sure enough, when he got home, looking at his mother with a strange face, Yang Yong moaned helplessly in his heart.

For Yumei's arrival, the mother seemed more happy, and asked Yumei to ask questions, leaving Yang Yong aside.

Yang Yong smiled wryly, looked at his father's smiling face, went out bored, and stood on the balcony.

Lighting a cigarette, my thoughts have drifted to Yantai.

Yumei's arrival can be described as unexpected, Yang Yong was caught off guard, but also worried.

Looking at his mother's appearance, Yang Yong knew that his mother was thinking too much.

With a wry smile, Yang Yong thought of Ma Jun and Wang Jian again.

As for Zheng Yuan, Yang Yong had already heard from Sister Lin that he had found a friend, so Yang Yong would naturally not bother him, only Wang Jian. Yang Yong felt that during that time, Wang Jian was weird, sometimes hesitant to speak.

I didn't think much about it at the time, but now that I think about it, there are still many doubts.There is also the sudden shutdown of Uncle Ma's phone.

Yang Yong always felt that after Uncle Ma came to Shanxi, he must have reached some kind of agreement with Wang Jian.

Yang Yong also thought about calling Wang Jian and asking him personally, but every time he picked up the phone and the words came to his lips, he took them back.

I always thought about asking Uncle Ma in person, but I never thought that there would be such an accident as Yumei's sudden visit.

Distraught, Yang Yong lit a cigarette again, and his father's voice came from behind him.

"Why didn't you bring it here for the New Year?" There was a hint of blame in the voice.

Yang Yong smiled wryly, it seems that his father also agreed.

Watching Yang Yong remain silent, his father suddenly asked, "You two?"

"En!" Yang Yong replied casually, looking at the snow on both sides of the street.

"Oh!" Father turned around and walked back.

"Yumei is a good girl, see for yourself!"

Yang Yong is bitter, yes, Yumei is a good girl, but she is gay, if she is not gay, if she has no one she cares about, maybe she and Yumei are a couple, but someone she cares about, and Yu Mei, destined to only say sorry.

Moreover, even if she married Yumei, what about the future?

'Uncle Ma, what should I do? 'Looking up at the sky, looking at the gray sky, is it going to snow? ...

It is said that there is a kind of love called letting go, and giving up for love lasts forever. Ma Jun is someone who has experienced it, but why every time he thinks of Ah Yong, he can't help but pick up the phone?

Lying on the hospital bed, Ma Jun smiled wryly. He was the only one in the deserted ward. The festive Chinese New Year almost disappeared in the hospital.

Get up, stand outside the window, look at the heavy snow outside through the glass, dazed.

'Ayong, will you think of me? '