Sang Yu Fei Wan

It's hard for Yu Sang to tell when she stopped imagining love.

It used to be, right?When we were on a blind date for the first time, because we followed the rules, I couldn't help but wonder if even romance was restrained and restrained.

Slowly discovering that romance itself does not exist.

A blind date is a transaction where you come and go, bid each other, and when both parties are satisfied, a red certificate will be used as proof of the transaction.

Essence is difficult to involve in love.

It seemed that after drinking some wine, Yu Sang became very talkative.He smiled wryly and said: "I shouldn't have gone that day. I can sleep in like this. My mother thinks that I must be superior if I can be seen by the other mother. But she still thinks too much."

He took another sip of the wine, the wine was on the sweet side, well neutralizing the bitterness of the coffee, mixed with the aroma of milk, like a dream.

Everything at this moment is like a dream.He, Yu Sang, has a monthly income of less than [-] yuan, shuttles between the edge and center of the city day and night, like a worker ant with a predetermined trajectory.At this moment, I am overlooking the night view from a high-rise on the second ring road, chatting and drinking with young people of different classes.

Maybe it can't be regarded as love.Zhong Beichen frowned upon hearing his statement.It seems to want to refute.

After a while, Zhong Beichen asked, "Aren't you tired?"

"Hmm..." Yu Sang replied lazily, he was already a little sleepy, and even his thinking became dull, "Isn't it all like this, why are you tired?"

After thinking for a while, Yu Sang said again: "I don't understand, is it my problem? It seems that I am much more tired than others. I have also thought about the reason, whether it is my bad luck, or I am too stupid, or it is my fault. Extra fragile?"

Zhong Beichen pointed out: "Maybe you don't like it."

Yu Sang wanted to laugh when he heard this, but he choked on the wine, coughed several times, and even spilled the wine from the glass.

Then I realized it wasn't even funny.

"It makes sense." Yu Sang agreed slowly, "Maybe I'm born with less tolerance for 'dislike', that's why I feel so tired."

He concluded: "That is because I am born with a bad life."

Afterwards, Yu Sang expressed anger at this restless and kind God.

He slapped the wine glass heavily on the table and scolded, "Why?"

"Either give me more money, or let me be more patient, you have to give me the same?"

"Why do you just leave me behind like this and let it go!"

"No," Zhong Beichen smiled, "Why do you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yu Sang stared over.

"It's nothing." Zhong Beichen waved his hand quickly to show his innocence.

Afterwards, she leaned close to Yu Sang's ear and whispered, "You know what? The first thing I saw when I saw you..."

Yu Sang held his breath, waiting for Zhong Beichen to speak.Zhong Beichen shrank back.

Yu Sang looked at Zhong Beichen in a daze.

"What?"

Zhong Beichen didn't speak at all.

Yu Sang didn't ask any further questions, and took another sip of the wine in the glass.

Almost finished, he looked at the bottom of the glass sadly.

When Zhong Beichen thought that Yu Sang was going to make a fuss for another drink, Yu Sang suddenly dropped the glass and lay down on the table and started crying.

At first, it seemed to be a sham and fuss, but it changed at some point, and it looked really sad.

Zhong Beichen panicked, leaned over and patted Yu Sang on the back.

"Hey," Zhong Beichen coaxed, "Don't cry, huh?"

After coaxing for a while, seeing that the coaxing was not good, he sighed.

He simply leaned against the sofa and sat at Yu Sang's feet, pinching Yu Sang's hanging left hand.

"If it feels better after crying." Zhong Beichen said to himself.

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