willing to accept

For the first part of the journey, you still have to take a car. Feng Qingcheng got into the car first, and Bai Yu followed behind and kept saying be careful, don't bump into it. It was like looking at a child, which made Feng Qingcheng want to laugh, and turned around and said: "Sister Yu, I'm not a kindergarten kid who came out for a spring outing."

Bai Yu blushed, and pinched Feng Qingcheng in dissatisfaction, "I'm not afraid that you didn't sleep well last night, and you didn't open your eyes when you walked!" Only then did she thank you in a low voice, "Sister Yu, thank you for last night." Last night, Feng Qingcheng fell asleep in Wen Xiangnuanyu's arms rarely.

"Thank you, you think I'm so easy to deal with, and you'll have to pay back in the future." Bai Yu replied angrily, Feng Qingcheng smiled, "Okay, your business is mine." The two sat down , Feng Qingcheng sat outside, and Bai Yu sat inside.Feng Qingcheng took out the jade pendant and the red string to fiddle with, Bai Yu picked up the jade pendant and looked at it, "It looks very expensive, and... why does it look familiar..." Bai Yu turned over and looked at it a few times, Feng Qingcheng He lowered his head to untie the rope buckle, and said, "Think about it carefully, and see if you have seen it somewhere."

For Bai Yu, Feng Qingcheng can no longer see her as Bai Yu as an individual, and Gu Yu, whose heart has been hollowed out, often enters Feng Qingcheng's dreams, is Gu Yu still alive?Fortunately, Bai Yu was fine.Bai Yu was watching, when she heard a commotion outside, she looked out and cried out in surprise, "Cheng Cheng! Your father is here!"

"Ah?" Feng Qingcheng also poked her head out to look out. It was really her father, who was chatting with Director Zhao. It seemed that they had a good relationship.Feng Qingcheng looked at his father's attire again, it was very professional, as if he wanted to walk with everyone.While speaking, Director Zhao made an invitation gesture, Father Feng walked towards the car where Feng Qingcheng was sitting, and when he got in the car, he heard Director Zhao still sighing, "I didn't expect you to really come, this is great! Haha!"

"That's what I said, I can't ask for more!" Father Feng walked inside, exchanging greetings.When he came to Feng Qingcheng, Feng Qingcheng looked at him, and Feng's father also looked at her with a smile. When the father and daughter met, Feng Qingcheng felt more at ease.

"This is your little daughter, right? She looks so beautiful, she must have followed the child's mother, you didn't say it earlier, I only found out this morning this is your daughter." Director Zhao teased, Feng Qingcheng also It's not easy to pretend to be dumb, so he grinned and called out, "Hello, Director Zhao."

"What's your name, Director Zhao? I'm brother to your father, called Uncle." Director Zhao didn't see anyone, so Feng Qingcheng could only smile and call Uncle Zhao.Father Feng pointed to the seat next to him, "I'll just sit here." Director Zhao waved his hand, "Choose whatever you want, everyone is not a fussy person."

Feng Qingcheng was politely accompanying the smiling face when she suddenly realized that Long Qingque was right behind Director Zhao, and she hadn't seen it just now.Long Qingque still had a calm expression. He greeted Feng's father when he passed by, and immediately went back without even looking at Feng Qingcheng.Feng'er, the trip to Dunhuang is about to start, I couldn't bear it too much, but fortunately your father came, Long Qingque calmed down and became ruthless.

Feng Qingcheng was indeed a little depressed, but he also understood that after all, there were so many people around, Feng Qingcheng comforted himself, and it didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Father Feng saw that the red string was in Feng Qingcheng's hand, and he raised his hand, empty, "Where's the jade?" Father Feng asked hastily.

"Here, it fell off for some reason." Feng Qingcheng simply gave it to Father Feng and asked him to help him put it on.Father Feng said nothing, bowed his head and fastened it again, "Take it on, don't think about it." The last part of Father Feng's sentence seemed to be addressed to himself.

Feng's father and Feng Qingcheng chatted, and after a few words, Feng Qingcheng lost his energy, seemed sleepy but not sleepy, just couldn't concentrate, and was absent-minded when doing anything. He wanted to read a book, but found that those words just came into view , but did not enter the brain.

Director Zhao came over to chat with Feng's father, and Feng's father moved behind.Feng Qingcheng put down the book in his hand and looked back sideways, just to catch a glimpse of Long Qingque.Long Qingque was sitting by the window, with his head slightly sideways, facing out of the window, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

Feng Qingcheng looked back several times, but Long Qingque's posture did not change. Master Hua Qing sat beside Long Qingque, looking out of the window as well.From Feng Qingcheng's point of view, Master Hua Qing was "peeking" at Long Qingque openly, and felt uncomfortable again. After thinking about it for a while, Feng Qingcheng took out his mobile phone, "Longer, I think You." This is absolutely true.

Feng Qingcheng glanced back, and Long Qingque took out his mobile phone, his slender fingers landed on the keyboard, his expression was cheerful at first, the curve of the corner of his mouth was subtle, but Feng Qingcheng still caught it.However, Feng Qingcheng couldn't understand Long Qingque's next expression. He seemed worried and troubled. He stared at the phone for a while, and finally put away the phone and lowered his eyes. It seemed that he was going to rest.

Fearing that she might miss something, Feng Qingcheng rummaged through her phone, but there was nothing. Long Qingque didn't reply her, why?That damned sense of distance came again, my heart felt as if I had been stabbed by something, and it hurt.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy took a break, which is said to be the last rest point before entering the mountain.A group of big men went out to relieve their hands, smoke, eat and drink, and most of the women stretched their muscles and bones outside after urinating.Feng's father was going to ask Feng Qingcheng to eat, but when he found that Feng Qingcheng was asleep with earphones plugged in his ears, Bai Yu put his index finger in front of his lips and hissed, and said in a low voice: "It's rare for her to fall asleep. food."

Father Feng turned around and looked at Long Qingque, Long Qingque seemed to know, and waved his hand respectfully, meaning that she would not go down to eat.Monk Chaoyang and Monk Mu also stayed in the car. Feng Ran had noticed Feng Qingcheng's sleepy appearance a long time ago, so she didn't bother her. Except for the food and drink she brought, she also bought some for Feng Qingcheng. Qing Que saw it all.It would be better if someone took care of her. Long Qingque wanted to look away, but she didn't want to.

The rest time was about half an hour, the air in the car was really bad, Long Qingque decided to go down for a walk, she got up together, Chaoyang and Monk Mu also got up, Long Qingque stepped aside and ordered: "You guys go down first."

The two went down, Long Qingque took out the blanket from his backpack, and when he walked up to Feng Qingcheng, he first glanced at Bai Yu to express his thanks, but Bai Yu said no.Long Qingque lightly covered the blanket on Feng Qingcheng's body, and when his fingers were pinching the corner of the blanket, Feng Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Long Qingque in a daze. There was grievance and resentment in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. exit.Long Qingque tucked a corner, avoided those bright eyes, straightened his waist, and said softly: "Be careful of catching a cold." He turned around and got out of the car.Feng Qingcheng's eye circles were red, she bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly, fearing that tears would fall down. In Long Qingque's place, her tears could not be so cheap.Out of sight, out of mind, Feng Qingcheng couldn't fall asleep, but he didn't open his eyes. A song was playing in his ears. It was Long Qingque's clean and warm voice, as if that person had never been far away, and was always by his side.

Long Qingque entered the carriage again, and she still saw tears from the corners of Feng Qingcheng's eyes. She turned her body half sideways, still curled up habitually, her head was far away from Bai Yudi's shoulders, but was tightly pressed against the chair back.She looked so weak, a small ball... Long Qingque clenched his hands into fists, resisting the thought of holding her in his arms, and finally sat down on the seat.My heart hurts so badly, even after thousands of years, this pain is still as clear and deep as it was at the beginning, as if it was burned into the bone marrow, Long Qingque pressed his heart, the pain couldn't be stopped, like an incurable disease .

When Feng Qingcheng woke up, it was almost dusk, Bai Yu handed her a bottle of water, and told her: "The car will stop in an hour, you can't sleep anymore." Feng Qingcheng took a sip of water with a sullen head, With a vague murmur, Bai Yu tore open the snack bag again and handed it over. Feng Qingcheng took it dumbly and stuffed it into his mouth, so anxious that Bai Yu yelled: "Don't eat it all, the outside is the packaging. Paper!"

If you don't look back, you absolutely can't look back, Feng Qingcheng told herself, she gorged her head sullenly, but felt that there was something she couldn't chew.Feng Qingcheng didn't know that there was a person behind her, whose eyes never left her for a moment, how long she slept, that person's eyes stayed there.She turned over, her hands fell on the back of the chair, she must have straightened her body, the silver hair was clearly visible... She choked on drinking water, and she hadn't torn the paper wrapping the snacks, her Depressed... Long Qingque couldn't bear to watch, but he still couldn't bear to look away. His heart ached, but he was still glad that she was within his line of sight.

The afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and the car stopped. The mountain road ahead was rugged, and the car could not move forward. They had to complete the rest of the road on foot.It was too late to travel, so a group of people set up camp, the men set up tents to light a fire, and the women did simple food and drink.

Director Zhao is very loyal, saying that his subordinates are used to these things, and that these things don't require so many people, and those who call Hua can rest, especially those ladies, who are all as beautiful as heaven, he is even more reluctant.The reason is that there is a deeper level. Fahrenheit is powerful and should not be underestimated. Except for Long Qingque and Chaoyang, Director Zhao has long been familiar with the weak women in front of him. He knows their details. Qing Cheng is inside.

Long Qingque's beauty naturally ranked first among the group. On the day Director Zhao received the wind banquet, he felt that this girl was really good-looking, not to mention her temperament. Director Zhao surrounded Long Qingque several times that night. Que turned a blind eye.Director Zhao finally saw the business card that was handed out on the plate put away by the waiter, and Director Zhao took a taste of it. This girl is a cold beauty, and ordinary people can't touch it. This aroused Director Zhao's interest even more, with the intention of admiring Close to Longqing Que.

Feng Qingcheng became cold after standing outside for a while, the crowd was lively, but she didn't want to get involved.Feng Qingcheng found a corner made of stones, and through the gaps in the stones, the crowd was zoomed into a small screen, and the crowd on the small screen performed a serenade.That nocturne has the most beautiful music and the most charming picture, all because of one person in the picture.The Mickey-colored windbreaker wrapped her graceful curves, and her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, like a waterfall pouring down. Under the bright and dazzling lighting, that delicate face was cast with a layer of cold light , so that people dare not touch it, it seems that the coldness at this moment directly chills Feng Qingcheng's entire heart.

The author has something to say: It's the weekend, the girl who is having fun and begging to be touched by the tiger, I will touch her hair, ha!