Wei Qing sighed and said, "If you want to take off your clothes, take them off."

After she said this, Lao Tan did not dare to move. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling, and said a little embarrassedly, "I can't guarantee that I can still control my own thoughts and body in such an environment, so it's better not to move around."

She nodded slightly and stopped talking.

But Lao Tan couldn't sleep. He reached out and fumbled on the bedside table for a while before touching the remote control. He lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"When will you go back?" Old Tan turned sideways and opened the gap between the quilt.

Wei Qing also turned sideways, his eyes facing him. Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark night, he could hear the sound of breathing that was so fast that he was inexplicably magnified at night.

"...Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow." Wei Qing did not give an accurate reply. It should be said that she was a little confused. Some things can not be handled by just learning and rote memorization.

Old Tan opened his mouth, his brain was a little unconsciously confused, and air seemed to be in his lungs. He swallowed the words he wanted to say when he came to his mouth. For example, the saying I like you, but I couldn't say it. If he was in junior high school, he might think that sentence was very important. He thought that even if he couldn't say it for a lifetime, at least he wouldn't regret it. But when he looked back, he would find that it would be different if he didn't say it. Some things were destined to not change.

So, after a long time of silence, the words that came to my mouth became, "Can I say goodbye to you?"

She nodded, "Yes."

Then there was a long silence, and the two of them had their own thoughts and didn't know what they were thinking.

Just when Lao Tan wanted to say good night, the bed on Wei Qing fell.

She moved her body hard and leaned over. She could touch her soft body through the quilt. Although she was bound by a layer of clothes, she breathed rapidly, stretched out her right hand tremblingly, grabbed Lao Tan's hand, and covered his hand. The cold temperature came through her fingertips. She pinched Lao Tan's little finger in her palm. Her voice was low, but she was very powerful. Through this night, "I will not forget this night, and I hope you don't forget..."

Old Tan was caught by a weasel like a scattered reed chicken. Surprisingly, this charming weasel didn't eat him, but said that you should remember what happened to you this night. This second-rate plot, like a bloody drama, is truly born in front of you. Only the body fragrance that comes from the deep white Fuxiu tells him that all this is not a strange dream.

The two of them hugged each other gently through their clothes, and light seemed to flow in their eyes.

Yes.

At this moment, Lao Tan's softest part in his heart was hit.

From the best years since he was sensible to the age of sixteen, no matter how sad or moved, ordinary or prominent, tears or laughter, it has nothing to do with him. He is so ordinary. In this unforgettable day today, accompanied by the girl's deep body fragrance and soft waist seem to be mixed into an unforgettable part of his life. Not to mention unforgettable, but it is forever forgotten.

The two hugged each other briefly, separated quickly, and kept the distance, never crossing that line.

If he was more bold, or braver tonight, would it be another result? This girl around him who was within reach would be the whole of his life, not the distant romance.

But Old Tan is not Su Can or Fang Ning. If he is that beastly guy, he is no longer him, and Wei Qing will no longer look at him differently. He will only think that he is the same as other despicable people in the world.

For Lao Tan, although the things in front of him are real, they are still too illusory. In other words, he is actually inferior in his heart. In his heart, he feels that he is not worthy of Wei Qing, he is not strong enough, nor is he excellent enough. Wei Qing will wait for many outstanding people in the future, but he is not him. Although this kind of thinking is a bit sad, it is also the most realistic situation.

After all, reality is not a fairy tale. There is a huge gap between them and cannot be made up for this night alone.

Maybe this is a beautiful and fragile dream. No matter how good the dream is, it will eventually wake up.

Old Tan took a deep breath, sniffed his voice, and held back his sadness, "...It must be because the dream was too deep that I met you."

"Is this a dream? Who can tell the difference between true and false?" Wei Qing was awakened by Lao Tan's words, and soon recognized the reality and returned to the girl like a proud girl. He sighed quietly, "I'm sleepy, go to bed."

"Um."

So they stopped talking, and the distance they had just gotten closer suddenly came to the horizon.

After a long time, the two gradually became sleepy. Wei Qing lay down flat, and the sound of his calm breathing came in an orderly manner. The vibration of the sound spread along the Adam's apple to the chest and finally overflowed into his eardrum.

It was dawn, and pedestrians were in groups of three or three on the road, and the fog had not yet spread out on the street.

The two parted at the new station. Wei Qing looked calm, as if the wind and snow were gone yesterday. Old Tan went in and out of the breakfast vendor and a small shop and bought a lot of things. He asked her to take it on the road, and was nagging like an old lady, which made her smile suddenly, but the person involved did not see it.

"No need to buy too much, I can't eat that much for a breakfast."

Lao Tan stuffed her a bag of things and explained, "You can take the rest of the snacks home to eat."

"Well, thank you." Wei Qing nodded, thought of something again, and said, "Can you come and see me if you have time."

"Okay, sure!" Old Tan was extremely happy.

At this time, the bus was already urging him, and Wei Qing could no longer tell the truth. He could only say goodbye to take care of him for a long time.

"Goodbye!" Old Tan waved his hand, smiling relaxed and helpless.

After seeing off Wei Qing, Lao Tan said that it was fake that he was not disappointed, but the more he couldn't bear it, the more he understood the gap between him and her.

There was an infinite barrier between the two, or it could be described as "boundary". But he did not have a tough soul like Su Can and Fang Ning, familiar with the direction of later generations, and waved his sword to cut off the boundary. After all, he was just an ordinary person. Although fate played a big joke with him and the girl favored him once, the wheel of history would eventually roll back to its original trajectory.

Looking at the bus that was leaving, Lao Tan sighed and walked home in a daze.

That night, he didn't finish what he said to Wei Qing.

The sentence 'It must be that the dream was too deep, so I met you', in fact, there was another sentence afterwards, "In the end, my dream woke up and you disappeared."

It is only today that he understands the story of Eason Chan on the playlist.

Fatty Chen said that today next year, there will be ambushing on all sides, falling flowers and flowing water. It’s been a long time since we met. It’s better not to see each other than to see each other.

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Well, the story of Lao Tan and Wei Qing has come to an end here for the time being. Although it is not so perfect, their lives are still long, and I have to slowly spend my time crafting them. Their stories are not lacking and will continue to be told in the future.

The above stories are by no means random, they are all real stories!
Chapter completed!