In the past six months or so, apart from sleeping and eating, he spent all the rest of his thoughts on He An. He felt that it would be worthwhile to win even a little favor. He even thought carefully about the tone of his speech, for fear of being slightly negligent. Add another to the overwhelming deficit.

He thought that the biggest obstacle was the painful memories of the past, which made He An lose his sense of security and dared not accept his feelings, but the sense of security can be repaired and the painful memories can be washed away by new sweetness, as long as he is careful enough .

Just six months after he drew from the camp, and finally saw the first light of the horizon, suddenly someone told him: This road actually leads to the cliff.

You can never recover He An.

Now you are even worse than a stranger.

Strangers can still pursue the shore from scratch, but you can't. As long as you stay by He An, you will bring him endless pain: your fit is not 7% ​​at all, but negative.

Even if you touched anything, what?

A skin-friendly hug, a lingering deep kiss, or snuggling at each other's ears for a while ... the most common intimacy between these lovers will make He An appear disorderly.

You are not destined for long.

Three years ago, a 100% compatible pheromone sent He An to him, and he refused indifferently. By the time he repented, the pheromone had sent He An to a place he could never touch.

Zheng Feiyu sat on the balcony all night.

The dawn dawned, the sky turned white, and the edge of the flowing cloud was stained with a thin layer of powder. The flight lights in the distance became weaker and lighter, and finally covered by the light, completely invisible.

At six o'clock, he took off his gown and returned it to the nurse, and took the elevator down the stairs.

There are few outsiders in the inpatient department, and the morning breeze sweeps the streets and leaves. A taxi was waiting by the side of the road. The driver was bored and drowsy. When someone came out, he immediately looked out to solicit business: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Luocheng Town."

Zheng Feiyu approached him.

The driver waved his hand, and his excited expression turned into disapproval: "Luocheng Town ... It's too close, I can't make any money at all. I waited here before dawn, and just wanted to take a big order. You'll change to someone else's car, I won't go. "

"... and go to the airport."

Zheng Feiyan said again.

airport?

Then it can be far away in the suburbs dozens of kilometers away, plus a return trip to Luojing Town, you can earn hundreds if you don't talk about it. The driver received a large order just early in the morning, and was overjoyed. He quickly annihilated the half of the cigarette **** and started a taxi.

Zheng Feiyu reached out and caught the handlebar.

Before he opened it, he turned around and looked away at the inpatient building standing in the light of darkness. His eyes were so dark that he could not read the emotions hidden in it. Xu Yan, he turned around, pulled the door of the car, bent over and sat in.

Chapter 59

In summer, the summer heat is fierce.

The small courtyard vines weaved a large area of ​​cool shade. He An sat underneath, holding a fan in his hand, and while he heard the lonely cicada sing, he fanned the lily of the valley.

It was hot, and the swing cradle was replaced with a bamboo mat, slowly swinging in the shade. Lily of the valley slept soundly, covering her belly with a small blanket, exposing two pink feet. It was probably because of dreaming about the milk cake that her mouth had been slightly open, her lips turned up, just like a smile.

Six hundred and sixty is also hot, and grabbing the cradle to climb up secretly, trying to blow a fan of wind. Before he got in, the tail accidentally swept over the little master's feet. Lily of the valley felt itchy. She kicked her legs unconsciously in her dream.

The big hair dumpling wolves rolled around and was picked up by a pair of gentle hands and put into his arms.

Pu Fan deflected a little, the breeze was slow, and the fine cat beard was blown. Sixty-six got what he wanted, and Shutan couldn't. He lay down on He An's lap and grunted.

Not long after, coolness struck and the bougainvillea turned into waves. The dark clouds gradually gathered and the thunder rolled faintly, and it was going to rain.

He An Xunsheng looked up.

He saw the cumulus clouds hovering over the roof tiles, and saw the vacant guest room on the second floor.

It's been a month.

It's been a month since Zheng Feiyu said goodbye.

The days are so stable, everyone's life is back on track, just like the peaceful summer of last year.