The breath over there is even more gloomy: "I originally planned to give Ruan Zhengling three days, but now I am afraid it will only be given for one day."
Song Qingyu felt that Mo Beiyan was really a beast in clothing to describe this person.
On the surface, the gentleman looks very good, and in his bones he is all primitive savage!
But what can she do? I can't twist my thighs with my arms!
She took a deep breath and said in a deliberate tone: "I said Brother Mo, you are my guardian, yes, but I also have the freedom to make friends?"
"Make friends or make boyfriends?" Mo Beiyan seemed to lose patience.
Song Qingyu was taken aback, glanced at the opposite Lan Jinglong, and said without hesitation: "Of course it's a friend!"
Mo Beiyan snorted coldly: "Ordinary friends will hold hands? Ordinary friends will put their arms around his waist and lie on him?"
Song Qing: "..."
That's the posture of riding a motorcycle. Hey! She would fall off if she didn't hold Lan Jinglong's waist!
"Bai Qingyu, remember that I told you, don't provoke my bottom line, you can't bear my anger. You are a smart person, know what to do!" Mo Beiyan threw out this sentence and hung up.
Song Qingyu's mouth was flat, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"The talk is broken?" Seeing her hung up, Lan Jinglong finally turned the game off and raised his head.
Feeling that Tan collapsed was also in his expectation, he lowered his head and started to eat the skewers, and said as he ate, "Although I only met Mo Beiyan twice, I can feel the aura of his kind. He won't let it. You play with me, you can definitely not change it in a few words."
Song Qingyu's boss became unhappy, and looked at him and asked, "So, for your future, I still keep a distance from you?"
Lan Jinglong didn't have any sense of crisis, and said with a smile: "This is your decision, I don't care."
Song Qingyu couldn't help but feel puzzled.
With Lan Jinglong's strength, it is impossible to fight Mo Beiyan, but he is not nervous at all. This was the third time we met after the reunion. He always showed that he hadn't grown up and was immature, but when faced with important issues, he was more sensible and mature than anyone else.
Which side of him is the real one
Perhaps Lan Jinglong is not what she sees on the outside
"Forget it, the phone is not clear, I will go to him later." Song Qingyu didn't want to go to Mo Beiyan at all, but now there is no way.
After she finished speaking, Lan Jinglong's eyes lit up: "Bai Qingyu, I find that I like you a little bit."
Song Qingyu's eyes widened: "..."
Lan Jinglong smiled and said: "Originally, I thought that you were like a friend of mine. It was very comfortable to be with you, and I was determined to make friends with you. Now, I think I should add the words "making friends" before the words. The last adjective-life and death!"
"As for? It's a life-and-death relationship after meeting three times?" Song Qingyu couldn't help laughing because of him.
"Who said no? Look at Qiao Feng and Duan Yu once they befriended the brother and became a life-and-death friend. He didn't know Xu Zhu and accepted Duan Yu's brother, and then lived and died together. We have met at least three times. La!" Lan Jinglong said with a grin.
Song Qingyu's lips twitched: "..."
But I saw Lan Jinglong and said: "I'm serious. Actually, it hasn't been a few days since you met me. I can see that you don't want to go to Mo Beiyan, but you still want to go for my future. Look for him, so you won’t give up on being with me, um... if such friends don’t make life and death friends, then I must have a broken brain."
Song Qingyu understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "I thought you were stupid, but I didn't expect... You are better than anyone else!"
Lan Jinglong did not deny either. He ate the skewers in his hand, as if the things had passed just now, and said: "Let's see if you want to add something, or if you want to eat something else, I'll give it to you. buy?"
Song Qingyu shook his head: "I have to strictly manage my body, and I don't care if I eat a little bit more enjoyable. After eating for a while, take me to the teachers' college."
Ordinary people can't get in. With an acquaintance like Lan Jinglong, she can still go to the old place again.
Lan Jinglong also agreed, saying, "Well, I can still watch it now. It is estimated that this place will be demolished next year."
"Demolition?" Song Qing said in a daze.
Lan Jinglong nodded: "Yes, the documents have been approved, and the new teachers' compound has been built and completed. It is on the university town side. It is a bit far from the university town, and it is old and old. Isn't it a matter of demolition sooner or later? ?"
Although he said so, he still had some regrets in his eyes.
After all, I have lived in a place for more than ten or twenty years. How could it be possible to have no feelings
Song Qingyu was also at a loss, and soon smiled, and said, "Then you should take more photos, otherwise you won't see the old city anymore."
You won’t see the place where you grew up when you were a child, and you won’t see those people, right
At this moment, her heart is full of sourness.
After lunch, Lan Jinglong took Song Qingyu into the teachers’ compound and strolled around. There were a few acquaintances on the way, and there were some Lan Jinglong who knew but Song Qingyu did not know, so she probably left. Moved in later.
However, most of the residents have moved out.
"By the way, I remember that a master of Chinese studies lives here, is he still there?" Song Qingyu missed her master especially.
Lan Jinglong shook his head and said: "I moved away a few years ago. He has made a lot of contributions to Chinese culture and the state has arranged a separate retirement apartment for him."
Song Qingyu recalled the master of the year, and said with emotion: "He is more than 80 years old, right? Is his hair all white?"
"Well, how do you know so clearly?" Lan Jinglong asked suspiciously: "Have you seen him?"
Soaked in the memory, Song Qingyu almost answered "Yes". Fortunately, he recovered in time and said with a smile: "Please, can I find a lot of his information online?"
Lan Jinglong thinks about it too.
After a while, the two walked to the front of the small building where Song Yuan used to live, and Song Qingyu couldn't move away: "Take me a picture!"
"Okay, wait a minute." Lan Jinglong also stood there, looking at the small building quietly, with a sad expression.
He touched the stud on his left ear, and a big boy suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes. Had it not been for a girl around him worried about being laughed at, he would really have the urge to cry.
"Your idol Song Qingyu, I lived here when I was young." He said suddenly.
Song Qingyu came back to his senses and nodded with a sore heart, "Well, I know her life. That's why I asked you to take pictures for me!"
Lan Jinglong didn't have the slightest doubt. After taking a few photos of Song Qingyu, he pinched his left ear and said, "Let's go out."
Some people can't think about it, and in some places can't stay longer, because the heart will hurt and it will be difficult to breathe.