To Yang Fan, Liu Yueyue was like the white soup in a shabu-shabu pot, fresh and tranquil, very suitable for a man like him who had seen many different kinds of women.
He wanted to live his life; he wanted the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely looking at the southern mountains", the peace of "without being indifferent, one cannot show his ambition; without being tranquil, one cannot achieve his goal", the indifference of "the bright moon shining among the pines and the clear spring flowing over the rocks", and the open-mindedness of "the gentle breeze and the calm water".
"Yueyue, sit down." Liu Yueyue walked into the room. Yang Fan, who was sitting in front of the computer desk, stood up, pushed his own chair over, asked Liu Yueyue to sit down, and then pulled over another small stool in the room.
When their relationship was not as close as it is now, Yang Fan would not give up the chair he had just sat on to Liu Yueyue, and sit on a stool that was not very comfortable.
First, they are not a couple, Liu Yueyue doesn’t know how to sit, and it is not suitable for her to do such intimate actions.
Second, why is Yang Fan so nice to a girl with whom he has an ordinary relationship? Putting others before yourself does not exist.
Now that the two have a close relationship, this kind of behavior is naturally normal. Yang Fan is willing to put others before himself, and Liu Yueyue deserves it.
After they both sat down, Yang Fan was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.
"Which one?" Yang Fan asked, staring at the door.
"I." Liu Qianqian said with full energy.
"Climb!" Yang Fan was even more vigorous and was not polite to Liu Qianqian at all.
Liu Yueyue's originally expressionless face suddenly broke and she burst out laughing.
It's obvious that my boyfriend has been dissatisfied with my sister for some time.
After being yelled at by Yang Fan, Liu Qianqian left obediently without pushing the door in.
In the room, there was no movement at the door, and Yang Fan turned his gaze back to Liu Yueyue.
After hesitating for a long time, Yang Fan remained silent.
Instead, Liu Yueyue couldn't help herself and asked, "Yang Fan, didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about something?"
Yang Fan stopped looking at Liu Yueyue and turned his gaze to the computer screen. He said, "I don't know how to start. Let me think about how to express myself better."
Before entering the house, Liu Yueyue felt a little happy.
She has always believed in her sixth sense.
She felt that Yang Fan was ready to confess to her, and now it seemed like it was most likely true.
Between lovers, some honesty is not necessary.
On the contrary, it has the opposite effect.
For example, when dating, traveling, or going to a hotel, one party may have been to this place with their ex, stayed in this hotel, and done all kinds of difficult things... there is no need to be honest.
But some honesty is very necessary.
for example.
Wow, that’s great!
Oh, so slippery!
"Yang Fan, do you want to tell me about Qianqian?" Liu Yueyue was more considerate than Yang Fan had imagined, and took the initiative to start the conversation.
Yang Fan suddenly turned his head, withdrew his gaze from the computer screen, and looked at Liu Yueyue.
While eating, Liu Yueyue had tied her long hair behind her head. Now it was completely loose, and every strand of hair seemed to have life and was endless.
Yang Fan loves small animals and small lives the most in his life. Every part of Liu Yueyue's body seems to have life, and it is a very well-behaved and cute little life.
"Yeah." Yang Fan took Liu Yueyue's hand. Her fingers were long and slender, as white as scallion, as soft as jade, and as soft as if they had no bones.
Some feelings are very magical. Just by holding a hand, Yang Fan feels like he is holding everything.
The happiest thing is that this hand does not refuse.
Anyone who can hold your hand has made a great sacrifice.
Imagine holding the hand of a beautiful stranger on the street and seeing if she will slap you in the face.
Even if the other person doesn't slap you in the face, he or she will shake off your hand and call you a psycho.
"Go ahead and talk. I'm listening." Liu Yueyue said to Yang Fan, very relaxed, with no abnormality on her face.
Yang Fan suddenly didn't want to confess anymore, and said, "I really like the current atmosphere, you sitting in front of me, loving each other silently, happy in silence. I'm afraid if I say it out loud, it will all be gone."
"No." Liu Yueyue said, "As long as it's not a matter of principle, I won't be angry."
Yang Fan immediately changed his mind.
What I want to confess is a matter of principle.
I thought I had seen all kinds of storms and would not fall for a little girl again.
As a result, the magical thing of falling in love is something that can never be fully understood.
When you are immersed in it, it is more terrifying than the world of martial arts, and you have no control over yourself.
Seeing that Yang Fan didn't say anything, Liu Yueyue's eyes suddenly turned red and she sniffed.
After seeing Liu Yueyue crying, Yang Fan quickly took out two tissues from the paper box on the table next to him.
I feel pity for him. He has committed unforgivable crimes.
"Don't cry, you might as well scold me." Yang Fan wanted to wipe Liu Yueyue's tears, but she turned her head away and didn't let him help.
Yang Fan stood up, walked to the door and opened it: "Liu Qianqian, come here!"
After shouting, Yang Fan walked back and sat down again.
After a while, Liu Qianqian appeared outside the unlocked door and asked as she walked in, "What do you want to call me for?"
"Get out!" Liu Yueyue wiped her nose with a tissue and scolded her sister.
Liu Qianqian was stunned and glanced at her sister.
Seeing her sister crying, she was stunned again, then stepped out and prepared to close the door.
Yang Fan went over one step ahead and pulled Liu Qianqian in.
"Sit down together and speak frankly. Make it clear before you leave!" After pulling Liu Qianqian into the door, Yang Fan closed it.
Today, no matter what, we have to get this over with.
"We don't need her here, Qianqian, get out!" Liu Yueyue said to her sister.
Liu Qianqian glanced at her sister, then turned and walked closer to Yang Fan, giving him an unexpected, unexpected hug.
Before Yang Fan could react, Liu Qianqian let him go and opened the door to go out.
Liu Yueyue turned a blind eye.
After her sister left, she sat on the chair and turned to look out the window.
The curtains were not drawn and the sash window was open.
Due to the viewing angle, I can't see the lights of thousands of houses outside. I can only see half of a building. From top to bottom, lights are scattered all over the place, and the city in the distance is brightly lit.
Some are happy, some are sad.
I never understood the meaning of this sentence when I was a child, but now I roughly understand it.
Some people were sitting in the house, rejoicing.
There are people sitting in the house, just like me.
Yang Fan walked back and sat next to Liu Yueyue and said frankly: "This is what happened. Qianqian and I are even closer than what you just saw."
"Do you like Qianqian?" Liu Yueyue turned her head back, her eyes sparkling with watery light.
Yang Fan said without any hesitation: "I like her. To me, she is no different from you except for her personality. If I like you, I will definitely like her. If I like her, I will definitely like you. Unless the king does not see the king and the queen does not see the queen. You are often not in Shancheng, while Qianqian often meets me."
After saying that, Yang Fan waited for Liu Yueyue's verdict.
Either choose one or neither.
Yang Fan is not that conceited and has never thought about choosing both.