The night of Baita Temple is beautiful, the lights are bright, the figures are staggered, the godly cigarettes are floating around, and the clouds are like dreams.

People in a good mood are fascinated here. For example, Zhao Yunuo, like a swallow, rushes around. She doesn't want to vent, but her happiness is not in harmony with the atmosphere here.

The hardest things are also the easiest to understand. For example, a problem that Zhao Yunuo has not been able to understand seems to pass.

As for where to go, she didn't know and couldn't control it.

At least, she understood the truth. One day of happiness, one day of sorrow, and one day of sorrow. It is better to be sad than to be happy. Maybe, to feel comfortable and comfortable is really sad, and to feel pain is really happy.

Those things that shouldn't be there should be like this cloud and smoke, float it, let it go.

She remembered the piece of paper in her arms and seemed to understand the deep meaning of the fortune teller.

"forget"

Always the best relief.

"What do you want?" Dad finished the incense and patted Zhao Yunuo's shoulder.

Zhao Yunuo laughed: "I'm very happy tonight. How can I reward the guards?"

"Guard? Nono, are you in a relationship?" Dad asked.

this problem?

Uh ~

It seems that only mothers will ask, does it seem that fathers should not ask? Even if you become a loving father, you should not ask your daughter this question, right?

Zhao Yunuo blushed and didn't know how to answer for an instant.

Dad said cheerfully: "I can guess, just like your looks, that young lady's temper, hey, it's hard to marry someone in this life."

"Well, I look like you, I have a temper like you, you can marry a mother, why can't I marry, tell you, many men line up." Zhao Yunuo pouted.

However, she did not expect that these words had been betrayed by the experienced father. Dad smiled and said something meaningful: "Well, it looks like he has a boyfriend. What does it look like? Excellent?"

"You! Scam me? Hum." Zhao Yunuo shook his head and left, secretly remorse.

"I didn't lie to you. Why are you having a boyfriend say that you're not a goddess of jade, let alone a dragon girl and Yang Guo." Dad said after catching up.

"Hum, ignore you, I was going to reward you." Zhao Yunuo said with a pout.

Dad laughed: "What's the embarrassment, how do you plan to reward Dad?"

"You apologize to me!" Zhao Yunuo insisted.

"Eh?" Dad frowned, staring at Zhao Yunuo with a stern look.

Ah, why is this expression again?

Zhao Yunuo was startled, and the father only recovered his loving father. Why did he become a devil again? She didn't like the expression of her father. She was a little afraid, so she took a step back and whispered: "I wanted to ... ah, old Dad, you say that I support you in playing mahjong.

Zhao Yunuo said, shaking out 500 yuan in his hand.

"Little girl, it's fine to speak." When Dad heard Zhao Yunuo's words, his eyes flashed, and his hands were itchy and itchy.

Zhao Yunuo said with a tongue out: "Then you promise me that you will not be murdered in the future."

There was a hint of slyness in Dad's eyes, and he said, "Where am I, the little guard, dare to murder Princess Zhao."

"It's almost the same. Here." Zhao Yunuo handed the money to his father, telling him, "I walked for a while myself, and the doorstep of the house was merged, but I wasn't allowed to lose all my money for clothes."

"Double return." Dad took the money and hurried to the mahjong hall.

Looking at the back of Dad's energy and spirit recovery, Zhao Yunuo shook his head helplessly. I made a scorn gesture towards the back of my dad. The dog can't change it ****.

no no! Dad couldn't change the money.

"How do you feel so awkward?" Zhao Yunuo muttered, and walked towards Qinghe Bridge.

Can't say, but come again after all. Fortunately, after tonight, let her take a closer look at the beauty of Qinghe Bridge tonight.

The fortune-telling old man at the bridge head has already left, leaving a few leaves under the bridge. Zhao Yunuo took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped off the debris on the stone bench, sat down slowly, and put on the headphones.

She needs a serenity to indulge in another world and forget the past in this world.

Maybe the world can't forget it, but at least she has to forget two people.

One is Yi Xiangyuan and the other is Zhang Zihuan.

On the phone, I found the song I heard a long time ago, Zhou Chuanxiong's "Forget".

"... If you can't leave, don't approach, don't want to end, don't start a relationship, if you want to forget, everything will be zero ..."

Can it really be zeroed?

It may be difficult, but she has given herself a long time, at least tonight, she has to give herself three hours, and three hours, it is time for dad to finish playing cards.

However, three hours is enough for her to think about many stories, for example, she and Zhang Zihuan.

She wanted to forget Yi Xiangyuan first, and then Zhang Zihuan, but what she couldn't do was to forget Zhang Zihuan. Maybe it 's easy to do things first, but forget about love. She has to choose the hardest things first, because some things are hard to forget, it 's really hard to forget, for example, that night.

...

It's been a month since they met each other. Zhao Yunuo and Zhang Zixu's feelings are getting stronger and stronger. The two meet and hate each other late.

This is a date in the real sense, because they made a lot of preparations for this date.

For example, Zhang Ziyi secretly went to an adult product store, such as Zhao Yunuo, and painted the most beautiful makeup.

"You're getting more and more beautiful." Looking at Zhao Yunuo in a long dress, Zhang Zihuan looked fascinated.

Zhao Yunuo blushed and said, "Your mouth is getting sweeter."

"Accompany me tonight." Zhang Zizheng said directly.

"Cross the road or appreciate the lights?" Zhao Yunuo laughed.

Zhang Zizhen raised his hand up to Zhao Yunuo's waist and smiled, "Roll the sheets."

"Impossible," Zhao Yunuo said harshly. "If you want to roll, I don't mind you rolling the lawn."

"What? Do you have such a heavy taste?" Zhang Zihao said happily.

"You are bad, I said it, I only promised to stay with you overnight, but we must never share the bed!" Zhao Yunuo said solemnly.

Zhang Zixu pulled up Zhao Yunuo's arm and smiled, "I said that, you can stay out of bed with me, but you have to stay with me forever."

"It's too long, I will get tired." Zhao Yunuo said.

Zhang Ziyi said: "It's too short, not enough time."

Zhao Yunuo blushed and said, "Don't get tired and crooked. I really doubt you are from Tsinghua University."

"Tsinghua? Where am I so powerful?" Zhang Ziyi wondered.

Zhao Yunuo said, "It's not Tsinghua University, how can you learn to say so much love?"

Zhang Zizheng immediately understood what Zhao Yunuo meant, and he said, "Of course, haven't you heard of it? A man who is introverted will also be sloppy in front of the woman he loves. When he is in love, it is a man to a woman Favorite instinct. "

"Oh, it's just instinct. Instinct is conditioned reflex. You turned out to be conditioned to me. How many days are fresh?" Zhao Yunuo intentionally said.

Zhang Ziyi thought for a moment and later said, "I am different from other men. I am all over and over, and every cell is an instinct for your love. It is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Besides, my love cell can still make itself. . "

"Pull it down, don't be numb, let's go, I'm still hungry, a senior student at Tsinghua University." Zhao Yunuo said, covering her mouth.

Zhang Zixu pulled Zhao Yunuo into the car and stepped on the accelerator. He said, "Haha, the word Tsinghua I accepted. It turns out that my love is cultivated in the country's first university."