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Chapter 60 He Found It



Chapter 60 He Found It

Song Yang was like a small broken boat drifting in the dark night and lost its direction, seeing the sky at first glance.

The frustration and sadness that could not be calmed down in the last second suddenly dissipated in this sudden sound, and traces of sweetness crazily penetrated into the heart along the air leak.

Song Yang didn't raise his head immediately, and still kept the same posture just now, but the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised with his face buried in his arms.

He lazily replied, "It's squatting on mushrooms."

He was aggrieved, and people couldn't help but shrink him and put him in his pocket, pinching him at any time.

It was as if the man who confronted the big fan coldly in the wechat voice last moment was not him.

In fact, Song Yang also felt strange in his heart. Every time he faced Nanfeng Heyu, he seemed to be a different person.Those originally small emotions seemed to be magnified infinitely. As long as they were in front of him, it would be difficult for Song Yang to hide.He showed his truest self as it was, like a cub unconsciously relying on the most trusted person, Song Yang had almost no reservations.

He didn't intend to pretend to be an ostrich all the time, keeping this posture still.After Song Yang finished saying that, he prepared himself mentally and was ready to get up, but just as he raised his head, a sharp and handsome face caught Song Yang's sight unexpectedly, like the dotted face in an ink painting. Dao cinnabar, disturbed his heart.

Nanfeng Heyu squatted beside him at some point, the dim light of a street lamp in the distance hit half of his face, and his eyes seemed to contain starlight.

In other words, he himself is like a dazzling star in the night sky, just one glance, it is deeply imprinted in my heart, and I can't shake it off.Even though there are vast galaxies around, this is the only one left in his eyes.

Song Yang stretched out his hand unconsciously, and grabbed Nanfeng Heyu's wrist, firmly.

The surprise that suddenly flashed on Nanfeng Heyu's face made Song Yang startled and instantly sobered up.

However, he didn't let go immediately. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have made a decision in his mind, and he didn't even have time to think about it.

Just listen to Song Yang said, "Help me, my leg is numb."

His voice was slightly soft, and he sounded lazy, like a baby, but he didn't realize it.

Nanfeng Heyu didn't speak, but he gave the answer in action.

He let Song Yang grab his wrist through his jacket, stood up first, and then pulled Song Yang up slowly with his backhand.

In the process of tugging, the skins of the hands of the two inevitably touched. Song Yang felt a warm feeling from the back of his frozen hands. Thinking that it was the temperature from Nanfeng Heyu's palm, his cheeks felt a little hot.

Even though Song Yang only felt a rush of hot air rushing towards Tianling Gai, and his whole body was about to burn, he didn't pull out his hand.

Some things just take a small step, and there will be no more fear.

Song Yang is like a young warrior on the road to slaying a dragon, holding a broken sword, with a calm face, but trembling in his heart, he started his journey.

He shook his head, and was just about to take advantage of the cold hands, but Nanfeng Heyu let go of his hand first.

The sudden change disrupted the plan, Song Yang's impulsive courage was instantly drained, and he felt a little disappointed.

Small, insignificant.

However, the next moment, Nan Feng He Yu stuffed something into Song Yang's hand, and the warm touch instantly dispelled the cold.

Song Yang was a little astonished. With the help of the street lamp, he saw clearly what was in his hand, which was a bottle of milk tea.

Song Yang didn't notice it before, but Song Yang didn't know where Nanfeng Heyu took it out. He just felt the warmth in his slightly stiff hands flowing down his body to his heart bit by bit.

He came out specifically to look for him, and thoughtfully prepared hot milk tea for him.

"It's so sweet." Song Yang said softly.

What is sweet is this bottle of cheap milk tea that costs four yuan, and this quiet but meticulous man.

Even if he didn't drink, even his understanding of him was only one-sided, but Song Yang knew it.

"I didn't see an open drink shop on the way here." Nanfeng Heyu said.

Song Yang was startled, and immediately realized that Nanfeng Heyu was explaining to him?

I didn't see a drink store, but I thought about the temperature outside, so I went to a convenience store to buy a bottle of hot drink.Automatically completing Nanfeng Heyu's last words, Song Yang suddenly felt that this man was cute.

So cute.

However, the next moment, Nanfeng Heyu in front of him was not so cute anymore.

"Don't think about getting away with it like this." Nanfeng Heyu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Song Yang didn't understand why.

This sentence without the preceding sentence was inexplicably inserted, which made Song Yang a little confused.

What do you mean?

But immediately, Nanfeng Heyu gave the answer: "I told you to stay in a warmer place, why are you still squatting here stupidly?"

His tone was a little serious, but Song Yan's mouth curled up because of this, but he was soon suppressed by him, worried that Nanfeng Heyu would start to scold him again after seeing him.

Song Yang deliberately said in a weak tone of grievance, "I searched nearby, but I couldn't find it."

In fact, Song Yang was still a little guilty when he said this, but when Nanfeng Heyu said that he didn't see a drink shop on the way, he became more confident.

Nanfeng Heyu sighed, wondering if he believed Song Yang's words.

"Let's go, let's go back." Nan Feng He Yu said.

Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the man in front of him seriously, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his eyes, which attracted Song Yang involuntarily.

He looked away, didn't dare to look any further, nodded solemnly, and replied, "Well, let's go back."

In my heart, I will carefully taste this sentence and treasure it in my heart.

Whether it is "we" or "go back", thinking of the other person in the situation, he feels that this sentence is very moving.

Song Yang was delighted and surprised that Nanfeng Heyu came to him.

Finally, he couldn't hold back and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Without waiting for Nanfeng Heyu to answer, Song Yang continued, "No, why did you come out?" His voice was a little weaker, "Didn't you say that I'll come back after I'm done..." His tone became tough again: "What if the two of us miss it on the way."

"Remember what I said on the phone just now?" Nan Feng He Yu said.

"Huh?" Song Yang recalled: "You said let me find a warmer place, and then..." Song Yang paused, and he patted his forehead, "Yeah!"

Then send a message to Nanfeng Heyu.

Song Yang: "So you came out to find me without seeing the news? What if I forgot to send it? What if I have already gone back? What if..."

Nan Feng He Yu interrupted, "Then what if."

Song Yang was taken aback.

Nanfeng Heyu continued, "In case there is no if, in case you are so stupidly squatting here. But the fact is, it really is that if."

Because he was worried about the "what ifs" he guessed in his heart, even though there were so many "what ifs", Nanfeng Heyu still came out to look for him.

The smile on Song Yang's face could no longer be concealed, but was quickly interrupted, "Ah Choo!"

The snot flowed out uncontrollably, Song Yang immediately covered his nose, and just about to ask Nanfeng Heyu if he had any paper, the milk tea in his other hand was pulled out instantly, replaced by a paper towel.

"Have a cold?" Nanfeng Heyu stopped in his tracks.

Song Yang turned his back, not wanting Nanfeng Heyu to see the sad scene of his runny nose, blowing his nose while replying, "Maybe."

Nanfeng Heyu glanced at Song Yang's slightly flimsy baseball uniform, and couldn't help frowning, "It's so cold, and I'm running on the street in such little clothes, and I don't want to go back after I'm done, and squat on the side of the road to blow the cold wind, you ..." Sighing, Nanfeng Heyu continued, "Let's go, go back first."

Song Yang accepted the criticism with an open mind, and followed Nanfeng Heyu at a faster pace.After thinking about it, I still couldn't help but whispered an excuse for myself, "It's not that I don't know how to face you."

His voice was a little soft, facing the wind, it sounded faintly.

Nanfeng Heyu captured it accurately.He asked, "Am I some kind of scourge?"

Song Yang immediately responded in his heart, you are an existence that he dare not face more than a scourge.

Not fear, but awe.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yang drooped his head, "I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I feel that you have made a bad accident this time, and it's all because of me."

Nanfeng Heyu replied immediately: "It's not anyone's fault, you don't need to apologize."

He looked at Song Yang with seriousness in his eyes.

Song Yang actually knew in his heart that this was a premeditated attack.But inevitably, he still blamed himself deeply.

If he hadn't suddenly appeared in Nanfeng Heyu's life, and hadn't used too much force at the beginning, then everything tonight would not have happened.

Song Yang: "But I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nanfeng Heyu interrupted: "According to what you say, I am really guilty of the heinous crime."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Song Yang's heart beat like a drum.

Nanfeng Heyu's words are really easy to make other connections.He knew it was impossible, but he couldn't help but look forward to it.

This premonition was getting stronger and stronger, and Song Yang's heart was beating wildly as he was obviously not in a hurry.

Nanfeng Heyu suddenly looked sideways at Song Yang, fixedly looking at him, a smile appeared, and his eyes softened a little.

Without any answer, Nanfeng Heyu changed the subject, "I'll give you the room card, you can go up later, and I'll go buy medicine."

Song Yang didn't jump out of the topic just now, and didn't think about it, so he answered casually, "What medicine?"

"Alzheimer's medicine." Nan Feng He Yu was serious.

Ho, this little sample!

Song Yang immediately shot back, "I still have polio medicine."

Nanfeng Heyu was thoughtful, "It's not impossible."

Song Yang rolled his eyes in his heart, and said seriously, "I'll go with you."

"It's late, and many pharmacies are closed. The nearest night-time pharmacy is two streets away."

"It's alright."

"Hey, don't make trouble." Nan Feng He Yu subconsciously blurted out.

After speaking, the two of them froze at the same time.

The author says:

Thanks to Yu Yang for mine——

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There will be an update today, not because of my conscience, but because I suddenly found out that I am on the list. Today is the last day, and I just found out that I sat up in shock in the middle of the night in a dying illness==.

This means that I have to update [-] today, ahhh!groundhog scream? jpg;

As a salted fish that was on the list five or six months ago, I have to finish [-] with tears today, otherwise there won’t even be a list in the future.

I have already asked for leave and prepared to explode my liver.Therefore, today's update is expected to have two chapters at [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the evening.

Alas, is life finally going to do something to this innocent little cat like me...

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