Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Su Hang didn't know whether there was light in Zhao Xuan. Anyway, Zhao Xuan, who said this, was a light himself.

He grew up in love, and is somewhat similar to Tang Jiaping, but not exactly the same.

Su Hang didn't realize that at this moment, with the countryside as the background and the golden sunlight shining on Zhao Xuan, he looked at the person in front of him very differently than before.

His mentality also changed qualitatively in an instant. Once upon a time, Zhao Xuan was equated with Tang Jiaping in his heart. Now, after a series of events, Zhao Xuan and Tang Jiaping have separated little by little.

Back at the educated youth dormitory, Zhao Xuan boiled a bucket of water and went to the public bathroom with the water.

After washing, Su Hang almost instinctively took the bucket, which contained Zhao Xuan's wet clothes.

The educated youth who were doing something good saw it and immediately started shouting, "Old Zhao has a good life. Someone will wash your clothes every day."

This sentence itself does not have a charming meaning, but some people's thoughts have already changed unconsciously when they are in it.

Because my mind has changed, naturally my ears will turn a blush silently when I hear these joking words again.

Zhao Xuan felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about Su Hang's temperament and how he accidentally touched his head when he was watching the fun. In the past, he would let them tease him without answering, and would even wait for them to continue with a smile.

Today’s uncharacteristic answer was, “He washed my clothes and I cooked for him.”

After saying that, Zhao Xuan shut his mouth tightly, bah, what to say, it's better not to say anything.

To others, this was a sign of their strong brotherhood, but to Su Hang's ears, it had a completely different meaning.

His movement of holding the soap was unconsciously slower, and he looked at Zhao Xuan with complex eyes, an indescribable surge passing through his eyes.

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The days always pass quickly. After the big fishing activity, life in the village gradually calms down.

The pace of life is still the same as before harvesting, neither fast nor slow, work should be done, but there is no need to rush anymore.

Although Zhao Xuan doesn't like working, he has to live his life. Anyway, working means three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

He felt that he was already "idle" like this, but he didn't know that this body was even more "idle" before. In the opinion of some good people, Zhao Xuan should have no money to use it.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t be fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. Of course, the educated youths in the educated youth spots still know that whoever is short of money, Zhao Xuan will not be short of money!

Although they had never seen Zhao Xuan's property, as long as they saw him opening the cabinet and the row of food in the cabinet, they knew that he would never be out of money.

The educated youth had only heard of the rumors in the village, but no one really took them seriously.

But there are always some people who really listen. The male educated youths live in a large dormitory and must know each other's situation to some extent, but the female educated youths are different.

As time passed, Zhao Xuan worked three days out of ten, and he worked very seriously. He showed no signs of standing up and explaining himself clearly, so they naturally became a little suspicious.

In this era, the relationship between men and women was strictly controlled. Even if there were people who were really curious or liked Zhao Xuan, such as Meng Wanling, under the influence of the general environment, no matter how obvious Sima Zhao's thoughts were, everyone would know.

He still didn't dare to say he liked Zhao Xuan easily.

However, this matter spread like wildfire, and Zhao Xuan didn't go to town to pick up the package during this period. They really thought that Zhao Xuan had no money.

After all, no matter how rich he is, he still has to rely on his family to send him money?

What they didn't know was that it wasn't that Zhao Xuan's family didn't send it, but that Zhao Xuan didn't remember such a thing at all.

How is it possible that no package has been sent for more than a month? There are several packages at the post office in the town, all of which belong to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan moved his neck and worked for three consecutive days. He and Su Hang were assigned together because Su Hang seemed to be in a good mood recently and would chat with him about the past from time to time.

He used to live with his grandmother. Anyway, there were some interesting things before he was 12 years old.

Zhao Xuan has no memory and cannot share interesting stories from his past. He just acts as a quiet listener and silently outlines the things that Su Hang did when he was a boy.

After cooking, Zhao Xuan's favorite thing to do is to wash his hands three times. It's not a mysophobia, it's just a habit.

He didn't go to work today, so he stayed at the educated youth center. He took out his and Su Hang's quilt covers and pillowcases, washed them, put them on a shelf, and dried them in the sun.

Occasionally, Zhao Xuan would borrow some books from Su Hang to read. The days were too long to pass, and there was no other entertainment in the village. Zhao Xuan could only flip through the books during the repetitive days.

Although he had an intuition that he didn't like reading, but the conditions were so bad, he could only make do with it.

I took a deck chair and sat under the big tree in the yard to enjoy the coolness, enjoying the natural breeze while reading a book. The book must have been there for many years, the pages were yellowed, and even some of the handwriting written on it was a little faded.

Judging from the handwriting, it is very consistent with the handwriting of Su Hang's name on the cover, because the space between the lines is limited and the words will shrink.

Zhao Xuan really planned to read the book at first, but later he found Su Hang's notes more interesting. He couldn't help but go through Su Hang's notes and search between the lines. After all, they were not found on every page.

Meng Wanling came back early on purpose. When she saw Zhao Xuan sitting on a recliner, holding a book in one hand and unconsciously rubbing the thin paper with his beautiful white fingers, she accidentally became fascinated.

I probably watched it for five or six seconds.

Until Zhao Xuan seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, he looked over keenly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes silently raised his eyebrows, which always made these peach blossom eyes look extremely passionate.

Meng Wanling's ears were burning, and he noticed the silent doubts and questions in Zhao Xuan's eyes, so he unconsciously slowed down and walked over, "I have something to tell you."

Zhao Xuan's eyes were calm, "You tell me."

"I heard about your family's affairs. If you have any... difficulties now, you can tell me." Meng Wanling told herself that this was an opportunity, and she should seize it firmly.

Zhao Xuan tilted his head again, as if he didn't understand what Meng Wanling was talking about. He was stunned for a moment. After two seconds, he quickly guessed that Meng Wanling's words should be related to the rumors circulating in the village.

"I think..."

"Su Hang, why are you standing here and not going in?" Zhu Hongjun's voice successfully drowned out Zhao Xuan's voice and successfully cut off what Zhao Xuan wanted to say.

Zhao Xuan turned his head, looked past Meng Wanling, and reflexively looked in the direction of the door. Su Hang was standing in the shadow of the door. He didn't know whether it was the angle or whether he was... confused for a moment.

At this moment, he felt that Su Hang's face seemed to be covered with a shadow, making it impossible for him to distinguish Su Hang's expression.

Su Hang was silent for a moment, "...Something fell, I'll go back and look for it."