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Yao Tourmaline: "..." I was a little angry and shouted, "You can go again after wearing your coat!"

It's only ten degrees outside, and it gets colder when it gets dark.

Lu Sheng waited at the door of Zhou Qing's house for five hours. He waited until the moon was half-circle from the sun in the sky, and he came back at nine o'clock in the evening.

She squatted at his door, her feet numb.

"Lu Sheng."

He walked from a distance, leaning on a cane, wearing a star and a moon, and the shadow on the ground was bumpy.

She stood up, leaning on the wall, wearing a light blue dress, her skirt was crumpled, and her voice trembled: "If you don't come back, I will freeze to death."

In the early spring, the outdoor temperature was very low at night and the wind was also strong. Her dress was not protected from the cold, and her body was so cold that she didn't feel anything.

Zhou Qing asked to take off her coat and put it on her: "Why don't you call me?" I don't know how long she waited, the small crescents on her nails were frozen blue.

Lu Sheng shivered, rubbing his hands: "I want to see you, what if you refuse me if you call?"

So, she came to his house and waited.

"It's cold outside, go in first." He opened the door and let her go in.

She limped into the yard because her legs were numb and she walked staggeringly. He walked behind her, stretched out his hand, frowned slightly, and withdrew it again.

He couldn't stand still, how could he help her.

The house is a single-family, two-story old house, very close to the TV station. Zhou Qing asked him to stay here if he got off work late.

The yard is not big, but there are many trees that are not named by the land, and there are many flowers, flowers, and grasses. Under the tallest tree, there is an old wooden swing.

Lu Sheng didn't enter the room and put on his coat until his ankles were as long as: "Can I sit on that swing?"

"Ok."

Looking up, it is full of stars, the wind is very cold, and the dog barking outside is very noisy.

She likes this kind of night, likes this kind of yard, and the trees and swings in the yard, it's hard to say, she always feels that she matches Zhou Qingrang very well.

She sat on the wooden swing and swung it twice before touching the handrail and engraving.

"Who is Zhao Lu?"

The lamp in the yard was far from under the tree and the light was dim. She could make out the two characters vaguely. The handwriting was very scribble, not Zhou Qingrang's handwriting.

Zhou Qingrang's handwriting is among the best on the TV station.

Lu Sheng asked in a low voice, "Is your ex-girlfriend?"

She knows very little about his past.

Zhou Qingrang shook his head: "It's the daughter of the last homeowner. They left the swing."

It’s not an ex-girlfriend.

"Zhou Qingrang," she suddenly asked, "Do you like your daughter?"

He didn't know how to pick her up, or what she was going to say, he put the crutches aside, and he stood in front of her, the shadow on the ground straight and long.

She was swinging on a swing, hiding her hands in her long sleeves: "When I was a child, a fortune-teller gave me a fortune. He said that I have no children but I will have two daughters."

After that, she asked him again: "Do you like your daughter?"

Zhou Qing let him hold on to the swaying swing and slowly squatted down. His eyes were as high as hers: "Lu Sheng——"

She tiptoed to the ground and suddenly moved forward, he was slightly stunned, and he smelled the faint fragrance of orange on the girl.

She changed the perfume, and it took a long time to find the orange fragrance.

"Can you forget what my mother said? Then just remember what I said."

The moonlight was gentle and the wind was gentle. The lights in the yard were dim, but the girl’s eyes were very bright. Her speech speed was deliberately slow, as if she was telling an ancient and long story.

"I will always like you, but you are not with me. I have no choice but to work hard and not talk about relationships. Then when I get older, my family will urge marriage and introduce me to various men. In order to deal with my family, I would go on a blind date with them, and then let it go cold, let it dry, and finally let it go, so I drag it to thirty-five years old."

She was talking about the second half of her life, the second half of her imaginary life.

"If you didn't have your own family at that time, she would look for you again." She was a little cold, wrapped her coat tightly, sniffed and continued, "At that time, you were forty-nine years old. I’m not in good health, then refuse me, or,"

or……

She paused for a long time: "Or, you are no longer alive, and then I will adopt two daughters, one with the surname of Lu and the other with the surname of Zhou."

There are no children in life, and two daughters.

These are the words of a fortune teller. The fortune teller is very famous and said that he can calculate accurately. Therefore, in the imaginary that she has deliberately considered, there are two daughters. After deliberation again, she feels that there should be a surname Zhou.

"I hope I don't live too long and live until my daughters grow up. Then, I will go to Xufang Town to find you again." She said, "I don't know why, I always think you will be buried in Xufang Town in the end."

As soon as she stopped talking, he opened his mouth, frowning. The person who is always deserted, actually anxious: "It can't be like this."

You can't spend all of her on him in the future.

Lu Sheng suddenly leaned over and the swing squeaked. He thought she was going to fall, and he reached out to support her waist. After a few seconds, he immediately retracted his hand and said, "offended."

It's not like a gentleman.

She laughed: "No, let's change it." She continued, "You were with me when you were forty-nine. At that time, when you were older, you would definitely not have a daughter with me. You should work hard. While you’re alive, help me plan. When you’re about to lose it, you’ll tell me, “Say, don’t suffer it alone, go find another one and live the rest of your life. For me, I’ll say yes. You, when you close your eyes, I will adopt two daughters, one surnamed Lu and the other Zhou."

In short, she must have two daughters, one of whom must have the surname Zhou.

She had thought about these many times. From the time she fell in love with him, she was thinking about the future, the good and the bad.

As she said to her mother, she didn't have a hot head, but thought about going in for fifty years. Zhou Qingren was fourteen years older than her, and she was almost seventy-three years old.

After finishing talking, she asked Zhou Qingrang: "Is this kind of okay?"

Zhou Qing shook his head, frowning and tightening.

"Then there is only the last one. We are together and have two daughters, one with a surname of Lu and the other with a surname of Zhou. If you are lucky, you will leave when I am white. If you are not lucky,"

He couldn't accompany her to the end, she walked alone on the back road.

"I will go to live in Xufang Town. When my daughters grow up, I will show them the news you have broadcasted and tell them that this is their father and he is a good-sounding news anchor."

This is all her imagination about the future, all related to him.

"Zhou Qingrang," she asked at last, "Which one do you hope for the rest of my life?"

He said, "Can't it be done without me?"

"No way."

From the moment she met him, the decision was given to him. In this life, it was sad and joy that she could no longer be the master.

Zhou Qing was silent.

No matter how he concealed it, the stormy waves under his eyes couldn't calm down, because squatting, the joints of the prostheses were sore that it was like a heart, like something hot on it.

He had never encountered a person like her before, so he ran into him recklessly and smashed him to pieces.

"You like mine too, don't you?"

His eyelashes trembled and he immediately turned away.

Zhou Qingrang, you have revealed your stuff.

She is a smart girl, and she has always understood him: "A person like you, if you don’t like me, will not let me stay in Xufang Town, will not hug me at the train station, will not let me into you He’s family, he won’t squat in front of me so hard, and listen to what I say about you.” She stretched out her hand, held his face, made him turn around and looked at each other, “Zhou Qingrang, I’ll just squat down from you. Got it, you must like me very much."

People who like you will never want you to look up to him, he will bend down, endure the pain, squat and lower his head in front of you.

"Well, I like you very much." He no longer hides, and the light in his eyes is earth-shaking, breaking into pieces, each of which is her shadow, "I like you since you lent me the umbrella. That’s why I always ask you, when will I come to get an umbrella."

How could you not like it, such a good girl.

How could he make her fall in love with him.

He stretched out his hand, with a thin callus on the palm of his crutches all the year round, hard, rubbing her face: "Lu Sheng, can I kiss you?"

She nodded, her tearful eyes finally bent and she smiled.

His lips were cold, and he pressed against her cautiously: "I will try to live until you turn white."