Ai Qing followed Fu Zhisong about 200 to 300 meters before seeing a freighter parked by the water, and the hull seemed to have just been painted with fresh paint, which looked very new.

On the side of the boat, several middle-aged people were sitting on the stool fishing. When they saw Fu Zhisong coming, they said hello.

"How is the harvest?" Fu Zhisong asked with a smile.

"Two barrels of animals have been released." The middle-aged man at the edge smiled and looked at Ai Qing and asked, "Your girlfriend?"

"Friend." Fu Zhisong responded for a moment.

"Haha." My friend smiled knowingly: "Go, everything on the boat is ready for you."

"Thank you, Ang." Fu Zhisong patted the other person on the shoulder.

"We'll leave later, and we'll lend it to you in the evening." The middle-aged man flew at Fu Zhisong.

"Haole."

Fu Zhisong waved his hand at everyone, then walked along the wooden board and boarded the boat.

By the water, Ai Qing took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the lawn, holding her camera and taking pictures wildly.

The ingredients on the boat were ready, but in fact Fu Zhisong also had a few specialty dishes. When he was young, he was not doing his job properly and walked on various bets all day long, and he didn't turn on the fire every 800 years. Later, when he got older, he started to get busy and had no time to feel life. So his recipes were very small, so he could do some northern dishes, but the cooking was quite reasonable.

Standing in the cabin, Fu Zhisong cut vegetables and prepared ingredients, and choked the pot with hot oil. He was busy and enjoying himself. After more than an hour of tossing, Fu Zhisong stood beside the fence and shouted: "Come up, it's time to start a meal."

"Let's eat on the lawn, I'll take it down for you." Ai Qing ran to the boat, took a strong breath and said, "Haha, what you made is quite delicious."

Fu Zhisong turned around when he heard the sound. After seeing Ai Qing's image, he naturally bent down, stretched out his hands to put up her trousers and said, "There is a lot of dew here, and the pants are stained."

Ai Qing lowered her head and was stunned.

"Don't leave barefoot, and then break your feet." Although Fu Zhisong's overall figure looks good, he is still a middle-aged man after all. His beer belly has risen unconsciously, and his face turned red after squatting down for a while.

Ai Qing stared at Fu Zhisong in a daze, and suddenly felt something was wrong with him today.

"See what I do?"

"Suddenly I realized that you seem to be old, which is different from when I first saw you." Ai Qing commented with a smile.

"That's it, time flies so quickly. I'm not a young man anymore." Fu Zhisong picked up the raisin chops and said, "Please take a plastic cloth and lay it on the lawn."

"good."

The two of them started working together, carrying a few hard vegetables, white wine, and plastic cloth, and sat on the lawn on the shore.

The sky was already dark, the silver moon was rising, and the stars were everywhere.

Fu Zhisong opened a bottle of white wine and said with a smile: "Drink some?"

"Just drink it, I'm not afraid of you." Ai Qing has always had a good alcohol tolerance.

Fu Zhisong lowered his head and poured wine, waved his hand and greeted, "Don't just sit, try my skills."

Ai Qing used chopsticks to push away the peppers on the lamb chops, stroked his hair with his left hand, lowered his head and took a bite and said, "Well, it's quite delicious."

"Just delicious, haha." Fu Zhisong took a sip of wine.

"Hey, why didn't I find out before? How could you cook such a complicated dish?"

"I used to know other things. I learned lamb chops a few days ago. Don't you like to eat them?" Fu Zhisong replied casually.

Ai Qing has long been used to Fu Zhisong's way of expressing love to him all the time, so he smiled indifferently: "If I get greedy in the future, I will look for you."

Fu Zhisong looked at Ai Qing in a daze, and suddenly said with a smile: "That's not possible. I can't make it for you in the last meal today."

Ai Qing raised his head and said, "You are so boring like this. Do you want to lie to me about being terminally ill?"

"...I may be engaged, so I can only do it for my wife in the future." Fu Zhisong drank with a little dodging his eyes.

Ai Qing was frozen in place when he heard the sound.

The stars flashed in the sky, and the cool breeze blew gently, and the two seemed to have nothing to say in an instant.

Ai Qing knew in his heart that Fu Zhisong's abnormality today seemed not to confess his love to him, but to say goodbye to his feelings...

"...It's pretty good." Ai Qing quickly cheered up and asked, "Who are you with?"

"Zhou Canhui's sister-in-law." Fu Zhisong took a sip of white wine and said with a relaxed posture: "It's a good girl. I recovered from my injuries some time ago and have been taking care of me in the hospital."

"Ah, it's so developed, brother, the son-in-law of the Zhou family group." Ai Qing responded happily on the surface while gnawing the meatless lamb chop.

"Well, when you reach the age of age, just get it if you can." Fu Zhisong nodded.

Ai Qing put down his chopsticks and picked up the white wine: "Touch one."

"Ding Dong!"

The two of them hit the cup and tilted their necks to dry the extremely spicy white wine.

Under the starry sky and in the beautiful scenery, Fu Zhisong was drunk and looked at Ai Qing in a daze, and asked foolishly: "...Hey, you said that if you don't have Xiaoze, can we be together?"

Ai Qing lay on the grass, looking at the sky with her eyes, thought about it for a while and replied: "Maybe."

Fu Zhisong lowered his head, and his eyes turned red in an instant: "Okay, with your words, my buddy's meal will not be in vain."

"...Da Song, thank you... Thank you really... for so many years..." Ai Qing's voice trembled and shed tears in the darkness, saying, "...You have always made me feel quite warm... I have thought about us... our affairs... but I always feel... someone in my heart is unfair to you... because you are pure, do you know? I'm afraid that we will start... but in the end we can't even make friends..."

Fu Zhisong covered his cheek with his left hand and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

"...Okay... After you talk to me today, I seem to be enlightened too..." Ai Qing pursed her red lips and forced herself to say in a joking tone: "I have let you chase you into an old girl... You are safe now... I have to find my next stop."

"Haha." Fu Zhisong wiped his tears and smiled: "You have to find a good person, better than me."

After nearly ten years of love and ten years of pursuit, the two of them were unable to get together in the end.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fu Zhisong likes and pursues Ai Qing for nearly ten years, that is, a toad wants to eat swan meat. Because the family background, education level, and other factors of the two are not on the same line, in the eyes of too many people, they are not from the same world at all. But outsiders do not know that in the past ten years, Ai Qing is also enjoying Fu Zhisong's love for her and care for her? Feelings are mutual, and no one can truly be heartbroken...

The inner loss must exist, but it is just not talked about by others.

After a night of drunkenness, Fu Zhisong fell asleep in the bottle of wine, while Ai Qing squatted on the shore, looking at the wavy water surface, full of tears.

Ten years waiting.

The person I love has gotten married and had children, and the person I love no longer loves me...
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