Under the moonlight, Xia Yang's bright smiling face was particularly obvious.
"Brother." Xia Yang walked down the stairs and came over, "Are you getting ready to leave?"
leave?
Liu Ruixuan stared at Xia Yang who stopped in front of him, and then looked up the steps.
No one!
This question is a bit stupid.
He had already stood up. Could it be that he wanted to get up, stretch, take a break, and then sit down again?
Of course he was ready to leave.
Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked towards Xia Yang. As he spoke, his words changed, "Actually, it doesn't hurt to sit for a while."
After saying that, I just wanted to slap myself twice.
He obviously wanted to leave!
"Okay." Xia Yang laughed in a low voice, walked over, sat on the pine root stone, reached out and patted the open space on the left, "Brother, sit down."
"Okay." Liu Ruixuan responded, moved to the left and sat down.
I couldn't help but scolded myself in my heart. Looking at Xia Yang's face, why did he always follow Xia Yang's wishes unconsciously and go against his own wishes?
No, no, no, it's Xia Yang who is too scary.
This psychology is so scary!
He must go to the library at noon tomorrow to find two psychology books to read!
For a moment, there was silence.
A warm breeze blew by, causing ripples on the lake.
Looking at the lake under the moon and glancing at Xia Yang who was silent on the side, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but want to slap himself.
He has a brain cramp, yet he continues to sit with me in a daze!
Haven’t you spent enough time in the third restaurant?
Well, the third restaurant?
Liu Ruixuan frowned slightly, wasn't Xia Yang eating braised pig's trotters with Zhu Yan?
There is a beauty by your side!
What are you doing here at the lake?
Could it be that Liu Ruixuan quietly adjusted his gaze and looked towards Xia Yang.
Could it be that he was disliked by Zhu Yan again?
That familiar frost hitting the purple eggplant face!
Even though he was beaten, he still maintained his grace. In the shadow of the moonlight, he was as he was at the beginning. He was unparalleled in the world.
Alas! Liu Ruixuan shook his head slightly, secretly glad that he was not a girl!
Then he shook his head slightly, saying that he was not a girl.
Liu Ruixuan was facing Xia Yang's frost-beaten purple eggplant face, sighing at the contradiction, when Xia Yang suddenly turned around.
Liu Ruixuan wanted to avert his gaze, but it was too late. Xia Yang's familiar smile hit his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yang's voice came over, still as warm and gentle as the warm wind that had just passed by.
The warm breeze makes tourists drunk!
Ahem, where did I go?
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but clenched the fist in his pocket. The dull pain from his fingertips touching his palm made him sober in an instant.
"Ahem." He coughed twice, cleared his throat slightly, and said with a smile, "Why are you here if you don't accompany Zhu Yan?"
After saying that, I wanted to slap myself again.
Honesty, sometimes, is really not a good thing.
Liu Ruixuan stared at Xia Yang's face and moved his eyes to the lake on the left in embarrassment.
In this case, he couldn't stare at Xia Yang and had to give Xia Yang some buffering time.
After all, Xia Yang said, he was in love with Zhu Yan, not in love with her.
"I saw you coming out, so I followed you." Xia Yang laughed.
That instant reply made Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but look back at Xia Yang, and met his bright eyes.
He suddenly discovered that Xia Yang always seemed to be smiling brightly in front of him, as if he had a calm expression that remained unchanged even if the mountain collapsed.
In comparison, I am really too humble to be on the stage.
Looking at that frost-beaten eggplant face, it seemed a little strange.
His knowledge of Xia Yang seemed a little unfamiliar. He recognized this face, knew that Xia Yang had been in love with Zhu Yan for ten years, and that Xia Yang studied philosophy, and knew nothing else.
However, he felt as if he and Xia Yang were familiar with each other again. It seemed that no one in the school knew about the secret that he had been in love with for ten years. Maybe Mobei Kailing also knew about it, or maybe she didn't know either.
I guess Zhu Yan doesn’t know!
And he knew it!
Xia Yang told him personally.
When the whole school was spreading rumors that Xia Yang and Zhu Yan were lovers, he was the only one, no, the only one who knew about it.
Only the most familiar people can tell this.
Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang with some contradictions and tangles, and said nothing.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yang chuckled and shook his head slightly, "The moonlight is pretty good tonight."
Ahem, Liu Rui Liu Rui blinked slightly, moon, moonlight?
Are you ready to start chat mode?
Or are you telling him that the second brother is ready to have some peace and quiet?
Is he just standing by as a breathing screen?
"Nothing." Liu Ruixuan turned away and looked towards the lake in front of him.
A gust of warm wind blew by, and Liu Ruixuan suddenly thought of what Xia Yang had just said. When he saw him coming out, he followed him.
He turned and looked towards the steps behind.
Ahem, the steps of more than ten steps are too high, and you can only see the connecting path passing through, but not the large lawn separated by a boulevard through the bamboo forest and maple trees.
However, he understood one thing.
If Xia Yang came out right after him, then it can explain why the girl who was running toward him on the lawn suddenly dodged to his right and rear three meters away.
Because Xia Yang is right behind him!
It's simply too much of a lie!
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but clenched his fists in his pockets and set a small goal in his heart.
He wants to be a star!
Stars that can shine on their own!
Instead of being a foil beside Xia Yang!
"Brother?" Xia Yang called him softly.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded, turned his head, loosened his fists in his pockets, and looked towards Xia Yang.
Ahem, Xia Yang was not looking at him. He was watching the moon at Pinghu, just like before, he was looking at the moon and thinking.
"Do you still remember Stendhal's epitaph?"
Stendhal's epitaph? What does it mean? Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly and glanced at Xia Yang twice more.
A beautiful spring river, no, a quiet place on a midsummer night, what epitaph to mention, it would ruin the scenery!
Can he not answer?
"Brother?" Xia Yang's voice came over again, and he turned his head and looked towards him.
"Oh." Liu Ruixuan responded, "Remember, lived, loved, and wrote."
"Yeah." Xia Yang responded, then turned around and continued watching the moon on the lake.
What do you mean? Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang's profile and rolled his eyes silently in his heart, hmm? Hmm what?
For a moment, there was silence, only the ripples of the lake swaying gently in front of me.
"This is his understanding of life." Xia Yang's voice suddenly sounded.
Huh? Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang. He didn't know Stendhal, but he knew the words on the epitaph. It was naturally a reflection of his life and his perception of life!
Do you really think he is an idiot?
"Perhaps only those who have lived will understand what a life can hold in a colorful world."
What? What level does this rise to?
Liu Ruixuan, who originally wanted to look away, turned towards Xia Yang again.