Fu Yurou looked at his side face, paused and said in a low voice, "Feiyang", I thought Zhuo Xiaotian didn't hear it, but another word "sunshine" rang in his ears.
Then, Zhuo Xiaotian turned on the phone camera and took a photo in the direction of Fu Yurou. The dazzling light seemed to reflect the appearance of heaven.
"Guangming." Fu Yurou turned his body sideways, and when he was about to leave, Zhuo Xiaotian sighed slightly, "Tomorrow."
Perhaps he is also eagerly waiting for tomorrow to come soon, which may symbolize the early end of the darkness.
Perhaps Zhuo Xiaotian himself is very aware of the melancholy of not being able to share the pressure for his family after studying abroad all day. Many students from the same school as him and different majors have been invited back by domestic sg groups to devote themselves to light steel development.
But what Zhuo Xiaotian didn't expect was that Fu Yurou was actually the leader of SG Group.
"Innocent."
Fu Yurou continued to play Solitaire, but repeatedly emphasized that it was Zhuo Yingling who spoke, maybe she really wanted Zhuo Yingling to join in, after all Zhuo Yingling liked playing this game the most.
Zhuo Xiaotian buried the young sapling, stared at the young tree that was able to thrive alone, nodded, as if admiring Zhuo Yingling's excellent performance of Solitaire, and when she looked up, she shed tears again Back to the eye sockets.
"cherish."
When Zhuo Xiaotian stood up, he smiled slightly, as if to say, "Zhuo Yingling, I beat you again."
And when Zhuo Xiaotian checked again whether the soil had been loosened, Fu Yurou shouted loudly, "Hope."
Fu Yurou has never heard of such a beautiful word solitaire, but unexpectedly, it is indeed the joint creation of Fu Yurou, Zhuo Xiaotian and Zhuo Yingling.
"hope!"
Zhuo Xiaotian repeated Fu Yurou's answer in place of Zhuo Yingling again, gave a thumbs up, and pointed towards the little sapling, as if he had surrendered. For many years, as long as Zhuo Yingling and Fu Yurou can persevere, Zhuo Xiao The sky will talk about the day from the night. Maybe his vocabulary is very large, so he chooses to learn French, but he has given up at this moment.
"Yingling, you won. My brother said that you will definitely win once. This time I can't say that I bully you anymore. The Zhuo family has descendants. It's a pity you didn't see Chengcheng. The reason for this name is I hope he is honest, just like his mother. You must know who his mother is, she is your best friend, Fu Yurou, you used to say that you let her be your sister-in-law"
Before Zhuo Xiaotian finished speaking, Fu Yurou hurried away. She didn't want to continue talking, and she didn't understand why every time she saw Zhuo Xiaotian, it was always like this, no matter where he was, he could always mess up the talisman words from time to time and feel that there was no wave in her heartstrings.
"Lingling, congratulations, you have won."
Fu Yurou applauded Zhuo Yingling across the air, in Zhuo Xiaotian's eyes, they were so cute, as if the days had returned to the past, the carefree three were full of hope every day.
Years teach people to grow, and disappointment is accompanied by the pain of youth, but on this night, it has given a new meaning, that is, the endless "hope" for the future.
Fu Yurou looked at Zhuo Xiaotian from a distance, and when the two of them made eye contact again, but there were countless graves separated, it may also symbolize that the relationship between them should also come to an end.
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