Scholar vs Colonel

Chapter 67 Two Unlucky Ghosts

Su Beiming held the skewers in one hand, and hooked Yuan Liang in the other to an outdoor balcony at the end of the corridor.Yuan Liang was still a little dazed at first, but now he regained his senses when the cold wind blew, he raised his shoulders and signaled him to take his hands away, "Why did you drag me here?"

Su Beiming withdrew his hand belatedly. He didn't know why he pulled Yuan Liang out. Maybe he didn't want him to see it and feel as sad as himself, or maybe he felt the same way for him. In short, when he reacted, he was already gone. was brought out by him.Su Beiming took a bite of the meat skewers to hide his embarrassment, "Didn't I just say, I want you to eat skewers with me."

Yuan Liang took an idiot's look at him sideways, turned around speechlessly and was about to leave, but was pulled back by Su Beiming, and said impatiently, "Are you out of your mind? Pull me out at night to watch you eat skewers? "

Su Beiming ate the skewers, did not speak, and looked up and down playfully at Yuan Liang in front of him. It seemed that he had discovered a new side. He had seen the hypocrisy of this man when he faced Xiao Mo, and his demeanor when he was facing Wang Chong. Wronged and pitiful, facing the gentleness and harmlessness of others, and facing her own poisonous tongue at this moment.Su Beiming suddenly became interested in this person, and wanted to find out and see how many unknown sides he still had.

Seeing that he was wandering outside again, Yuan Liang didn't bother to talk to him, and turned around again to leave, but Su Beiming grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "What exactly do you want?"

Su Beiming stuffed a skewer into his hand, winked at him and smiled, "Try it, it tastes good."

Yuan Liang felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I have already brushed my teeth."

"Swipe it again." Su Beiming didn't seem to see Yuan Liangkuai's uncontrollable anger.

Yuan Liang threw the skewers into the trash can next to him, turned around for the third time and walked back. This time, Su Beiming didn't stop him again. Looking at his back, he raised his voice and shouted: "I was randomly assigned To their dormitory, you chose to move in yourself."

Yuan Liang remained silent and continued walking without stopping.

Su Beiming leaned back against the balcony railing, looked at Yuan Liang's decadent back, and said again, "Do you really think you can break them up?"

Yuan Liang stopped, turned around, and looked up at Su Beiming, who was half hidden in the dark, "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

"Do you know how many days it took them from acquaintance to falling in love?" Su Beiming lowered his head and turned the skewers in his hand. After a while, he slowly raised his eyes and looked deeply into Yuan Liang's eyes. Sadness, bitterness, discomfort and soberness to see through everything.Yuan Liang's eyes trembled slightly, he looked at him without saying a word, saw him twitching the corner of his mouth, and said a number precisely: "41 days."

Su Beiming leaned back and leaned half of his body dangerously out of the railing. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes gradually blurred, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have been in love with him for ten years. 121 months, 3650 days..." The words turned into a wry smile, "41 days... not even a fraction."

Yuan Liang's eyes drooped. He didn't know whether it was because he couldn't bear Su Beiming or himself. He stepped forward a few steps, reached out and gently grabbed Su Beiming's clothes, as if he was afraid that he would fall. After a long silence, he spoke slowly. Said: "I'm not reconciled, and I don't want to regret it, and I don't want to think back to the beginning, using if as the beginning of everything." Because he hates the word if...

Su Beiming straightened up suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of Yuan Liang withdrawing his hand holding the corner of his clothes, hooking the corner of his mouth seemingly, then took out a bunch of skewers and stuffed them into Yuan Liang's hands, "In order not to If so, I will help you."

Yuan Liang stared down at the skewers in his hand for a while, then looked up at Su Beiming, with rare sincerity in his eyes: "Really?"

Su Beiming turned his head to look back at him, gave him a sly smile, touched the skewers in Yuan Liang's hands like clinking glasses, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "So that you can die clearly."

Yuan Liang's eyes flickered under the bright moonlight, and after a while, he rolled his eyes, and the skewer in his hand touched Su Beiming's skewer, "Okay, let me die clearly."