Chapter one hundred and six Litters
Ye Liang opened the handlebar bag, picked it up again, and opened it. The gold necklace inside was still annoyed and sighed, thinking that it was embarrassing to give it to him now.
Leaves cool open, scratching the hair, shouting out the depressed gas in the car and calling to get up at this moment.
Ye Liangkai looked at the word "Zhang Hesi" and was a little surprised. Zhang Hesi rarely took the initiative to call him. There must be something that the horse pressed the answer key.
"Do you think what can I do for you?" Ye Liangkai asked directly, and it seemed that someone was crying faintly. Ye Liangkai was frightened and nervous for a moment and asked, "Do you think it’s you?" What’s wrong? "
After a while, the man said sadly, "Liang Kai Qi Yu … he … died …"
Ye Liang opened his brain for a moment, and after a long time, he said, "Do you think I’m having a nightmare?"
Zhang Qisi didn’t answer for a long time, but Zhang Qisi continued silently: "Yesterday, he saved a child who was about to be hit by a car and was hit by himself …"
Ye Liangkai couldn’t hold the mobile phone in his hand any longer. When he shook it, the mobile phone slipped to the bottom of the seat. Ye Liangkai slapped himself hard, and his cheeks burned and his tears fell out of control. This is true …
It was not until Ye Liang opened in front of the Qi Yu Ling Hall that he felt like a dream. He came in too hurry, and his fashionable clothes didn’t change. His cheeks were swollen and he didn’t handle it. He was very embarrassed.
Zhang Qisi’s eyes are still a little red and swollen. He handed a chrysanthemum and said softly, "He should be very happy that you came."
Ye Liangkai took the steps of Chrysanthemum and slowly approached the coffin lying upright on the ground. Qi Yu lay peacefully inside, and his body was submerged by Chrysanthemum. If you look closely at his face, you will find that he was covered with thick white powder, especially his left cheek. He should have been sorted out.
Qi Yu has a healthy and beautiful wheat skin, and white color should not belong to him. White color makes him look too quiet.
Ye Liangkai felt that Qi Yu should not be happy that he came. The last time he made Qi Yu so sad and angry.
Ye Liangkai stayed in front of the coffin for too long, which prevented the people behind him from coming to pay their respects. Someone took his wrist and said calmly, "Let Xiao Kai Qi Yu and his friends come to Qi Yu to say goodbye when they leave some."
A certain sound in this sound memory is very similar. Ye Liangkai turned around and looked at the face of the person in front of him. His facial features were firm and handsome, and his face matured. Many dark brown eyes stared at his eyes and faintly revealed a trace of depression and excitement.
Ye Liangkai didn’t expect to meet him here. He came here and both of them won’t have friends in this generation.
Leaves cool up and he pulled them to the side. Two people stood quietly watching others give flowers to Qi Yu for more than an hour.
Leaves cool open eyes have been looking at the coffin spirit didn’t find JiZhen has been staring at his side face eyes very affectionate.
Do you think Zhang turned around and saw Ye Liangkai Qi Yu’s brother Jizhen holding hands intimately? I suddenly remembered that Ye Liangkai had shown him the previous photos, and a large part of them were taken by Ye Liangkai, a handsome sunny boy.
That boy’s temperament is a little different now, but his face hasn’t changed much. His outline is more determined, but his body has faded away from the youthful atmosphere.
I remember Ye Liangkai said that his high school friends liked him. Is it Qi Zhen? This is not ridiculous. A few years ago, my brother liked Ye Liangkai, and a few years later, my brother also liked the same person.
Do you think that Zhang’s heart is in line with each other? Is it still unfinished to look at Ye Liangkai with deep affection?
Leaves cool until condolences to find JiZhen has been holding his hand can’t think of traces, want to draw out JiZhen hand grasp more tightly.
Ye Liangkai looked embarrassed when Zhang Husi came over and took Ye Liangkai’s hand and said, "We still have something to say."
Qi Zhen was quite unwilling to let go of his hand. Ye Liang was happy. Marie Laure Gigon took a breath and said goodbye to him: "Goodbye."
"Small open tell me your number" JiZhen take out a cellular phone line of sight firmly staring at the leaves cool open still quiet appearance.
Ye Liangkai skillfully quoted a string of numbers, and soon the mobile phone in his pocket shook gently. There was a familiar number on his face, Jizhen, or this number has never changed, and he couldn’t help but be complicated.
"Xiao Kai has us out." Qi Zhen made an appointment with Ye Liangkai as if they had never been separated. Ye Liangkai couldn’t help feeling that they were in a trance and their mouths were out of control again. Naturally, he replied, "Good" and regretted it, but you can’t break your word.
Zhang do you think that holding Ye Liang’s hand and leaving in front of Jizhen, the two men went out silently all the way, and their mood was very low.
Suddenly, Zhang Husi said softly, "Qi Zhen was the first person to confess to you."
Ye Liangkai couldn’t help but look up unexpectedly at Zhang Qisi and see his ink-colored eyes. He nodded at the distant market and said, "I didn’t expect to meet him again." Those memories came to mind slowly.
Chapter one hundred and seven Deep in memory
It was a sunny day when Ye Liangkai and Qi Zhen met. At that time, he was an art student and Qi Zhen was a science student. It is reasonable to say that there would be no big relationship between them.
Ye Liangkai didn’t know there was such a person before he met Qi Zhen, or he didn’t have the heart because he was a good student in the eyes of the teacher, and the teacher’s family was very tight about his grades.
Every day, besides singing and dancing, I study, eat and sleep. Life is very boring and simple, and I hope that I can get rid of this interesting life when I get into college early.
Until someone appeared in his life, which brought a little interesting waves to his quiet life. Ye Liangkai was sitting alone in the canteen for lunch that day. The scenery outside the window was beautiful, or more specifically, her goddess Yang Bojing was beautiful. She would come here every day to play badminton with her friends in the canteen.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" As soon as the sunshine reached his ears, the leaves cooled and he turned to look at people. He had a simple and neat short hair and a handsome face, and he was wearing a white ball with a number 5, full of sunshine.
Ye Liangkai shook his head and said, "Sit down." After saying this, Ye Liangkai restrained himself and looked out of the window. They were very quiet when eating honestly.
Suddenly there was a look at Ye Liangkai. When I looked up, I saw the boy looking at him. Ye Liangkai didn’t mind. Anyway, since childhood, seeing more people, I went to eat more, not much, not much, and very calmly.
"Why do you always sit in this position?" JiZhen asked his heart has been to question.
Ye Liangkai would never say that he was just a beautiful girl sitting in this position. He seemed to casually shake his hand and replied, "I like the smell of sunshine."
Qi Zhen smiled and said, "I also like the smell of sunshine."
Ye Liangkai didn’t pick up his idea of talking. He didn’t particularly like talking to strangers. Maybe he was taught by his parents and teachers not to talk to strangers when he was a child. It was a great success.