What Zhou Chunxi hoped most was to stand on the highest and brightest stage. Now, her dream has become a price to pay.

For Zhou Chunxi, no one can tell whether this is good or evil.

Turn off the mobile phone and put it in her pocket.

"Ah! My sweet potato

White tea screamed, quickly took firewood to dial the fire, the sweet potato inside to turn out.

After watching the live broadcast for so long, I forgot that the sweet potato is still baking.

Just listen to "por Tong", a black, round body thing fell out of the fire, fell to the ground, when the scene looked at the layer of black paint, "should not eat."

"It's OK, my grandfather said. It's scorched outside and fragrant inside."

It's too hot. I dare not touch the white tea with my hands. I can only peel off the black lumps with firewood.

It's black from peel to peel.

She is still patiently peeling, when the scene sitting on one side, looking at her focused smile, the stove is still burning, very prosperous, from time to time out of so many, reflecting her eyes are particularly bright.

"Yes!" White tea's eyes became brighter. She removed some of the black clothes outside, rushed into the villa, took out a pair of heat-insulating gloves, put them on, and then divided the big sweet potato into two. The yellow sweet potato meat inside was emitting white heat in the night, with strong fragrance.

"It's the taste."

The white tea blows, carefully takes a bite, and then gives it to him in half, "taste it, and make sure you don't die."

"I'm not that particular."

When the scene took over, watching her eat, very hot, but unexpectedly delicious.

"Is it delicious?"

White tea looked at him and asked.

"Well." When the scene looked at her deeply, jaw head, and a bite.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Bai Cha looks at him strangely and stares at her all the time.

When the scene, smile, did not say anything, turned his eyes to look into the distance, continue to eat the sweet potato in his hand, clearly there is a layer of burnt black coat, but eat very fragrant.

He looked at her just because he felt comfortable with her.

That comfort doesn't depend on what she does, but what she is doing, he feels relaxed and comfortable.

Tight for several years of life, from her reappearance in his side, and finally slowly relax down, share a sweet potato, bake the same fire, enjoy the same moonlight, it is enough.

……

Soon, accompanied by his parents, Zhou Chunxi confessed what he had done.

Bai Cha didn't ask how the police solved an old case. He only knew that at the end of the month, Zhou Chunxi left the imperial city and went to the countryside to recuperate.

Only Ling Yu went to the airport to see him off.

It's said that Zhou Chunxi is in a wheelchair and in good condition. At least he doesn't need any sedative drugs.

Later, Baicha privately asked Ling Yu if she had ever confessed her love when she was taking care of Zhou Chunxi.

Ling Yu said no.

Ling Yu also said something very artistic with her. He said that no one's youth is not bumpy, smart as the occasion, can also miss these years; not everyone's youth is so unforgettable, just like Wan Cheng, who has long forgotten the first movie he saw with the little girl in the basketball hall; and his youth is spent in those unspeakable thoughts, neither bumpy nor light He is the only one who has a deep memory, full of his ups and downs.

White tea asked him, still like Zhou Chunxi?

Ling Yu shook his head and didn't like it. When he saw Zhou Chunxi off the plane, he also saw off his young worries.

After Zhou Chunxi's live broadcast, white tea instantly became a popular figure in the whole network, and there were always reporters around her.

The most frequently asked question is, have you forgiven Zhou Chunxi?

In fact, Baicha really didn't know how to answer this question. Later, she thought about it and wrote such a microblog -

[all we can let go is ourselves. 】

what she put down was always her own dead knot, like Ling Yu and Zhou Chunxi.

"Shunzi!"

"Wang CHAN!"

"No, no, No."

"One three, no more!"

"Shit! Lose again We all sat around the living room playing cards, but we didn't play white tea. We studied a new way to eat. We roasted oranges on the fire and wanted to eat hot oranges. Wancheng, Lingyu and Taotao almost played martial arts. In the excitement, a voice of cloud light and wind light came out, "I've invited Ye Hua to have dinner tomorrow, and you'll have dinner together."

"Pa -"

the little orange in Bai Cha's hand fell down, and she turned her head and looked at the man in shock.

When the scene, a gentle and polite to sit on the sofa, cross a leg, legs on a platform in reading documents.The players stopped quarreling and looked at the scene with surprise.

Tao Tao and Lin Mu look at each other and read from each other's eyes. Do you hear that? I heard you! Tut, it's not auditory hallucination.

"About whom?"

Ling Yu took out his ear and asked carefully. "Birch." When it came to the occasion, he was calm, as if he couldn't feel a word of his own, which set off a tsunami in the hearts of the people. With his fingertips calmly drawing the screen, "Wancheng and Tao Tao will soon finish their vacation and go back, just to get together

"

It's OK to get together.

Ask Ye Hua to have a problem.

Bai Cha squatted on the ground and picked up the orange. She couldn't help asking, "how can you think of inviting Ye Hua?"

When the scene lifted eyes to see her, some strange way, "he saved you in the fire last time, I said to invite him."

"Oh, I thought the meal I had after that recording would be a meal."

She said softly.

"It's just a meal, not sincere enough." When the scene, deep tunnel, turn eyes to see a few people are playing cards, "tomorrow's dinner is arranged at noon, if you want to have activities after now can think."

"And activities?"

Tao Tao is thrilled. Is he working with Ye Hua? Won't there be a fight?

"Whatever you want."

It doesn't matter when you go upstairs to the tunnel.

As soon as the two disappeared at the stairway, the remaining four excitedly gathered together. Tao Tao couldn't believe it and said, "what's the matter? Don't you know ye Hua's idea about white tea when it comes to the occasion?"

"I don't know." Ling Yu took a handful of playing cards and said, "that day, when the students got together, my brother saw that Bai Cha and Ye Hua were together. What kind of green face did they look like? At that time, Bai Cha was not his person. Now..."

"He's just pretending. He's pretending."

Mulin looks like I know him. "Tut Tut, do you think ye Hua saved Bai cha? I can't get out of my heart and want to take advantage of the dinner to show my position?" Wancheng guessed.