Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The travelers on the surrounding platforms are mostly nostalgic and sad, and the arms of others in the dormitory can only solve the sadness of everyone.

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Ye Dong, who had no one to follow, left the same platform on the next day with only a hint of wry smile, and opposite was Yang Jing who was crying into peach eyes.

"I will help you..."

Ye Dong, who was on the opposite side, didn't know how to speak. The train's whistle'didi' sounded twice, and the trainmen shouted at the door to remind the fact that the passenger train that was not on the train was about to start.

"No need to."

Yang Jing, who had no more tears, foresaw the coming of the moment when his senior was discussing with his boyfriend to stay.

She even closed the window of last hope when Ye Dong applied for the civil servant in Beijing. In fact, she has been hesitating and struggling, choosing between going and staying.

She also cherishes her last hope. She hopes that she can't wait for her boyfriend's ultimatum, and hopes to have him by the time she returns home.

It is a pity that Ye Dong, who was quite determined, did not give her too much time, just under the garden they often go to, and informed him of the way to go in the future.

I'm sorry Yang Jing. I can't just throw it away after years of feeling. If you believe me, can you stay with me?

Maybe it won’t be as fast as Jinyiyushi, maybe everything will not be smooth, but I have a man’s heart and can bear the responsibility of loving you.

Sorry, Ye Dong, there are my parents who are getting older in my hometown. The generation of us are the pillars of the family. I am not as stable as you are like Qingsong, and not like your parents.

The black land of my life is the nostalgia of the old man and the place where I dreamed of. In this city full of cold concrete buildings, I can't smell the smell of rice flowers, and I can't hear the tweets of Qiu Chan.

Maybe when you were young, you and I came together because of love, and cherished each other because of your own possession, but the reality makes people grow up, so that people know what separation is.

Maybe I will marry someone in the town and keep my parents growing old, but my youth, love, and first heart movement are all dedicated to you, my favorite person.

Yang Jing smiled, still the girl at night in Beijing, and Ye Dong's heart-shaken face blurred in front of him.

The boy did not flick with tears, but just did not reach the sad part.

"You must take care..."

Without too much words, there will be no tears anymore, Yang Jing carrying his luggage will no longer stop for Ye Dong, goodbye, mylove.

The twisting of the water mist made Yang Jing's back figure in the car aptly, and the Northeast big man was crying like a child at this time.

The sound of the whistle is a farewell song, with a feeling of grievance floating, with the experience of a young man, just leave.

Ye Dong covered his eyes with his hand, trying to stop the tears from surging, but brought a more hopeless choking...

May lovers in the world, a little more luck... a little less regret.

Qin Guan, who was the first to return with Cong Nianwei, had to inform relatives and friends in his hometown before enjoying a long-lost relationship.

In this rare summer, accompanied my parents to spend the last summer in the country.

The elderly grandpa and grandma, grandpa and grandma, all gathered together for this most prosperous grandson, and for Qin Guan to leave China and see him off in a country that he had never known in his life.

Qin Lao Niang seems to have started the mode of worrying about her mother. In the past few years when Qin Guan studied alone, Qin's mother never had the heart to worry about. It seems that all of them broke out in this holiday.

Medicines, tools, cleaning products, clothing, kitchenware, souvenirs, what to buy and what to buy, I feel like the refugee camps in Somalia are very poor.

According to Qin's mother, if the family is going to the capital to send Qin Guan, even if their kid wants to go back in advance, people here are still not at ease.

Qin Guan, a filial son of a family, is pretty good. Cong Nianwei's father, Chong Nianwei, will almost resign and go to the United States to accompany him for a train.

If it wasn’t for the mother Cong who really couldn’t see the idea of ​​suppressing him strongly, this father of Cong was really able to do it. Did he start drafting his resignation without reading it?

"Dad! Isn't there Qin Guan beside me? What are you worried about?"

Humph! I'm worried about Qin Guan this stupid boy! Who knows that when he returns to China after studying abroad for two years, will his grandson be one and a half years old!

The worries of the two families could not stop the passing of the day. The small house in the capital became a temporary residence for the two people. Everyone hurriedly checked their luggage and passports, and after confirming that they were correct, they were ready to go downstairs.

"Qin Guan, why don't you listen to your mother's advice and put on your clothes? I don't know if the luggage will be overweight or if you will be fined a lot."

"Mom, you asked me to wear three sets of autumn pants in August. Are you my dear mother?"

"Don't you hear that there is no habit of wearing trousers in foreign countries? It is said that New York is not warm in this big winter, and I don't know if the community heating in the community over there? What should I do when the old cold legs are frozen?"

Qin Guan was nagging at the head of his mother, and Liu Xiaoyang, who was in charge of driving downstairs, showed an expression of crying and laughing.

The commercial vehicle with huge space in the back row is enough to send this family.

"Thank you, the guy looks so good!"

Daddy Cong, who had not forgotten the praise while getting on the bus, touched his chin with satisfaction. What's wrong with her own girl?

It’s nice to look around. Is this guy who drives a car really good? You look thin and small. It looks good-tempered. At least you can play it in the future?

Cong Nianwei didn't care about his father's enthusiasm for Liu Xiaoyang, and if he knew it, it was just a sneer.

In front of the security gate in the airport, there are reluctant family members. Through this gate, there is an unknown future. Even Qin Guan, a child with a chic personality, still feels parted with leaving.

It is strange that Liu Xiaoyang, who is so calm along the way, as a recent friend playing in the dormitory, behaves so calmly, completely without the madness of farewell to Mueller.

Qin Guan, who said goodbye here, was somewhat gratified. After all, he grew up, and getting used to difference is also a must for growth.

"Come on, hug, I'm gone, take care!"

Qin Guan opened his arms and carried the warmth of his smile.

"Wow...you're all alone and I'm alone..."

Liu Xiaoyang, who was even more embarrassed than at the train station, finally jumped out.

This child who cried from the top and didn't care about the weird eyes next to him, just howling unscrupulously, what do you think of the other people in the dormitory who are still going to school in Beijing. (To be continued.)