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34. Its hard to find the old days. There are wind vines hanging all over the walls.(2/2)

"No matter what the dream is, waking up is better than not waking up at all." Yang Fan said lightly.

"Brother Fan, do you hate me?" Qin Xiaoyu stopped and looked up at Yang Fan.

"Love comes voluntarily, and I give without regrets. I don't have to hate it. I didn't deceive myself or wrong myself about this relationship. I did what I was willing to do. I tried my best, and I have no regrets.

It’s just that we finally found out we weren’t suitable.”

Yang Fan didn't say a word of condemnation. Qin Xiaoyu looked at Yang Fan and felt increasingly uncomfortable.

"sorry"

"You lent me the money. I will pay it back to you when I get a job later. I hope you can forgive me. I am a bad woman."

Qin Xiaoyu lowered his head and said.

"Actually, many of your problems are related to your family. Parents are their children's first teachers. If parents fail to educate their children well, society will educate them again when they enter society, but the price paid then will be too high.

Big."

The two of them were walking and talking.

"You don't understand many truths when you are young, and you will make a lot of mistakes, but you still have time to correct them. As you grow older, whether you are willing or not, time will slowly make you understand. I only hope that when that day comes, everything will be

It’s still too late. It’s not too late. Don’t miss everything.”

They walked past a wall, and the evening breeze rustled the dry ivy.

"You are still young and your life has just begun. I think what happened today is not necessarily a bad thing. Calm down and think about how to take the path of life. This can be considered my last advice to you."

I remembered that when I was a child, I sprained my foot on the mountain. Brother Fan carried me home, just like yesterday. When did I become like this?

"Brother Fan, can I see you again?"

"I'm going to a place far, far away to do a big thing. Maybe a few years, maybe more than ten years, maybe decades, maybe, I'll never come back again."

Qin Xiaoyu looked at him quietly.
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