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Zhang Chengliang was silent for a long time and murmured: "And she, I really don't know how she is now." After that, he sighed softly.

Fugui didn't know who he was talking about, so he had to look at him in confusion.

After a while, Zhang Chengliang suddenly sat up and asked Fugui: "Hey, Fugui, tell me, if the girl nowadays has left for a long time, will she find another brat to fall in love with her boyfriend?"

Fugui looked at him in surprise: "It shouldn't be possible, what's wrong? There's no confidence left? Liangzi, you have to learn from me. Look at me. After walking for so long, I believe that Swallow is still waiting for me."

Zhang Chengliang thought for a while and said, "That's different. You are in the countryside. The girls are very honest, but the cities are different. The temptation is too great. You said that if that bastard goes to seduce her, no matter how unwilling she is, I won't be sad to death when I go back!"

富贵被他逗乐了,笑笑说:“那也没什么,到时我和你回去,把那个混小子揍扁了给你出气.再说你也不必担心,刘龙不是说了吗,你长得英俊,脾气又好,她要是有个妹妹,就一定嫁给你的.”

The melancholy on Zhang Chengliang's face slowly dissipated, and he smiled and said, "Forget it, let's spare me. Just like that, can he have a sister? Hey, Fugui, my classmate, we are all together in school, we are very beautiful, especially when we smile, the two dimples on our faces can really fascinate. Although we are not too tall, we have shoulder-length black hair, which makes people look unique from a distance. When I was in class, I was so concerned about listening to the teacher's lectures and only looking at her, so my studies were not very good."

Fugui asked: "Then what is she doing now?"

Zhang Chengliang seemed to be intoxicated by the past and stared blankly at the sky.

Fugui stood up and felt heavy in his heart.

Zhang Chengliang's words suddenly made him feel a strong homesickness.

The vast Gobi Desert became more and more hazy under the moonlight. The wind blew gently, and the poplar leaves next to it rustled, breaking the tranquility here, but also disturbing his thoughts.

Missing is like the silver light of this land, falling gently on the hotbed of his memory. The swallow's gentle eyes are like the cold crescent moon, which penetrates his memory and concern. The silver light connects all his thoughts, and the scenes in the memory continue in his mind. The swallow's crisp laughter suddenly becomes so clear in the autumn wind, resounding in his ears.

The beautiful shadow waving his hand at a distance was like the hazy sky at this moment, and the hot tears, like white veil, gradually blurred his vision. Tears flashed, but it was just his lonely shadow standing alone under the moonlight, the cold wind blew, and the melancholy in the empty ground.

The swaying leaves, with the sadness of the season, gently telling the quietness of the night, only the night color blurs his mood at this moment.

Fugui looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, the bright moonlight was still there, and his longing was still there!!
Chapter completed!