The restaurant where you have dinner is right next to the river. The night is reflected in the river, blending with the lights on the other side of the river, like multi-colored ice cream surrounds each other. The wind passes through the river, bringing a cool and cool atmosphere.

Dr. Fu, who was unable to continue to rush, was reluctant to breathe in the wind by the river.

"I just don't like Jiang Han."

Chen Fan brought her a cup of tea, leaning against the fence by the river with a smile on his eyes, waiting for her next words.

"Actually, there's nothing to say."

Fu Xia looked at Ye Jing and Jiang Han in the distance, and saw that Jiang Han was still repeatedly checking whether Ye Jing was injured, so he felt that it was not so disliked.

"The main reason is that he used to like Xiaojing, but he made Xiaojing fall in love with him for a long time."

Fu Xia remembered something when he was in college many years ago.

It was just shortly after school started, and Ye Jing joined the legal aid club to go to the suburbs of Shou City to provide legal aid. It was originally a team of two people, but another classmate got the flu and couldn't get out of bed. Ye Jing also caught a cold, but was afraid that the work of the person being assisted would be delayed, so she held herself to drive over for several hours.

Fu Xia was afraid that she could not stand it alone, so she happened to have nothing to do that day, so she accompanied her over.

Neither of them looked at the weather forecast. When they were almost busy in the suburbs in the afternoon, they looked up at the sky and found that it was yellow.

"It's a sandstorm!" The aided villagers advised them to stay here for one night.

But tomorrow both of them still have classes.

Fu Xia suggested to see if he could catch the bus back and rush back while the sandstorm had not yet arrived.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two arrived at the bus stop, a gust of wind blew over and blew away the information book in Ye Jing's hand.

The book was blowing far away with the wind. When Ye Jing and Fu Xia reacted, the book was soon lost in the yellow sand all over the sky.

The information book records information about the helper. Ye Jing was so anxious that the bus had not arrived yet, so the two of them could only look for the book under the yellow sand all over the sky.

The two of them divided into two groups and searched for a long time but couldn't find them. However, the wind and sand became even stronger, and the sky was so dark that it seemed to have lifted the yellow wind monster's nest.

Fu Xia ate a mouthful of sand and was blinded by his eyes.

If someone kind-hearted gave her a transparent raincoat, Fu Xia would have suspected that he would not be able to find his way back.

Ye Jing was even worse than her and fell hard, but the two of them still couldn't find the notebook.

After returning, Ye Jing was lost all day, but Fu Xia met Jiang Han the next afternoon.

Jiang Han said nothing, put the things on Fu Xia's table and was about to leave.

Only then did Fu Xia see that what he sent was the notebook that Ye Jing lost.

"Where did you get it?" Fu Xia was surprised.

Jiang Han did not answer her, but there were fine sand on the dark blue coat.

The sandstorm outside the window has not completely ended, and Fu Xia can hardly imagine how he went to the suburbs of the city to retrieve Ye Jing's lost notebook.

Fu Xia remembered what he said before, he would withdraw from Ye Jing's life, just looking at the notebook and Jiang Han, she couldn't help asking.

"Don't you really give it to Ye Jing yourself?"

His expression seemed to change for a moment, and then he smiled faintly and shook his head.

"I don't want to bother her anymore."

He left after he said that.

When Fu Xia took the notebook to Ye Jing, Ye Jing began to write new notes based on her memories.

Seeing the lost and regained notebook, Ye Jing was so surprised.

"Xiaxia, where did you find it?!"

Fu Xia couldn't tell her, telling her not to ask, "I've just been there anyway."

Ye Jing stopped asking and couldn't help but hug her, "Xiaxia, you are so lucky. I can benefit from you!"

Fu Xia guessed that it was because someone gave her a raincoat that day to cover up the wind and sand, which made Ye Jing think she was lucky, and she also felt that sometimes she was lucky.

But this time it has nothing to do with luck.

Fu Xia looked at Ye Jing and really wanted to tell her the truth.

Tell her that she had a crush on the fruitless court male god, but she had actually liked her for a long time.

But this was lingering around Fu Xia's mouth many times, and she finally swallowed it back.

......

The river breeze in Pu City blew Fu Xia's long hair scattered on his shoulders, squeezing and swaying with the sound of the river rushing on the bank.

Fu Xia looked up and looked at Jiang Han and Ye Jing not far away. The former looked at Ye Jing with helpless look, and his voice blew faintly from the wind.

"Xiaojing, we are already married. Can you consider the existence of me? Don't always remember me, okay?"

Ye Jing nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand, I will remember!"

Jiang Han looked helpless when he looked at his wife, and Fu Xia gloated and leaned over the railing by the river.

"I deserve it. Who made him not appear in front of Xiaojing before? Xiaojing got used to taking on the trouble alone."

After she said this, the man beside her smiled and sighed softly.

"Jiang Lu also has his own difficulties."

Fu Xia raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "What do you mean? Do you still sympathize with him?"

When she said this, her brow raised very high, and she looked up at her, but she looked proud.

Her lips were rosy like red wine in a goblet. Chen Fan looked at her for a few seconds before saying that he didn't dare.

"I dare not, just say it."

Fu Xia squinted his eyes and couldn't help but think that Jiang Han and Ye Jing were in deep trouble before, but he took the initiative to solve the problem for Jiang Han.

She looked at him.

Today he wore a minimalist thin gray grid silver round-neck T-shirt, with his slender neck exposed, and half of his body leaned lightly against the fence on the shore. The Adam's apple on the slender neck stood out slightly, and rolled up and down as his words were.

He looked at her with his eyes down, and his eyes flowed gently with the light on the river. No matter where he turned, it was reflected by Fu Xia's shadow.

Fu Xia's heart beat for a moment.

He knew Jiang Han and Ye Jing very well, so he helped so quickly.

So how did he understand?

The memories of the past are like the scenery wrapped in the yellow sand. They are still misty and cannot be seen clearly until a gust of clear wind blows, blowing away the wind and sand, revealing the reality under the wind and sand.

Fu Xia remembered it.

That day, she and Ye Jing went to find the notebook separately, and the wind blew the notebook away without a trace.

The yellow sand is man, Fu Xia searched back and forth for a long time but couldn't find it. She opened her mouth and wanted to call Ye Jing, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was filled with yellow sand.

She could only shut her mouth quickly, but when she turned her head, she was poured into her eyes by wind and sand.

A large splash of water suddenly surged in his eyes.

The wind and sand were getting heavier and heavier, and several people around him were running to find a place to hide.

But sand came into Fu Xia's eyes, tears poured out, and in this yellow sand tent, I couldn't see anything clearly.

At this moment, someone suddenly walked over from the wind and sand.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, and only remembered that he was wearing a camouflage outdoor suit, a black hat and a mask, and the arrogant yellow sand was blowing everyone, but only swirling behind him, as if sending him on the wind.

Fu Xia watched.

And he strode over and covered Fu Xia's head with something.

Fu Xia was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was a transparent raincoat.

With a transparent raincoat covering the wind and sand, you can barely see the road, which is like pulling Fu Xia out of the sand.

But she still couldn't find the way, let alone Ye Jing.

Fu Xia looked at the people around her. She couldn't see him. She subconsciously thought that he might be a firefighter or a soldier garrison nearby.

I was a little close to him for no reason.

"I can't find my friend." She said loudly in the wind and sand.

I don't know if he heard it, but I saw him turn around and walk away.

The yellow sand is like a TV snowflake, and his figure and sound are soon unable to be viewed in the TV snowflakes.

Fu Xia didn't know where he went, but she thought this person would not come back.

But a minute later, he walked out of the wind and sand again like a TV that was miraculously restored.

"Come with me."

Fu Xia was surprised and almost tripped by the stone with his foot. In the wind and sand where everyone became dull, he quickly helped her with his eyes and hands.

Fu Xia didn't even see his hand clearly, so he withdrew his hand and said softly.

"Be careful."
To be continued...