The story of these five years was told in one night. Dawn is approaching, and the sky in the distance is slightly white.
Mr. Dai sat on the opposite side and looked at Ling Han quietly. He did not expect that all this happened a long, long time ago, and that the foreshadowing had been laid from five years ago.
This girl has been inextricably linked to herself since five years ago. He felt that the girl in front of him had a trait that others did not have—a shallow tone, a deep meaning, a different kind of calm beauty.
What was he going to do next, what was he going to say to her to make up for the five years of hurt? He didn't know, and his heart was lost.
Before that, he was very curious about Ling Han, and he felt that she was like a girl who came in the morning fog, looming. Now the girl had come completely up to him and looked at him, and he was speechless.
Mr. Dai finally spoke and said, "I'm sorry... He paused, not knowing how to say what he felt inside. He wanted to do something for this girl, he didn't want this girl to be hurt anymore, he wanted to make her happy.
Ling Han shook his head and said, "You don't have to apologize, you don't owe me anything." At that time, I was my own words careless, and I don't blame you. "
The more she said this, the more Mr. Dai felt guilty, feeling that the girl's unhappiness was all of her own making. How can he make up for it?
The two sat so quietly, neither of them speaking. After a while, it was dawn and they could hear the early morning bells. A new day begins.
Now, Mr. Dai lifted the first veil and vaguely saw the tip of the iceberg of her true face. He turned and walked away after not satisfying his curiosity, he was responsible for the story, he was responsible for the girl.
Unconsciously, he actually developed a sense of responsibility for this girl who had liked him for five years. He began to make a decision in his heart: "I'm going to give her everything she wants." ”
"I want to go back to school."
"I'll send you back. "
The two got up and walked out of the tavern.
The morning air was a little cold, Ling Han couldn't help but hold his arms, mr. Dai took off his coat and draped it on her body. She looked up at Mr. Dai, and neither of them spoke.
Walking to the car, Mr. Dai opened the co-pilot's door, Ling Han sat in, and he carefully closed the door. On the way to Cambridge, the two still did not speak. Strangely enough, such silence did not cause embarrassment.
The early morning road was quiet and there weren't too many passing cars. The trees on both sides are lush and lush, and there are the crisp cries of birds and the sound of warblers in the woods. The sun has not yet fully shone on the earth, the dew on the blades of grass is trembling, the flowers are fragrant, everything is so quiet, so beautiful.
Ling Han's gaze shifted from the window to Mr. Dai, and he saw that he was wearing a brown shirt with two buttons open at the neckline, a dignified expression, and his hands were pressing the steering wheel, thinking about something. Ling Han liked to look at his serious expression, and there was a kind of childlike truth in his expression. Ling Han wanted to reach out and touch the back of his angry head and comfort him, "Don't be angry, you will be happy." "
The car stopped in front of the apartment in the dormitory, Mr. Dai helped Ling Han undo the seat belt, opened the car door, Ling Han got out of the car, and the car door was gently closed behind him.
"Thank you for listening to me finish that story. "
"I hope there will be a next time. "
Mr. Dai looked at Ling Han with pleading eyes, hoping to get her certainty. Ling Han did not speak, turned around and walked up the steps, just at the moment of entering the door, Mr. Dai stopped her behind her: "Ling Han, can I see you again?" "