The holy light passed by the iron fence wrapped around the balcony and quietly sprinkled in. The tall and straight figure seemed to be covered with a layer of hope, and slowly walked towards this side, with soft warmth.

"Okay, go up." Zhan Beicheng walked steadily in front of Xingye in his trouser pocket with one hand in his hand.

"Thank you! Young man! Treat Miss Xingye well. Miss Xingye is a good girl and worthy of your cherishment! Haha!" Grandma Li smiled kindly, moved to Zhanbeicheng happily, and raised her hand and patted Zhanbeicheng on the shoulder.

Zhan Beicheng raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and his deep eyes suddenly swept past Xingye's clean face. His low voice was like the sound of the waves slamming on the reefs in the middle of the night. It was empty, but it was stained with an irresistible breath.

"Don't worry, grandma, I'll treat her well!"

"Okay! That's good! Miss Xingye has been lonely for so many years, and finally found someone to hurt. OK!" While saying with a smile, she crossed Zhanbei City and walked towards the kitchen...

Zhan Beicheng's words made Xingye feel a little surprised. His eyes flashed gently, and the ripples were clear, but he kept silent. He just looked at Zhan Beicheng with a faint look, and his light steps had already stepped up the stairs.

‘Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting!’ The rhythmic sound of steps seemed unusually clear in the empty walkway. Zhan Beicheng followed Xingye while his deep eyes were observing the surrounding environment.

"This small building is a bit old and looks a bit old, but the environment here is very good." Xingye, who had already stopped by the door, slowly turned around and unexpectedly encountered Zhan Beicheng's scrutiny look, and simply explained calmly.

After saying that, he gently pushed open the door, looked at Zhan Beicheng quietly, and signaled him to follow him. Without any hesitation, Zhan Beicheng followed him strode.

"I only have tea here, you will give it." A clear and moist voice came, and a cup of tea that was still slightly steaming had appeared in front of Zhanbei City. The emerald green tea leaves slowly circling in the cup, and a light tea fragrance came to your nose.

Zhan Beicheng took it up without hesitation and took a sip carefully.

"Not bad." Obviously satisfied, he gave a simple evaluation and took another sip.

Xingye nodded indifferently, slowly sat down next to Zhanbei City, reached out to pick up the remote control on the table, and turned on the TV.

"Do you like drinking tea?" Qianqian asked, but her light eyes fell on the TV screen.

"Well, I like the taste of tea."

"This tea was given by a enthusiastic herder on my trip. I tried to soak it a few times. It feels good. If you like it, you can transfer it to you. I often don't stay at home and rarely drink tea. I won't be moldy when I keep it, and it feels a pity." Xingye turned his head and stared at Zhanbeicheng's handsome but firm face. His clear face pulled a slight crack.

Zhan Beicheng paused his eyes, and his deep eyes quietly passed through Xingye's white face. After thinking for a moment, he said quietly, "Okay."

He has always been decisive in his work, and he will say it directly if he wants to, and he doesn't care about anything that is embarrassed or embarrassed, a typical military style.

A wavy wave of light appeared in Xingye's faint starry eyes, and a faint fragrance like a green lotus flowed through the air, with crystal clear and slender fingers resting on his knees.

"Do you live by yourself?" Zhan Beicheng gently put down his cup, his sharp and deep eyes were also locked on the TV screen, but he said something from his mouth.

Hearing this, Xingye's clear and beautiful eyes fainted. The ten fingers on his knees tightened slightly, and his tightly closed red lips trembled slightly, "Of course..."

"Why not with your parents?"

"Die." A self-deprecating and indifferent voice came over, and a faint melancholy spread.

Zhan Beicheng was slightly stunned, and the elite's eyes suddenly became depressed. It was hard to say what it felt like, but I felt a little stuffy in my chest. It must have been infected by her melancholy aura. It turned out that she was alone...

"Sorry!" Zhan Beicheng said in a low voice.

Xingye took a breath lightly, and her beautiful and soft red lips as beautiful as rose petals opened slightly, "It's okay, I'm used to it, it's okay to be alone, at least free, right?"

"The price of freedom is loneliness, but occasionally I envy you for your life without restraint." In fact, they have many similarities, both lonely and desire warmth.

During those days in the northwest, he would also miss home and had comrades in the army, but he never denied that he also longed for family affection and even love. Although these may be a luxury for him, desire is desire. His experience of loneliness will not be as shallow as anyone else.

The reason why he didn't consider getting married is, after all, the bigger reason is that he couldn't find someone who could make him believe in waiting. Over the years, countless blood evidence from his comrades told him that marriage is not as simple as imagined, especially military marriage! He sometimes envies his grandparents. Under the organization's arrangement, the two got together like this. Although these were also caused by fighting and making trouble, that kind of happiness can be seen. The stubborn grandfather really regarded grandma as a treasure, and grandma also loved grandma deeply? Otherwise, he wouldn't always take grandma out to see the sunrise and sunset!

"Maybe, the reason why I feel lonely is because I have something I want to have. If I don't think about it or care, everything will be calm. Don't mind, this is just the opinion of a wanderer. I think you should be happy, at least for me, you are." When Xingye said these words, his eyes never left the TV screen, and the cold words gave people a feeling of being out of reach.

"It is a common human nature to be happy about things and sad about yourself. If you can take things lightly, it is naturally the best, otherwise it will only increase your worries." A deep and slightly hoarse voice came.

Upon hearing this, Xingye did not reply immediately. He turned his head and looked at Zhanbei City calmly. The calmness was something that could not be relieved even when the impermanent years of life were unstoppable. The star eyes were shallow, as if the hazy autumn rain was flying, hidden behind the half-red maple leaves, but there was an indescribable melancholy.
Chapter completed!