It’s Colder Today

Zhang Guangwei not only lent them his house for temporary residence, but also used his car for Shiyun's daily transportation. The flight was not waiting for anyone, so Zhang Guangwei had to suppress his urge to nag.

It was originally a strange environment, but now that Zhang Guangwei and the others have left, Shi Yun feels a little more comfortable. Wei Cong asked her to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water because she was thirsty.

Shi Yun tested the water temperature and it was okay. She told Wei Congying about Jeff texting her. He didn't say anything and just told Shi Yun to stop talking to him.

After saying that, Wei Zongying stretched out his hand: "Give me the remote control."

Shi Yun heard the sound and found the remote control under the pillow. He was not interested in TV dramas or anything like that, and he adjusted the channels casually. The temperature had dropped a bit after the typhoon, and the news was reporting the losses caused by the typhoon. But the topic changed, and the upcoming meteor shower was mentioned again, and local residents were reminded that the temperature will drop slightly in recent days, and they should pay attention to keeping warm at night when watching the meteor shower.

"Hand me the blanket."

The blanket was not in the living room, but in the guest room where they slept.

Not long after Shi Yun sat down, he listened to him ordering people around like an uncle, and said flatly: "You have so many things to do."

Wei Songying: "Didn't you just tell Zhang Guangwei that you could take good care of me?"

And gold medal service.

Shi Yun stood up angrily: "For 8 pounds, what else do you want from good service?"

On the way to the guest room, her footsteps stomped loudly on purpose.

There is really no good service. After all, the packaging bag has to print the sentence "Pictures are for reference only, everything is subject to the actual product." The gold medal service is for reference only, everything is subject to the strength of the blanket thrown over.

Wei Zongying took off the blanket thrown on his head and covered himself: "Let's go back tomorrow afternoon to get some things, and then watch the shooting stars at night."

After saying that, the person next to him moved over and held his face affectionately, smiling with a distressed expression: "Did the blanket hurt you just now?"

He replied with a smile, "Yes, the loss will be deducted from your 8 pounds salary."

There were not many ways to deal with a person who started to be shameless. Shi Yun always felt that there was something wrong with the eight pounds, but he didn't know what it meant. It might have been said by which book or author.

The next day, they had an early dinner. Shiyun drove him back to his house. The damage to the house was obvious, so Wei Zongying went to the third floor.

Fortunately, the astronomical telescope was not damaged. I took some thick clothes from the closet and stuffed them into the car.

They drove along the street in front of Wei Zongying's house. They did not go to the Forest Park, but drove to the vicinity of the Memorial Tower. On the other side of the Irish Sea was Ireland.

The dark blue water looks like pen ink in a huge glass bottle. The làngcháo stirred up by the wind washed over and over again on the rocks and breakwaters.

The white làng flowers were obstacles and the sea water was knocked up high. Half returned to the sea, and half landed on the shore.

The lighthouse in the distance has been abandoned, just like the centuries-old castle built along the coast, which has been neglected.

They set up the astronomical telescope, and Shi Yun put on an extra coat. After adjusting the telescope, she sat on the front of the car next to Wei Zongying.

The dark green grass has also turned into darkness. Looking at meteors these days, one can already predict the approximate time.

In ten minutes, the meteor shower is about to streak the night sky above the Isle of Man.

The sea breeze blew through the vegetation and stirred the ships moored in the port.

Wei Zongying raised his head and looked at the huge night curtain. Shi Yun told him that there were still ten minutes left, so be careful about your neck soreness.

But he still looked up and said suddenly: "I used to think that the two of us were like two pieces of a puzzle."

——Two seemingly matching puzzle pieces, the gaps seemed to match, but in the end it was discovered that they were wrong.

Shi Yun imitated him and looked up at the sky: "But only the wrong puzzle pieces will fit together tightly."

"It seems true." Wei Zongying withdrew his gaze and looked at the person next to him, his eyes darkening a little, "Can you tell me about that person?"

No name was said.

Shi Yun was stunned: "He Yun?"

Wei Cong nodded.

Shi Yun didn't know what he wanted to know about He Yun, so he could only tell him everything he thought of, but the memory of that person had gradually become blurry.

Below the sloping hillside is the Irish Sea, with waves sounding under the silent sky.

Every era needs people like He Yun, or the former champions and today's rebels...

They have been neighbors since childhood, brothers who are several years older, each other's first love, and a love leading to marriage. In the end, only Shi Yun was left with a suicide note with no apparent love poems written on it.

She didn't even know what was written on it yet.

Wei Songying had never thought that the meaning of each person's life was comparable before. Taking out the heart and soul and weighing the weight was something that only Anubis could do.

It's rare to feel so ashamed.

His throat felt a little dry: "...It's hard to forget such a person."

Shi Yun tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder: "I don't want to lie to you. Sometimes I think of him, but it's not because I can't let go."

She admires righteousness and those who use their lives to break away the darkness. But I still hope that my lover can be by my side, within arm's reach.