"Tuk Tuk" "Tuk Tuk"...

There was a quick knock outside the door, which pulled Yan Mo back from her chaotic thoughts, and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the door, her eyes flashed with a faint light, as if she was looking forward to it.

The door opened, Zhao Yuanyang appeared in her eyes, she unconsciously glanced at the door again, but her eyes faded at that moment, lost, but at the same time relieved.

Zhao Yuanyang held flowers in his hand and walked slowly towards Wen Jing with a smile on his face.

He looked at the tranquility in front of him, the beauty was impeccable, and a kiss full of love fell on her forehead.

Wen Jing's originally gloomy face was flushed, and the sadness faded, and the scarlet color of shame made the red appear deeper. She buried her head in Zhao Yuanyang's arms and raised a happy smile.

"Oh~~~"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the commotion came and went, and everyone was watching from the sidelines, with an expression of "it's not a big deal to watch the excitement".

Zhao Yuanyang looked generous, with a smile on his face, but Wen Jing looked a little shy, and buried his head deeper in his arms.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

A moment later, an inopportune, romantic-ruining cough came from a corner, pulling out the two people who were in love.

Zhao Yuanyang calmed down, cleared his throat, and said softly to Wen Jing: "The wedding is about to start, it's time for us to go to the wedding site." ”

"Hmm. Wen Jing nodded lightly, took Zhao Yuanyang's hand with a happy face, and walked away.

In this way, the two people slowly walked into the church under the attention and support of everyone.

Those beautiful shadows are a perfect match. Yan Mo smiled heartily, I don't know whether to be happy for the lover to finally become a family, or to envy them for everything from school uniforms to wedding dresses...

Yan Mo quickly followed, and when she walked to the door, she saw a tall back, and the man was talking on the phone in the corner.

It's just from a distance, in fact, he can't see the silhouette of the other party clearly, but Yan Mo just knows that that person is him.

“...”

Yan Mo couldn't control her steps, and moved a few steps in the direction of that person, the content of his conversation was not really heard, but what came into her ears was indeed the voice in her memory.

I miss his gentle and deep voice, the voice that surrounds me countless times... It's just that when this familiar voice sounded again, it was a little more unfamiliar.

Yan Mo couldn't imagine that he would meet him again in such a situation, after four years of separation, would he still remember her?

Yan Mo brushed her sideburns and broken hair, now she has always changed a little from the beginning, her neat shoulder-length short hair is now long, and her face is a little less innocent.

If she can be a little more lively now, she can still have a wanton smile in her eyes, take his hand without any scruples, and follow him with a dead face... Then it must have become the way he was when I first met him...

It's just that... Does he really remember? Yan Mo shook his head and sighed, maybe... It's not like Wen Jing said, he may have already been relieved, if so, what kind of her will be beside him?

For a moment, Yan Mo fell into deep thought, and her thoughts shuttled back and forth between reality and memories. The familiar fragments passed in front of him, and the young man who was as warm as the sun was smiling and waving to Yan Mo, gently calling her name...

The corners of Yan Mo's mouth raised a slight arc, and a smile appeared in her eyes, but before she reached the bottom of her eyes, she disappeared, and there was a faint sadness.

No one noticed Yan Mo's expression and mood at the moment, and everyone's thoughts were focused on Wen Jing, so they wouldn't notice anything unusual about her at all. Everyone was still laughing and making a fuss.

"Yan Mo, don't be in a daze, keep up, the wedding is about to start. ”

Someone shouted at Yan Mo, causing her to suddenly withdraw from her memories and shake her head gloomily, trying to drive away all her chaotic thoughts. Before turning to leave, she reluctantly glanced at his back and walked quickly to the wedding scene.

With the bell of the auditorium, Wen Jing and Zhao Yuanyang swore their love in front of relatives and friends, sacred and solemn.

When they exchanged rings with each other, the ceremonial flowers bloomed beside Yan Mo, and the people around them looked happy, Yan Mo was infected, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, but the arc did not change from shallow to deep, and it faded again.

At that time, she was twisted to the extreme. Maybe it's because she finally really sees the face of the person she has been remembering, but she doesn't dare to disturb.

Today, he changed into a suit, black and white, calm and restrained, with one hand in his pocket diagonally, standing quietly in the crowd, his eyes stayed on Wen Jing and his wife, but he didn't even leave her a little afterglow, didn't he see it?

No matter what it was, Yan Mo was still stunned. The handsome face is still the same as when I first saw him, and the years have only added a bit of maturity to him.

Her thoughts seemed to have run thousands of miles away, and his appearance could always stir up ripples in her heart. Everything in front of her is intertwined with the past, and Yan Mo begins to fantasize about what she will look like when she enters the marriage hall with him, whether she will be so romantic...

Maybe you can't hide loving someone, Yan Mo's eyes were full of longing and reluctance, and the moment she saw him, she was about to come out. There seemed to be a deep voice shouting in her heart, but she was cowardly and did not dare to take another step.

Yan Mo lowered her head, took a few steps back, and inadvertently bumped into a small champagne tower. The next moment, the glass crumbled and collapsed before her eyes.

"Bang-" The glass shattered to the ground.

This is not a small movement, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Of course, this also includes him - Shen Siyan. He had been holding his red wine glass steadily and talking to others, but he inadvertently glanced sideways at the messy place. The next moment, the red wine in his hand trembled slightly, splashed a few drops of wine stains, and his originally tall and straight body froze instantly.

Yan Mo smiled, her expression was quite embarrassed, she covered her face and ran away.

Wen Jing approached, stood beside him, and followed his gaze, Yan Mo's back disappeared little by little. She looked up at him, "What if... Then go and say hello. Maybe...

"There's no need, she and I have long been different. Shen Siyan interrupted Wen Jing's unfinished words, and his unwavering tone was calm to the extreme, as if he had really let go.

A small episode was revealed with the opening of the wedding banquet.

Yan Mo randomly found an empty seat to sit down, but coincidentally sat at the same table as him. The eyes of the two people touched, and Yan Mo subconsciously lowered his head.

The person on the other side just glanced indifferently at the panicked Yan Mo, and then moved his gaze elsewhere, thinking thoughtfully about something, with a coldness in his eyes.

At this time, Yan Mo didn't dare to raise her head at all. Maybe she was afraid to face his eyes, after all, she no longer had the courage she had at the beginning, and she couldn't easily raise her head and smile brightly at him, and said without shame: I miss you.

Finally, the wedding banquet ended in Yan Mo's apprehension, She couldn't wait to turn around, wanting to escape from this land, but met his eyes head-on.

Seeing that he was walking in his direction, Yan Mo's hands and feet didn't obey the call at all, and the whole person stood there stunned, like a sculpture, motionless.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to her, Yan Mo could clearly feel that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. I forgot to breathe for a while, and countless opening lines flashed through my mind.

Her eyes seemed to be expecting something, a glimmer of light, a throbbing heart beat restlessly for a long time, her hand tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and watched him take one, two, three steps, towards herself.

But when Shen Siyan passed by him, there was no pause, and Yan Mo's half-open mouth didn't even have time to say the words "long time no see", he had already walked away.

Yan Mo looked at the back of him leaving, and the hand that was clutching the corner of his clothes slowly loosened, and his face showed an incomprehensible look. Sure enough, he didn't have me in his eyes anymore...

His cold eyebrows and indifferent look made Yan Mo's heart throb a little, very shallow, very light, almost imperceptible, but it made her feel so painful.

Shen Siyan - the person she loved all her youth, finally... Completely lost...

Yan Mo smiled, and thought that when she saw him again, she could be calm. But when he was really standing in front of him, he couldn't hide anything, the thoughts and sorrows were all about to come out, and the disguised mask was ruthlessly removed, and a heart-rending pain followed, stabbing Yan Mo's heart one by one.

She fled the wedding scene with mixed emotions, it was already dark and it was raining lightly, like her mood at the time, dark and damp.

Along the way, she sat by the car window blankly, looking at the scenery outside the window passing in front of her, and the dusty memories would always sneak out inadvertently, catching her off guard...