Wu Wanting sat on Ou Xiu's sofa, twisting her sore neck from side to side. For two hours, she was fiddled with by the attentive female boss and tried on no less than twenty outfits. Fitting on clothes was a physical task, and she was very tired.

Han Meijuan was busy in front of the computer on the counter, registering Wu Wanting's clothes, and instructed the clerk to transfer the goods from the warehouse tonight and deliver them to the TV station early tomorrow morning.

"Hey, hey, hey, wake up. Wu Wanting patted Ivy who was dreaming next to her.

Ivy opened her eyes in a daze, and there was a pressed red mark on her forehead. She straightened up, looked at the clothes display in front of her, and thought about it for three or four seconds before she realized where she was.

"You can really sleep. Wu Wanting complained in a low voice, "I'll go to the fitting room to change into my clothes, and I have to eat a big meal tonight to replenish my strength." ”

"No problem, let's go eat Chongqing hot pot, I'll have a treat." Ivy smiled sheepishly.

Wu Wanting got up and walked towards the fitting room.

Ivy glanced at the time, six o'clock in the afternoon. She sighed, and actually slept here for two hours. Her mind was still a little cloudy, and she rested her elbows on her thighs, her hands on her face, and looked aimlessly at the mall outside the store.

At this time, it was time to get off work, and there were more customers in the mall. There are people who meet up with friends to eat or watch a movie, and there are also single white-collar workers who hang out here after work.

Suddenly, her eyes began to focus, the muscles on her face stiffened, and her heart raced around her ribcage like a frightened lamb.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the store, Ivy saw a very familiar face. With a serious expression, he stood straight on the escalator and slowly ascended to the floor where she was.

Mu Tianze. Am I still dreaming? Ivy took a deep breath and pinched her face, it hurt, and she could feel the burning pain on her face.

This is not a dream. It's him, it's really him.

I haven't seen him for a few years, Mu Tianze's appearance has changed a little, but Ivy recognized him at a glance. The fluffy bangs that used to be combed up, revealing a broad and smooth forehead, with a bit of inaccessible indifference in his eyes, and there was no longer the brightness between his eyebrows.

Ivy was in a mess. Before he could think about what to do, he was already walking towards him. In desperation, she hurriedly picked up the magazine next to her and covered most of her face with it.

"Meijuan. ”

He stopped at the door of the store, looked past his shrunken self, and called in the direction of the counter.

"It's coming. ”

The voice of the female boss sounded in his ears. Ivy turned her head to look behind her, and the moment she saw Han Meijuan, she was stunned for five seconds, her breathing became difficult because of this, and her hands and feet were almost paralyzed. It's her again! He's still with her.

Han Meijuan walked to the fitting room and said through the door: "Anchor Wu, I'm sorry, I have a date at night, let's go first." If you need anything, feel free to call me. With that, she picked up her beige handbag and walked towards the door.

Ivy hid her face behind the magazine, and her gaze moved back to Mu Tianze. He wore a white T-shirt with a round neck and brown cropped pants, and his demeanor was slightly more relaxed than before, and he waited at the door very gentlemanly.

Han Meijuan walked up to him, smiled at him, and said something affectionately. She grabbed his arm and faded out of Ivy's sight.

Four years, more than a thousand days and nights, Ivy has imagined the scene of meeting him again countless times, and she wants to walk up to him calmly, with a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, and say chicly, "Hey, long time no see." ”

It turned out that she couldn't do it at all.

All the memories of the past flooded into her mind, and the strength she disguised was as weak as a sandcastle, and she was suddenly beaten back to her original form.

Ivy felt cold all over her body, and the tip of her tongue was bitter. She tilted her head and blinked desperately. It didn't work, the tears still flowed down unobeyedly, and the people and things around them all turned into a blur.

Wu Wanting came out of the fitting room and drank the flower tea prepared for her by the clerk in one go. The temperature of the tea is just right, and the aroma of jasmine remains between the lips and teeth after drinking.

The clerk brought a pen and paper and asked her to leave her delivery address. She quickly wrote down the address of the TV station and her phone number, thanked the two clerks, and prepared to leave.

"Anchor Wu, can we take a photo with you?" asked a clerk with a shy face.

"Absolutely. Wu Wanting nodded generously and took a photo with the two big boys.

The two of them held their mobile phones and stared at the photo on it rarely, with a bright smile on their faces.

Her stomach was so hungry that she was growling, and when she thought of the spicy Chongqing hot pot, fat cow, fat sheep, hairy tripe, duck intestines, and then dipped in fragrant sesame oil, Wu Wanting swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

She looked at Ivy and saw that she was still sitting on the couch, holding a magazine in front of her eyes in an eerie manner, but her body was shaking violently.

This girl is hungry and cramping, Wu Wanting thought. She walked up to Ivy and called out to her, but she didn't respond. She raised her voice and called her again, still no response.

She got closer, took away the magazine in Aivy's hand, and when she saw her appearance, Wu Wanting was really startled.

"You...... What's wrong with you?" asked Wu Wanting at a loss.