Originally, before he met anyone, Wang Qiang was still strong in spirit, for fear that no one would rescue him after fainting from heat stroke.

The moment he saw his old classmate, he finally relaxed, put down the feet of his bicycle, and squatted there to gasp for air.

Jiang Lijuan was taken aback by his actions, immediately jumped off the bicycle, ran over with small steps, and said with concern: "Wang Qiang, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

Wang Qiang's dry throat was a little speechless, and he pointed to his mouth with his right finger while panting, "Thirsty, thirsty." ”

He just wanted to ask Jiang Lijuan if he could buy a bottle of water for the small shop next to the gas station in front of him, but he heard the girl leave a sentence "You wait", and then Jiang Lijuan's little feet in red wind sandals quickly ran back to the yellow sports car, and took out a large water bottle from the basket, and the glass bottle contained brown liquid.

Walking back, Jiang Lijuan had already opened the lid of the water bottle and hurriedly handed it over, "The sweet and sour water in it, you drink it quickly." ”

In the countryside of Haitong in summer, sweet and sour water is a must-have thing for every household to cool off. Sweet and sour water, as the name suggests, is water made by mixing saccharin and vinegar in cool, boiled water.

Wang couldn't wait to take it, and poured it into the throat with a big gulp, and the cold sweet and sour bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and poured into his stomach along his throat, and his body temperature dropped a lot at once, and his comfortable body 84,000 pores were opened, and his head was clear.

Jiang Lijuan said strangely: "Slow down, slow down, no one will rob you." ”

Wang Qiang, who looked up and drank water in her performance, naturally couldn't see it, and he drank too quickly, and a lot of water spread down the corners of his mouth, and there was a cool feeling on his body.

After drinking most of the half can of water in one go, he put down the water bottle and kept panting, "Whew, huh, thank you." After finishing speaking, Wang Qiang calmed down a little, and looked at Jiang Lijuan a little embarrassed, "I've drunk all your water." ”

Jiang Lijuan wore a little white dress today, with a small pink straw hat on her head, which looked more foreign.

To tell the truth, when she was in school, Wang Qiang never looked at her carefully, there were two very beautiful girls in the main class, not only him, but almost all the boys in the class looked at those two girls.

I don't know if it's because the girl in front of him helped him when he was in trouble, he suddenly felt that this old classmate with a goose egg face and big eyes was very cute.

"It's okay, who are you?" Jiang Lijuan took the water bottle and twisted it, looking at it curiously.

Wang Qiang said helplessly: "The tire burst, the weather was hot, and I almost suffered from heat stroke." He stood up and looked at Jiang Lijuan, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to bring food and water to my dad. Jiang Lijuan took off her straw hat as she spoke, and fanned him as a fan, and said with a bit of a bury in her tone: "What are you doing when you go out on a hot day, come, fan you, don't wait for a real heat stroke, I can't drag it out." ”

On the side of the road that was so hot that it was suffocating, a gust of fragrant wind swayed from the side of the straw hat, Wang Qiang suddenly felt that there was something called happiness born at the tip of his heart, he never thought that blowing the wind was also a kind of enjoyment.

It's just that they are classmates, not his wife, Wang Qiang felt embarrassed, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop it, saying, "Don't, I'm fine." ”

"And said it's okay, look at your face is pale. Jiang Lijuan glanced at him and continued to fan him.

Wang Qiang was really at a loss, the atmosphere was slightly awkward, he wanted to find something to relieve this atmosphere, and teased the other party: "Why are you so good to me, you won't like me, right?"

"Phew, who likes you. Jiang Lijuan spat, but her fair cheeks were smeared with two crimsons, and she pretended to be angry and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you." "The movement of fanning the wind in my hand did not stop, and I knew at a glance that I was not really angry.

Is it really?

Wang Qiang was a little stunned, then shook his head, what are you thinking, I haven't said a few words to Jiang Lijuan's classmate for three years, how can people like him? If he has to say that he has had contact, he remembers that when he was in the second year of junior high school, Jiang Lijuan was molested by a male classmate in junior high school, and he opened his voice to help, the male classmate in junior high school lived in the north of Wang Qiang's house, so he was very face-saving, or it was not good to not give face, for fear that he would go home and talk nonsense.

That's all the intersection of the two.

After about two or three minutes, Wang Qiang felt much more comfortable and stopped: "Okay, okay, I really don't need it." He could see that the girl's own hot face was covered with sweat.

Jiang Lijuan wiped the water droplets on her face with her hands and asked, "What should I do if your car breaks down?"

"What can I do, push it to the town to fix it. Wang Qiang got up, held the car and prepared to push forward again.

Jiang Lijuan hummed, returned to her small sports car, patted the bicycle carrier, and motioned for Wang Qiang to put the car on.

Wang Qiang was stunned, "Don't you send food to your father?"

"No hurry, breakfast is late. Jiang Lijuan stuffed the water bottle into the car basket, stroked the long hair sticking to her face, and said softly: "I'm afraid that you will really suffer from heat stroke later, so let's go with you." ”

It should be a little past now, and even if breakfast is late, her father should be hungry early.

Even if you're an old classmate, there's no need to do this, right?

Helping to give water is already a matter of duty, unless ......

In fact, at this point, how can Wang Qiang, who is forty years old and has long been aware of human feelings, not understand, I'm afraid she is really interesting to herself, but now her concept is relatively conservative, if she takes the initiative not to find out, it is estimated that she will not say it for the rest of her life.

Just like in the previous life.

Although I don't know why she likes herself, Wang Qiang still feels a little weird, from the time he graduated from college in his last life, he thought that he only liked and pursued others, but he didn't expect that there would be admirers.

Besides, Jiang Lijuan is also above average.

Hey, if it weren't for the little person in my memory, maybe it would have been possible, but now I can only say I'm sorry.

Two sentences of resignation.

Jiang Lijuan said resolutely: "Wang Qiang, are you still not a man? ”

Yes, I can't refuse.

Wang Qiang had no choice but to belch, put the bicycle horizontally on the cargo carrier and hold it with his hands.

"You hold on, don't take it off, I'll push it in front. Jiang Lijuan wiped the sweat from her right cheek, and without waiting for him to answer, she pushed forward.

"Eh, slow down, slow down. Wang Qiang hurriedly grabbed the bicycle with both hands to prevent it from falling, so that he was much more relaxed. However, Wang Qiang understood that he should not accept this sudden feeling, so he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb along the way, and tried to remain silent as much as possible.

The girl's skin was relatively thin, and seeing that he was silent, Jiang Lijuan didn't know what to say, and the two walked silently on the road one after the other.

A breeze blew.

Jiang Lijuan suddenly turned around and said, "Wang Qiang, I'll listen to you when you sing a song." ”

Wang Qiang held up the bicycle that was a little tilted, and said casually: "What do you want to hear?"

"Whatever, I'll listen to whatever you sing. After Jiang Lijuan finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the road.

"Good. Wang Qiang thought about it carefully and decided to use a song to show his attitude, even if the other party didn't really like him, then he wouldn't be embarrassed, so he sang softly-

"This moment suddenly felt so familiar. ”

"Like yesterday and today at the same time. ”

"My tone turned out to be like you...... I knew it was a stroke of luck to be hurt, but I couldn't give myself all of it...... It seems like yesterday, but yesterday is very far away. ”

"But I can still see it when I close my eyes, but it's a pity that it's not you......"

The singing is fluttering, Wang Qiang can't help but feel a little sad, there are many things in the lyrics that seem to tell everything about him and his wife, like yesterday and today at the same time, but I can't see Yiren, there is a pity that you are not with me to the end of the sadness.

Jiang Lijuan's shoulders trembled slightly, and after listening to this song attentively, after a long time, she said: "This song is so good, you sing it well, whose song, why haven't I heard it?"

Wang Qiang sweated for a moment and said vaguely: "What, I don't remember, maybe a female singer from Hong Kong and Taiwan sang it." He didn't lie, it was indeed sung by Taiwanese singer Liang Jingru, a Malaysian-Chinese.

Then the two of them were silent again.

A few kilometers of road is not far, silent, quickly walked to the intersection of Farmer's Street, it is time to separate.

Wang Qiang exerted his arms and took the car off, a car next to him sped by, and suddenly the dust was flying, he stabilized the car, waved the dust with his hand, and said, "Hurry up and send food to your father, he must be hungry." ”

"Then I'll go to the store. Jiang Lijuan's face was full of beads of sweat, and she said goodbye with a little reluctance.

Wang Qiang saw that her back was wet, and he was a little moved, but he still smiled casually on his face: "Well, thank you today." ”

"It's fine. Jiang Lijuan saw that he didn't say anything else, and was a little disappointed and pushed the bicycle south.

After staring at her back for a while, Wang Qiang let out a long sigh.

Blame me for not being able to tell you clearly.

I'm just as helpless about love.

He retracted his gaze guiltily, and was ready to find a car repair shop to fix the bike first, comforting himself in his heart, maybe he thought too much, and people didn't really like him.

Yes, it should be.

As a result, as soon as she stepped out, Jiang Lijuan shouted, "Fool, how do you know it's a pity it's not me?"

"It's not ......" Wang Qiang's head was dizzy, anxious, and he just wanted to turn around to explain, but found that the girl was shy and hurried away on a bicycle.

It's true!

He was messy in the wind in an instant, I'll go, this misunderstanding is big.