On an early spring evening, on the boulevard of Kowloon Park in Nangang, Zhang Xiaoyue and Peng Jiangming sat side by side on a bench.

"Jiang Ming, I would never have thought that coming to Nangang to participate in the exhibition this time will meet you again, it feels like a dream. The joy of reunion after a long absence made Zhang Xiaoyue's voice tremble a little with excitement.

"Xiaoyue, after going around and around for fifteen years, we actually met again in Nangang in this way? Peng Jiangming, who was sitting on the side, sighed.

Peng Jiangming silently looked at Zhang Xiaoyue beside him, with mixed feelings in his heart, suddenly dreaming fifteen, how many long nights, he met her in his dreams countless times, and when he woke up from the dream, all he saw in his eyes was the cold reality, the sea of people was vast, where was the beauty?

Now they are no longer young, they have experienced the ups and downs of life, they look down on the prejudice and indifference of the world, and they just want to have peace of mind.

In Peng Jiangming's eyes, after not seeing each other for so many years, Zhang Xiaoyue's appearance has not changed much, fifteen years have not left many traces on her face, her facial features are still so clear and handsome, and her big eyes are as clear as before, with aura, compared with her student days, she is just a little less green, and a little more charming and mature.

After calming down a little, Peng Jiangming said half-jokingly: "Xiaoyue, you are still as good-looking as before, but you have more temperament and charm than when you were a student." ”

This is the first "private emotion" he said to her after their unexpected reunion in the restaurant of the exhibition hall at noon, which can be regarded as the opening remarks of their private date tonight, this relaxed ridicule invisibly resolved the embarrassment, and also narrowed the spiritual distance after fifteen years of separation.

Zhang Xiaoyue has long passed the age when she blushes easily and her heart beats, but in the face of such a straightforward praise from her first love, she still feels her heart warm, and an imperceptible blush quietly flies up her cheeks.

"Hehe, look at what you said, I'm in my thirties, my youth is gone, what do you want to talk about. Zhang Xiaoyue said jokingly.

"Women have beauty at all ages, and we are both the same age, alas, how quickly time flies, and we are no longer young. Peng Jiangming sighed.

"Yes, the boys and girls of the year are now middle-aged. Zhang Xiaoyue said softly.

After a brief opening remarks, Peng Jiangming fell into a short period of contemplation, and returned to the Dongqiao River twenty years ago, back to his and Zhang Xiaoyue's youth, the Dongqiao River has the beautiful memories of their sweet first love, and the lifelong regrets they passed by.

Peng Jiangming knew very well in his heart that it was the harm that his family brought to Zhang Xiaoyue's parents back then, which caused their first love to end fruitlessly, and tonight's conversation was undoubtedly difficult, no matter who mentioned any one of the two families, it would bring her a lot of harm.

He was silently thinking in his heart, how to start this conversation to reduce the secondary harm to Zhang Xiaoyue, how to express his apologies, and how to win Zhang Xiaoyue's forgiveness?

Looking at Peng Jiangming, who was silent, Zhang Xiaoyue seemed to guess his thoughts: "Jiang Ming, we have known each other for more than 20 years, and now we are all in our thirties, what else is there to worry about? ”

Peng Jiangming looked at Zhang Xiaoyue and said, "Xiaoyue, when I see you, I think of a lot of things from the past, those things about the two of us. ”

Zhang Xiaoyue also seemed to be touched by the "past" in Peng Jiangming's mouth, she smiled and said: "Jiang Ming, the time in the restaurant at noon is too short, we don't have a chance to talk about our hearts, just now when we had dinner, four young people from our two companies sat together, there are some things we can't say, now on the boulevard of Kowloon Park, there are only the two of us, it is better to open our minds and talk about our experiences over the years." ”

Peng Jiangming silently looked at Zhang Xiaoyue, who was charming and moving against the background of the orange dew lights, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for many years burst out again, and he read softly: "The water on the bank of the Dongqiao River is clear. ”

Hearing this poem, Zhang Xiaoyue was instinctively stunned for a moment, and then read: "Xiaoyue is silent and the wind is long. ”

"Xiaoyue, tonight's moonlight is not like the Dongqiao River twenty years ago, and I wrote this first letter for you. ”

"Yes, it's all spring in March, the breeze is blowing, the difference is that we were young at that time, and now we are all middle-aged. ”

Speaking of the past, Peng Jiangming could no longer control the boiling emotions in his heart, he held Zhang Xiaoyue's hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Xiaoyue, how is the current situation in your hometown?

The difficult conversation finally opened a breakthrough, Zhang Xiaoyue wanted to withdraw the hand that was clenched by him, the harder she tried, the tighter Peng Jiangming clenched.

"Oh, hometown?" At the mention of her hometown, Zhang Xiaoyue seemed to be touched by something, the smile on her face disappeared, and she lowered her head and whispered: "The situation in my hometown is difficult to explain. ”

Her subtle movement made Peng Jiangming feel shocked: "Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you, has something happened?"

Zhang Xiaoyue quickly calmed down, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Jiang Ming, it's okay, there is nothing we can't say at our age." ”

She withdrew her hand, brushed her clothes, sat up straight, and said calmly: "My parents are long gone, my little sister worked in Shenzhou after graduating from college, and she has already married a family." ”

"What, are your parents gone?" Zhang Xiaoyue's seemingly calm narration was like a stone thrown into Peng Jiangming's heart, and the past from many years ago was peeled away in front of his eyes little by little.

"Yes, they all left before I graduated from college, and then my little sister went to college, and I provided for it. ”

"Xiaoyue, it's really hard for you. Zhang Xiaoyue's experience evoked painful memories in Peng Jiangming's heart, and the strong sense of guilt made him heartbroken, and he regretted his evasion back then, and couldn't help but hold her hand tightly again

"Oh, nothing, it's all gone. ”

"Then you rarely go back to your hometown?"

"Except for the occasional trip home to visit my parents' graves, I rarely go back, and for me, my hometown has nothing to worry about. ”

"Oh".

Zhang Xiaoyue seemed to tell the story lightly, but Peng Jiangming felt heavy in his heart when he heard it, and the past that had been sealed for many years was about to be stripped away layer by layer.