A Land Rover, after driving past at great speed, retreated extremely backwards, until it stopped in front of Chang An, and splashed her trouser leg with muddy water.

Does this man drive?

Chang An already had a lot of grievances in his heart.

"Hey!" she rushed over and slammed down the window, "how do you drive?"

Usually she doesn't clash with strangers on the road, but today she is in a really bad mood, she feels that there is an evil spirit rushing out of her abdomen, but the owner of the car has not responded after a few consecutive shots.

The color of the light blocking film on the window is too dark, and there are a lot of raindrops on it, and the driver is not visible at all.

Chang An was a little deflated, the rain became heavier, and the horns of other cars sounded behind him.

This is the main road, and it's not good to be blocked here.

Forget it, Chang An exhaled in defeat, hung down the bag on his head, and turned around to go to the opposite side, but just after walking a few steps, he heard a "bang" on the door behind him, as if someone was running over on the pond.

She was just about to turn back, but her wrist had been grabbed, and she was slammed back from behind, so strong that Chang An's whole person was forcibly twisted directly.

The sharp wind blew away the hair on her sideburns, and the tips of her eyes were slapped by the ends of the hair, and the strands of hair fell between the fluttering eyelashes, and the eyes were suddenly removed.

was about to accuse, and somehow someone grabbed his wrist on the road, but he could raise his head and hit a face.

Chang An heard his own gasp.

The rain was falling in a hurry, but she stood in the rain and remained in a dragged position for several seconds, before a slurred word burst out of her throat.

She shouted, "...... Elder brother. ”

It is rare to see rain in the winter in Beijing, but when it rains, the fog is heavier, and the cold and humid air is covered with gray dust.

Is it a dream? Chen Haodong thought it should be a dream, but there was obviously a temperature on the thin wrist in his hand.

He wanted to open his mouth several times, and wanted to speak out several times, but every time a word overflowed into his mouth, he was forced to retreat.

He was afraid that he would wake up as soon as he dreamed, and the person he was holding in his hand would turn into a cloud of green smoke and dissipate in the fog.

Di Di Di ...... Didi......

"Hey, is the car in front of you still going away?"

"What the hell is in the way!"

An even more piercing whistle came from behind him, finally breaking the stalemate between the two.

Chang An turned his pinched wrist.

"You let go..."

"Can you let go first?"

……

More than half an hour later, there was a café on the side of the road.

Chang An took off his coat that was half-wet from the rain, and wore a high-necked waisted knitted dress inside.

She pointed to the leather coat on Chen Haodong's body, "You...... Your clothes are wet, do you want to take them off?"

Chen Haodong ignored it, and his eyes were fixed on Chang An like radar.

Chang An subconsciously bit his lower lip, pulled the drink list on the table, and flipped it over, "What do you want to drink?"

The man on the other side was still silent.

Chang An suppressed his breath and flipped it casually, "Do you want a cup of coffee?" latte or mocha?"

Equivalent to asking for air, Chang An had to lick his lips again to relieve his somewhat tangled emotions at this time.

"Then I'll give you some order. She raised her hand to beckon the waiter, "Two lattes, thank you!"

The waiter wrote down the order and left, the air around her was terrifying, Chang An rubbed her knees silently twice, her hands were no longer so cold, but unfortunately she didn't dare to look up at the person opposite.

The rain was still falling outside, and it was knocking on the glass.

"That's... Did you come here for the memorial service?"

She was purely speechless, but unfortunately Chen Haodong didn't appreciate it, so he looked at the woman in front of him.

He drove from the field to come, set off last night, drove more than eight hours of high-speed into Beijing City, the car set up navigation, when the funeral home door navigation voice reminder destination is nearby, so at that time his eyes in a circle, want to find a place to park.

It's not particularly fast, but it's not slow either.

There is a pit at the entrance of the funeral home, the wheels run over, and the body is heavy, which will naturally splash.

He vaguely heard someone outside the car screaming "ah", and quickly bounced away, it should be a woman, wearing black clothes and short hair.

Chen Haodong didn't care, and he didn't have time to care, his eyes hurriedly swept over the car and passed her, but his heart seemed to be hit by something.

That woman, that figure...

The action reaction seems to be more sensitive than the thinking in his head, and when he can't make an accurate judgment, he has already stepped on the brake at the first time, or a sudden brake, shaking Chen Haodong rushed forward, leaned forward violently and rebounded, his back hit the leather chair, and his eyes fell on the rearview mirror.

The rain in the city of Beijing, the mist that fills the water makes everything seem unreal.

Chen Haodong looked at the silhouette in the rearview mirror, watched her retreat to the roadside platform, bent down and shook her trouser legs twice, and it was impossible to tell how much muddy water she had splashed, because she was dressed in black, except for a small white paper flower pinned to her chest.

Chen Haodong felt that his eardrums began to buzz, and his voice was inaudible.

He reversed the car, moving closer, until he could see her features and even her expression.

She looked very unhappy, wrinkled her nose and wrinkled her brows, and when she was aggrieved and angry, she was exactly the same as she was a teenager.

Then Chen Haodong watched Chang An, who was originally standing on the high platform, walking towards his car.

She tapped the window twice.

"Hey!"

"How do you drive?"

"Do you know that this will splash water on pedestrians in the past!"

The sound flickered and flickered, wrapped in the rain outside.

Chen Haodong felt that the eardrum that had been closed was instantly washed away again, and the sound poured in like a flood.

Chang An's voice, the voice that I have dreamed of many times in my dreams.

Through a thin layer of glass, he watched her shoot the window outside, angry and anxious, as if he was going to scold people in the next second, Chen Haodong felt that it was not quite right, this was not her style, she used to be angry and would not reason with a stranger on the road even if she was angry.

Looking at the person in front of him again, he had short ear-length hair, a small face, a pale complexion that had been washed by the rain and even his lips were a little pale, and the black knitted skirt on his body wrapped the silhouette thinner and smarter.

It seems like a dream, but Chen Haodong woke up.

He stared at Chang An for five or six minutes.

Chang An finally couldn't stand it anymore, and turned his gaze from the window to meet his dark eyes.

"Brother, don't stare at me like that, it's scary!"

She already felt her scalp tingling, and she probably had goosebumps on her body.

At this time, the waiter came over with two cups of coffee, Chang An pushed one of them over, picked up the other cup himself, and did not drink it, but first held it in his hand to warm his palms.

There was a mist in front of her, and half of her face was hidden behind a huge mug.

Chen Haodong's fingers on the table finally let go and asked, "What's the matter?"

Why are you here?

What happened three years ago?

Where have you been for so long, and why have you shortened contact at all?

Even if there are thousands of words, thousands of questions and problems, he has been brewing for a long time, or he has been delayed for a long time, and what comes to his lips is nothing more than these four words.

Chang An exhaled while holding the cup, and the steaming heat was blown away by her at once.

The rain in Beijing had been falling for a long time, and the pedestrians on the streets were depressed, and the temperature was frighteningly free, but fortunately there was a cup of hot coffee to warm up your hands.

“…… That's how it happened, I only recovered my identity some time ago, and I contacted Jiahui a few years ago, and the rest of us shouldn't know yet. ”

Maybe it's because I've been repeating it recently, talking to Zhou Wei, Chang Jiahui, and even Liu Shulan more times, each time more concisely, each time more calm, and finally I told the three-year experience in a few words.

Chen Haodong didn't speak for a long time after listening, but turned to look at the rain outside the window.

I thought that this rain was really the right time, and I poured everything through.

"Brother?"

Chang An saw that he was silent and shouted.

Chen Haodong unconsciously flicked the handle of the mug, others may still believe her few words, including those days in Tianyou, but he can't, because he has had a similar experience and knows how difficult this journey will be, and even he once doubted the authenticity of Chang An's statement.

How is it possible, put her with those things, no, no, no, you can't even think about it, let alone have to go through it one by one.

It's too cruel, just because he understands, so he feels even more distressed.

"Brother!" Chang An shouted again.

Chen Haodong bit his cheeks and turned around, he didn't control it well, and his eyes were still a little red.

Chang An sneered.

"Crying?"

“……”

"No, it's all in the past, I'm fine now, really!"

“……”

"And it will get better and better in the future, as for why I haven't contacted you for so long, one is that I don't know where you are, my previous numbers have been lost, and I am afraid that like this situation now, you feel sorry for me, and I feel uncomfortable, but when I saw Jiahui a while ago, I asked about you, and she said that everything is fine with you, and I am relieved. ”

Chang'an rarely chattered endlessly.

She really hated this oppressive and sad atmosphere, unnecessary, really, not like this.

Chen Haodong gritted his teeth, and looked out the window in a blink of an eye, he should understand her character, she used to be such a decent person, she spoke softly, eating, walking, sitting and even sleeping, she couldn't wait to find the most beautiful and beautiful posture, so she definitely didn't want to mention those past unbearable things.

She didn't want to mention it, so he shouldn't have asked more.

"Well, you have this conscience!" he said, turning around.

Chang settled down, and then quickly laughed, "Yes, you are not the first person to say that I have no conscience, but conscience is a few cents a pound, and I can't eat it." ”

It was rare for her to be so optimistic and bright, Chen Haodong felt that he was really thankful, he raised his hand and pointed behind Chang An, "Come and see him off for the last ride?"

Chang An was stunned, and when he turned around, he saw his coat hanging on the hanging chair, and the other little white flower on his chest was still there.

"yes, come here to see him off for the last time!"

Chang An untied the flower from his clothes and pinched it in his hand, a ball made of paper, which looked a little rough up close, and was drenched by the rain, and it was not very formed.