"The person in your paintings, he always wears a trench coat, his attainments in ancient poetry are definitely above any master of Chinese studies, and of course he is also a first-class performer. Yun Bo's words made Tong Meng more and more confused, and before she could ask rhetorically, Yun Bo said again: "Speaking of which, I should be your matchmaker, if I hadn't taken you and okra to his bookstore, wouldn't you have met so soon." ”

Tong Meng gradually pieced together complete information from Yun Bo's words, it turned out that Yun Bo and they had always been very curious about the boyfriend in their mouth, so one day he pestered Tong Meng to see her drawing book, in fact, he recognized the man on it at a glance that day, it was the owner of the "Wen Si Shan" bookstore located in the regent street thrift market, and he was also a world-famous Chinese musician - Ye Shengge. That's why he felt very lost that day, and from then on he was willing to be the best friend of childhood dreams and okra.

Tong Meng knew that Yesheng Song must be the back he saw on Regent Street, so he packed up his books and immediately ran to Regent Street.

"Wen Si Shan" is known as the most beautiful bookstore in Cambridge, which is divided into a book area and a coffee area, where Cambridge students often read and study, and a cup of coffee and a book can kill the whole day. When Tong Meng rushed to the bookstore, there was no Yesheng song in the bookstore, so she held a book and sat by the window to read quietly.

Before Yeshengge entered the bookstore, through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, she saw Tong Meng from a distance, she looked at the book quietly, and the noisy world seemed to be still because of her.

Tong Meng raised her head, just in time to see the dark blue windbreaker walking towards her, which made her calm heart flutter, and the situation in the dream gushed out in her mind, and she frantically drew the man in the windbreaker one after another, the man with a blurred face, was overlapping little by little with the night song in front of her.

"Hello!" Tong Meng put down the book in his hand and waved his hand to greet Yesheng Song in the distance.

Faced with the girl's active accosting, Ye Shengge was a little surprised, because he understood that the girl in front of him was definitely different from the girls who threw him into his arms in the past, and in the face of her gaze, he didn't dare to blaspheme.

Since Mingli, there has never been a girl who can make his heart pound.

"Hello. Ye Shengge smiled and walked up to her, it was obvious that since the half cup of Ukiyo Bai had completely broken the shackles on his face, he could finally control his facial expressions as he pleased. After a few days of grief, he came back to life, and now that Siren has passed away, he has decided to welcome his new life, but deep down in his heart, he will always keep a piece of pure land for Mingli.

Tong Meng carefully looked at his windbreaker, carefully looked at his face, at that moment she had too many things to say in her heart, too many questions to ask, "I...... I want to talk to you. ”

"Come with me. "Ye Sheng Song brings the child's dream to the top floor of the bookstore, and in late autumn, the roof of the building is very warm in the evening, the sky is dark red by the gorgeous sunset, like a magnificent red ocean, and the sunset is like a huge rose, wantonly spraying fragrant and spouting.

Yesheng Song and Tong Meng stood in front of the fence, overlooking the front. Suddenly, Tong Meng turned around and looked at Yeshengge for a long time, she tried to restrain the turbulence in her heart, but her tone was still so excited: "Will we meet again?"

Yesheng Ge used a melancholy face to hide the joy in his heart, "There are so many bookstores in this city, you just walked into Wensi Mountain, there are so many pairs of eyes looking for beauty this evening, you just walked into my sight, there are so many lonely souls in this world, you just walked into my heart." Now that you have met, don't part again. ”

The witty words of Yesheng Song, like bubbles, burst one by one in front of the child's dream. The man in the trench coat in front of him was separated from the man in his dream and the man with a blurred face in his painting, and the two figures gradually drifted apart.

"I'm sorry, I think I recognized the wrong person. ”

Jiang Wan was moved and sad by the disappointment on Tong Meng's face, he thought that he was too violent and scared the girl, so he asked cautiously, "Can you be wrong?"

Tong Meng shook his head, "If you want to know your mistakes, you can change them." ”

"That's unfair, you already know my name, I don't know your name yet. ”

"Child's dream. ”

Ye Shengge silently read her name and remembered it in her heart, "Is the person you are looking for similar to me?

Tong Meng, who was just about to leave, suddenly stopped when he heard this.