"Who wants you to reply!" Yang Mi was anxious, and said reluctantly: "I'm just ...... I'm just looking for someone to talk to. ”

"Just chatting?" Fang Siyi asked suspiciously.

"Of course, do you want to have something to do with me?

Fang Siyi was speechless.

"Speaking of which...... It's been three or four years since we've chatted so easily, right?" Yang Mi looked sideways at Fang Siyi and asked with a smile.

Fang Siyi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yes." ”

"To be precise......" Yang Mi snapped his fingers and said softly: "It's three years, four months and seven days......

Fang Siyi finally left.

The driver drove the car, Fang Siyi looked out the window, and his mind was empty.

After the two started chatting, they were really just chatting.

The experience of these years, the process of these years.

Some anecdotes, some of the pressures I've suffered.

Nothing to talk about.

is a true portrayal between the two.

Even, some extremely ** things, the two also talked a lot.

But until Fang Siyi left, the two didn't say anything about being together or not.

Seem......

It's really just a pair of friends who haven't seen each other in a long time.

Fang Siyi didn't dare to think about it, he really didn't dare to think about it.

I don't dare to guess the meaning of "three years, four months and seven days".

She didn't dare to ask, she ...... Whether you really like yourself.

Because there are some things that are missed and missed.

Even if we know each other and understand each other, what about it?

Today's two are no longer the same as they were back then.

After that, they will still be friends.

Looking at the scenery galloping by outside the window, the expression on Fang Siyi's face gradually calmed down.

A light sigh passed away with the wind......

On the other side, after Yang Mi returned to the hotel at the foot of the mountain with his parents, he returned to the guest room with the Buddhist beads given by the master.

Sitting alone on the bed, more than two hours passed.

When she came back to her senses, it was already in full bloom.

After having dinner with his parents, Yang Mi returned to the room, hesitated for a moment, and took out a small diary from his bag.

Opening the small lock, Yang Mi took the pen and wrote down such a sentence seriously.

"Wednesday, 10/x/x, the weather was fine.

Today, I was given the name 'Zixi', and then ......" Writing this, Yang Mi suddenly tore off this page, and after a while, threw it directly into the trash, and then rewrote a new page.

"Today, under his watchful eye, I have been given the name 'Zixi'. When he finished writing his name, Yang Mi seemed to be stunned, and the pen in his hand paused for ten minutes before he put it down gently.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Yang Mi was stunned for a while, picked up the pen again, and worked hard to write......

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Wednesday, 10/x/x, the weather is fine.

Today, under his watchful eye, I have been given the name 'Zixi'.

I don't know why I thought of him inexplicably when I was faced with such a big thing as the name granting, and I don't know why I called him to come to the ceremony alone.

I knew he had a girlfriend.

And the relationship between the two of them is still very good.

Although I am not a good woman, I don't bother to meddle in other people's relationships, but why......

Why do you always think of him inadvertently again and again?

Between us......

Obviously nothing.

Maybe......

Maybe it's because I've just fallen out of love?

And he should be a closer girlfriend than my boyfriend to me, right? ^_^

A male girlfriend.

Maybe that's where he fits in my heart.

It's the kind of male girlfriend who can share ** with each other.

I know that this kind of thinking and practice is dangerous.

Even......

As long as he is a little worse, I'm afraid ......

It's just that just as he can't refuse me, I can't refuse him at all.

But we all know that between us, it is completely impossible.

Back then, I retreated, so from then on, there was really only friendship between us.

Today he thanked me, and the object of his thanks was Sister Yaya.

Saying that I want to be a matchmaker wants to go crazy.

I did want to go crazy, but I wanted to go crazy to myself.

Do you hate to marry?

A little.

I don't know exactly what my future partner should choose.

Rich?

Entitled to?

There is still ...... Yan's?

I don't lack money, I'm a star, and under the premise of no big expenses, my usual daily consumption is actually not much.

Right......

This kind of is very good, but it's just very good, I've never been interested in this kind of person, so the second generation of Quan, it's really boring.

Then in the end, it is also beautiful.

I'm out of love.

I'm a very ambitious person, and I'm still popular, and so is my ex-boyfriend.

There are more conflicts between me and him {ex-boyfriend}, and it is still stuck in life.

He likes a slow pace, and basically every work has to be precipitated, precipitated and precipitated and then picked up.

And in order to make quick money, I take any film and try any film.

I know I'm saddled with the title of "Queen of Bad Movies", but so what?

I still make money.

In addition, he {ex-boyfriend} likes to read, travel, and photography, in short, he {ex-boyfriend} seems to be a modern version of Yang Guo.

And I, accustomed to work, accustomed to life in the spotlight, my life is full of brilliant and colorful splendor.

But his {ex-boyfriend} doesn't approve of it.

We often quarrel together, and even often quarrel over trivial matters.

I love him {ex-boyfriend} a lot.

Pity......

The feelings gradually dissipated in this quarrel, the feelings faded, and if they continued, they all had pimples in each other's hearts, rather than waiting for the future to break up, it was better to give each other a space.

So we ......

Broke up.

I thought I was going to be very sad, and even my parents and friends who knew about me came to comfort me.

It seemed that this day became the saddest day of my life.

There was a moment when I wanted to become a monk.

When I came to my teacher, she told me that I couldn't become a monk because I was not finished.

I asked my guru what else I was doing, and she said that these questions should not be asked to her, but as if I should ask myself.

I was stunned, the first figure that came to my mind was not my ex-boyfriend.

But......

He.

A "girlfriend".

It's weird.

I know that he has a good career, a girlfriend who loves each other, and a harmonious and happy life, so I shouldn't bother, but ......

I called him before I was named.

Even on impulse, I invited him to my naming ceremony.

What's even more strange is that if he doesn't come, I won't start.

I know that this attitude is easy to misunderstand.

Misunderstanding is misunderstanding.

Just ......

I owe it to him.

But it's a pity that this man who is getting less and less courageous is still a northerner!

What a shame!

Beasts are not as good as beasts!