"Niannian, I'll tell you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoYou're in a big relationship with Ethan's Liang this time. He looked at your painting in class, listened to my fascinating explanation, and immediately saw that it was from you, and asked me very dissatisfied, why you were absent. So, take care of it yourself, Ethan has his eye on you......"

Listening to Zhou Xi's sudden report, a big exclamation mark appeared above Gu Nian's head.

Therefore, she can offend Mr. Qiu Yichen Ethan across thousands of mountains and rivers?

Does this mean that as long as it is opened in the wrong way, no matter what position you are in, you will lie down?

Hanging up the phone inexplicably, Gu Nian shook his head helplessly. Smiling lightly, she raised her hand and asked the clerk to order a mango mousse.

The pleasant afternoon sun shines on the face warmly, as if people have slowed down the pace, and just want to quietly savor the time carefully.

It's no wonder that the coffee shop at the mouth of the alley is called Slow Time, and at this moment, it seems that I suddenly understood the deep meaning.

In this way, I don't know how long I sat by the window, until my eyes felt tired, Gu Nian finally put away the pen, slowly closed the notebook on the table, and prepared to leave.

Who knew that when I got up, my eyes were dark, and after a whirlwind, I didn't remember anything.

***

Coming out of the art classroom, Qiu Yichen's first reaction was to go to "Impression Book House".

As a work designed by myself, although it is not exaggerated to the point that it has different emotions like treating children, it is also a kind of dedication and responsibility to visit it from time to time as a partner.

However, what Qiu Yichen didn't expect was that when the car leaned against the bookstore and stopped, he didn't pay attention to the various customers coming in and out of the store, but first noticed the unstained face he was familiar with by the floor-to-ceiling window.

So, this girl who didn't even come to class, but handed in a good art assignment for Zhou Xi, actually secretly came to his bookstore to pass the time alone?

Is this a blatant contempt for his class, but he was caught in his urn and waited for the rabbit?

Thinking of this, the corners of Qiu Yichen's mouth unconsciously hung a faint smile.

Pushing the car door and locking the car, he simply walked into a café opposite the "Impression Book House".

On the second floor of the café, also by the window, Qiu Yichen's eyes involuntarily locked on the figure across the street.

She lowered her head slightly, intently writing on the paper, ignoring the silky shredded hair in her ears, as if time was still around her.

Looking at such a picture of spring and snow, Qiu Yichen also seemed to shine into a beam of sunshine in his heart.

So on the day the bookstore opened, did the book he pulled out of the bookshelf really belong to her?

Since opening the aqua-blue notebook by the floor-to-ceiling window that night, Qiu Yichen has a faint sense of déjà vu in his heart.

Unconsciously, he began to care about the messages in the "Write to My Future Self" section, and he gradually noticed a secret that would send several updated IDs every once in a while--the secret that could not be said.

It's like Jay Chou's song, and the person who wrote those words also made Qiu Yichen feel a faint irreparable, like a moth to a fire, constantly reminding him of the one-sentence diary in the bookstore.

Quietly looking at her from afar across the street, Qiu Yichen seemed to have returned to the time of three years ago.

The memory of Gu Nian began when he first went to Chicago for an exchange.

Walking on the campus covered with fallen leaves, it happens to be a colorful autumn season.

At that time, when I met her, I just went to the campus card center to apply for a visiting scholar exchange card. Ben also visited as a passerby, but accidentally noticed the only small and delicate Asian face on the desk.

Methodically processing the student information in the computer, Gu Nian quickly completed the processing request of a whole line of waiting queues.

When it was his turn, there was still a long queue behind him, and it was very likely that he didn't make too much impression on Gu Nian, so he just saw her smile slightly at herself, and missed each other in the crowd.

It wasn't until I met again at the bus stop while waiting for the bus that I realized that she was not as careful and serious as she was when she devoted herself to her work.

Picking up the student card that Gu Nian had inadvertently dropped on the ground, Qiu Yichen slowly paced behind her and patted her on the shoulder.

Feeling the fleeting unfamiliar aura on her body, Gu Nian frowned slightly and turned around, but when her eyes touched the student card that Qiu Yichen held up in front of her, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

In the long years since then, Gu Nian has become an inescapable landscape in Qiu Yichen's sight. It's just that he has been silently shadowing her, but he has never let her know himself in front of her.

And now, seeing her unexpectedly, even he began to wonder if things were what he had guessed.

It wasn't until he watched Gu Nian get up from a distance, and suddenly fell to the ground, that he rushed down the stairs and ran to the opposite bookstore with a quick thought.

When he arrived, Gu Nian's side was already surrounded by a circle of onlookers.

The clerk's little sister saw Qiu Yichen's sweaty face in a panic, and immediately nodded at him as if she understood.

Evacuating the crowd of onlookers, Qiu Yichen picked up Gu Nian and ran to the car through a short open space between the aisles.

Speeding all the way to the hospital, looking at the pale people in the ward, his heart felt the pain of pins and needles for the first time.

Maintaining a concern not far away, Qiu Yichen sat quietly on the edge of the bed staring at her face.

The long chestnut hair is casually wrapped around the side of the ear like brocade silk, and the two almond eyes on the bridge of the pretty nose are slightly together.

If he hadn't happened to pass by "Impression Book House" today, he really didn't dare to imagine what Gu Nian would have done in the end.

But if it weren't for Gu Nian's sudden fainting just now, Qiu Yichen wouldn't have known that he would unconsciously want to care about her.

It's just that when my eyes swept over the desktop just now, the diary on it seemed to be really aqua blue.

So the girl who "met a weird person" is really the one who often updates "Writing to My Future Self" on the webpage?

If this is the case, then she must have encountered something unhappy recently, otherwise how could she easily read the faint sadness of wanting to speak from her words.

Since she is used to being her shadow, she naturally doesn't want to be discovered by Gu Nian.

So looking at the infusion dropping one by one, Qiu Yichen took out his mobile phone, hesitated, and finally dialed Cheng Dongyang's phone.