Since I went to the Oriental Pearl with Yang Xuecian that day, He Meili always felt short of breath when she saw him again.

Taking advantage of her position, He Meili secretly looked at Yang Xuechan's personnel file afterwards, obviously he was three years younger than herself, but in front of him, she felt that he was older than herself. Of course, He Meili also noticed that the Yang Xue Chan ethnic group of the Da Lai Nuoer people in Manchuria, Inner Mongolia, is of the Han nationality, her father is a businessman, and her mother is a herdsman.

The strange combination of business, herdsman, and beauty gave He Meimei's intuition that he was a solid family at the junction of urban and rural areas. Food and clothing are worry-free, poverty alleviation is inevitable, and getting rich or on the way is far from being enough, and there is a slight surplus compared to the bottom.

Obviously, a chicken rib. He Meili almost didn't need to think about it before she decided to give up. The age difference is one of them, and so is the poverty of the poor. At this age, if she doesn't consider marriage at all, that is the biggest irresponsibility to herself!

Thinking of this, at noon that day, she finally raised her head and received his undisguised warm gaze.

"That. ”

Before she could speak, she was snatched up by Yang Xuechan.

"I heard that in the Shanghai Tower, the tallest building in China, there is a 360-degree panoramic view of the observation hall. Would you like to compare it yourself?"

Xiao An saw Yang Xuecian and He Meili coming together from a distance, left his companions beside him, trotted all the way to Yang Xuechan's side, and said with a panting smile: "You guys, what are you talking about?"

Yang Xue Chan turned her head generously: "I want to invite her to the sightseeing hall of Shanghai Tower." ”

"I want to go too. ”

"But I just want to invite the girl I like. ”

Xiao An was petrified on the spot: "Are you chasing her?"

Yang Xue Chan looked at He Meimei, her eyes were earnest and bright.

He Meili looked at the little fresh meat in front of her, suppressed the old cow's natural instinct to eat tender grass, and smiled. She couldn't say yes. The internal injuries of minor surgery have not healed yet, she has just been kicked out of her ex-boyfriend's house, she has not much money, and she is downcast in a third-rate hotel that is greasy no matter how you look at it, and her life is simply leaking everywhere. Where is she so bright as she wears.

"You'll regret it. For the sake of him inviting her to the revolving restaurant of the Pearl of the Orient like a crystal palace, she persuaded her truthfully.

"It means that you know too little about me. Yang Xuechan's expression was serious.

He Meili staggered her gaze and shook her head to leave.

Yang Xue Chan didn't chase after him, He Meimei's refusal didn't bring him any frustration, what should he do. Xiao An stayed where he was, feeling panicked.

The man she fancy fluttered his wings and wanted to throw himself into the arms of other women before he could cover the heat, what could she do. Only - Xiao An looked around, and before he turned around, he was attracted by a figure.

Clean, so clean! The clothes are clean, the hair is fresh and delicate, and the skin is smooth and smooth. It's rare to find such a clean girl, let alone a man.

Xiao An suddenly felt a sense of timidity. I heard that everyone feels inferior in the face of love. Is this her love coming?

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Yang Qingqing has just returned from a trip abroad.

In the past, I only made promises, and I suffered from gains and losses, but the result was only to make my life a mess. After learning from the pain, she sorted out her thoughts and set a strategy, but she couldn't bear the living habits like a rolling torrent, enveloping her, and she didn't know where to start in a hurry, so she could only watch the days slip away day by day.

She needs to make a big slash and shout stop!

In order to open up a new situation, she asked her boss for five days off and ran to Harbin alone.

Everyone has a dream city. Yang Qingqing remembers that Zhu Beni's dream city is Madrid. Madrid, the capital of Spain. Between Yang Qingqing and Zhu Beini, they have not yet become familiar with each other's dreams.

The reason why Yang Qingqing knows this is because Zhu Beini published an article in the school's literary supplement in her freshman year.

"One of her classmates had a dream of Paris, so she drew a picture of the Eiffel Tower and hung it on the wall. My dream place is Spain. I don't know much about Spain. When I was very young, I read a fairy tale "The Semi-Pulled Chicken of Madrid", and when I was a little older, I read Sanmao's Madrid and the Sahara, and without thinking and reasoning, I fell in love with Spain and Madrid. I have a religiously cult-like affection for Madrid: never rational analysis, but deep yearning. ”

To this day, Yang Qingqing can still blurt out the article about the land of dreams. I'm afraid that the author himself has long forgotten.

Yang Qingqing often suspects that it was her outstanding humanity that was demonstrated at the beginning of her enrollment that attracted Xu Wenheng to look at her with admiration.

Inspired by the article, Yang Qingqing decided to find a dream place for herself. Wandering around Chinese place names, she found that the name "Harbin" was the most suitable. Its name does not contain a single vulgar word, and the combination is catchy, inexplicably exotic. Everyone knows it, and there is no need to explain it in a nutshell.

Perfect, that's it, she said to herself.

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to talk about my dreams with anyone during my four years of college. The land of dreams is gradually forgotten.

Now that the sorrow is coming, in order to calm the inner turmoil, Yang Qingqing has to escape from Shanghai, only to remember the former dream place.

Departs last Saturday and returns next Friday. Take a red-eye flight from Harbin Taiping International Airport, which lasts 3 hours and lands at Pudong International Airport.

At 1 a.m., public transport was suspended, and the late-night airport bus was available, but it was not on the way. The black car didn't dare to sit, so Yang Qingqing chose a taxi back to his nest.

Every time I return, I feel that Shanghai is beautiful. Originally, I stayed in a city alone, but after a long time, I didn't feel empathy. People are still as alienated as they were at the beginning, and the city seems to be their own city.

Returning home after a week's absence, the joy is clearer. Unable to wash and change, Yang Qingqing threw herself on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

When she woke up in the morning, Yang Qingqing kept a low profile on weekdays and began to look for someone on WeChat.

"Beni, do you miss me?" did not send a text, Yang Qingqing directly used the voice.

"You're back, I want to think about Harbin's red sausage!" Zhu Beini replied with a smile.

"Are you free at noon today? There are souvenirs. ”

"Good. The location is booked and sent to me. ”

Yang Qingqing found Xu Wenheng's WeChat, hesitated, and sent the knocked invitation. With Zhu Beni as bait, she believed that unless he really had something, he would definitely come.

Sure enough, Xu Wenheng readily agreed.

Yang Qingqing gave a business card called "Dehe Teahouse" to Zhu Beini and Xu Wenheng respectively.

Yang Qingqing didn't plan to ask them in detail if they brought people here, from now on, she would hold a "class reunion" on a regular basis with a clear banner, and it didn't matter who the classmates brought, what mattered was the classmates.

Of course, Yang Qingqing also secretly expects that if Miss Liang doesn't look down on the place where ordinary people gather, disdain to be in the same stream with unknown people, and refuse to go together, it will naturally be better.