"Smile."

With an eager dry and hoarse call, Yinzhen, who was lying on the bed, sat up suddenly, his white underwear soaked his shoulders and neck with sweat.

The little figure was gone, and there was no strange street he had followed all the way.

On the other side of the street, Zhan Xiao, who was pulled in his hand by his mother, turned around and smiled at him, blinking his big eyes and laughing. In front of the school gate, a boy ran up to her, she smiled and called his name, and he was laughing, handing her the steaming breakfast.

She smiled happily and browled her eyebrows, not as tightly furrowed as she did when she saw a boiled egg. She waved to herself, turned around, no longer looked like she was nostalgic, and walked in with the boy, out of sight.

His head hurts very much, as if he heard Bang'er leave home, as if he heard Yue'er's sad cry, as if his whole body was so cold that he couldn't stand it and couldn't stand it steadily.

Familiar curtains, familiar quilts, familiar people. Every scene in front of him is familiar to him, but it is no longer 300 years later, and he can no longer see the little girl he once really touched.

"Yinzhen?" Teratsuki, who was guarding the bedside, looked at the person who suddenly woke up in his sleep, leaned over and called softly. She couldn't understand why she suddenly called this name at this time in the year she had been back home, she had always been Yue'er, and she was as stubborn as she was back then.

Yin Zhen looked at her, stroked the similar eyebrows, eyes, and lips, and held her hand in his palm.

I can't believe that I actually came back, just like when I went, inexplicably.

Such a real feeling, looking at her really, holding her and sleeping under the eaves of the night rain all night, is it a dream?

Two of them, one is still young and innocent, and the other has been with her for more than 20 years. has a similar appearance, stored in different time and space, different surnames and different names. Whether it belongs to you or not.

Such a real dream, like experiencing it yourself. If it is true, in her heart, is there a memory?

"Smile ......" Yin Zhen hugged Siyue to her chest, her still hot cheeks pressed against her, and murmured, "Yue'er." ”

"Yinzhen."

He responded as gently as the little girl, two different voices intertwined and wrapped around his heart. There are also tears dripping from his heart, falling in the same place, so hot that he can't ignore it, as if it hadn't happened.

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Midsummer, midnight.

The stars are dotted, and the moon is half bent.

Yin Zhen sat in front of the small courtyard gate and woke up slowly. It's still a shirt and trousers, and it's still the same face.

Gently stroking the empty steps beside him, there was no sound in the courtyard, as silent as an alley. Squinted slightly, looking deeper into the quiet alley.

What's in your heart? Secure? After he still fell asleep with a high fever, he came back here.

There was a pink handkerchief in his pocket, a small, faint apple fragrance mixed with a hint of sweetness. On it is a lifelike white kitten, with three words embroidered in red thread at the corners - show a smile.

Whatever it was, he returned. Go back to the place where she was, the time when she didn't belong to herself.

Yinzhen stood up and listened carefully to the movement in the courtyard gate, but it was still quiet.

At the entrance of the alley, the faint sound of conversation made him frown and turn around to look, squinting his eyes to see clearly.

Vaguely two figures, walking side by side, walking in the dim alleyway. There were no street lights, and the light of the stars and moon sprinkled behind them, pulling out two growing shadows, and the two young faces flickered in a small cloud of white light, which could not be seen really.

"You don't need to send it, I'll just run back these few steps, and you can go home early, so as not to worry Auntie."

"It's okay to get to the door, it's not bad for a while, if my mother knows that I left you in this alley with a broken street lamp, she will beat me out, do you want to see me homeless?"

"Then I rushed back to school overnight, and printed a message in the school magazine, and I promised that within an hour of Monday morning, the applicants would be lined up from the boys' dormitory to the girls' dormitory, and you would be dazzled. When the time comes, the teachers who have been released en masse will hunt you down. ”

The gradual laughter stopped somewhere, as if the two people suddenly stopped moving forward, which made Yin Zhen, who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, frown, and his face was hidden under the dim eaves, and he was so gloomy that he was at that time in the dark night.

This laughter is so familiar to him that even with his eyes closed, he can imagine the expression of the woman who made this string of laughter, but, who is that man?

Yes, men.

Her voice was different from what he had seen before, no longer the snort of childish words, but a little more squeamish and charming of a little woman, as if she had grown up overnight.

Even if he can't see it clearly, even if he doesn't have to look at it, he knows that the person walking in the alley is smiling, his smiling. It's just, who is walking beside her? That man!

Yin Zhen couldn't figure it out, but he woke up in his sleep, and when he came back, it was a different scene.

At this time, he had no intention of distinguishing what was going on, there was only one thing that kept repeating in his mind, his smile grew, and he was no longer the little girl who had fallen asleep peacefully in his arms when they met before. At this moment, beside her, there was a man, in the middle of the night.

"What about you? If you come, I'll cut you in line. ”

"Haha, thank you, I won't join in this fun, lest I die innocently, let me live a few more years. I just stood aside to watch the scene, capturing the lively scene of the school grass being chased and intercepted by the girls of all families, and I can't say that there are girls from neighboring schools who come here, and I have to strive for a wonderful live replay of the next issue of the school magazine. When the time comes, remember to sign for me, maybe you can make a fortune, and by the way, soothe the fragile young hearts of the girls who have not been captive to you. ”

"What about your conscience?" Jiang Yucheng, who was standing in the alley, held his mobile phone in one hand to illuminate the smiling smile in front of him, and with the other hand, he shook the top of her lowered head and reinserted it back into her trouser pocket, shaking her head and smiling bitterly, "Lin Ruoli is right, your conscience the size of a grain of rice, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a day of boiling and cooking." ”

"It's good to know. Gone, tired to see everything like a pillow, go home and sleep. Zhan smiled and turned around and ran away, ignoring the people standing behind him, waved a few steps, stopped, and whispered behind him: "Thank you for sending me back, come back quickly, see you next Monday." ”

Jiang Yucheng looked at Zhan Smile a few steps away, and both of them stood stubbornly, like two people in a mirror, also tilting their heads and looking at each other with a smile. The light of the mobile phone dimmed, and no one moved. It wasn't until he shook his head in compromise first, turned around and walked to the alley, and then ran towards the courtyard gate with a smile.

Zhan Xiao, who stopped in front of the courtyard gate, lowered his head and touched the key in his bag, Yinzhen's figure was dark in the corner, his eyes were fixed on the delicate beauty wrapped in a camisole, a denim skirt, and a slender and straight legs exposed to the hot air. Even on this night when there are only stars and moons, there are still curves and youthful atmosphere, but I can no longer smell the faint smell of apples.

He glanced at another figure that had disappeared at the end of the alley, and felt his blood rush up.

"Smile."

In the cold lowness, there is no possible temptation, complete certainty.

Zhan leaned his back against the courtyard gate with a smile, grabbed the key in his hand, took out his mobile phone, and shone it to the corner where the sound was made.

Yin Zhen's face leaned closer, shining under the short white light, and her clenched jaw lined with dark eyes that emitted a faint light, so frightened that she couldn't help but shrink her neck against the courtyard door, looked up and tried to look, and whispered tentatively, "You...... Who? ”

Yin Zhen grabbed her arm violently, encircled her between herself and the courtyard gate, and the tip of her nose almost touched her little face with wide eyes, "You, don't you remember me?" ”

"Let go of my ......" The bag and key mobile phone in his hand fell at his feet one by one, and he smiled and struggled to push the suddenly approaching body, his hands propped up on his chest and glared at him to threaten, "If you don't let go, I'll beat you!" ”

The jerked knees were pressed against the door faster, and the waistcoat and low-waisted skirt showed a small slender waist in the struggle, and his palms held it down warmly, lifting it off the ground and pressing against him. His black trousers pressed against her legs, which were getting whiter and whiter in the moonlight, and his other hand was attached to her skirt to fix her writhing waist and hips, and his fingertips seemed to inadvertently sweep the silky tightness of the outer thighs, causing her to shudder, and both of them were stunned at the same time.

"Jiang Yucheng ......" The smiling cry was hidden under his palm, and it dissipated silently, his eyes were still stubbornly staring, and there was already some fear in his eyes. His hands were crammed between the two bodies that were close to each other, blocking her heaving chest.

His eyes were even darker, his brows were locked and he stared at her helplessly looking at the alleyway, swept the looming ups and downs under the neckline of the back of her hand that she kept refusing, gritted his teeth and repeated, "Jiang Yucheng? ”

The name is familiar, like I've heard it somewhere.

A lot of images flashed through his mind, intermittent, staggered, and quickly grasped.

The little boy, in front of the school gate, she called his name with a smile, and he gave her breakfast......

It's him!

How many years has passed?

There is no way to know. He only knew that the little woman in front of him, or the girl, had grown up in his dreams, and he didn't see the inexplicable closeness or trust he had when he was a child, and there was only fear.

At this time, she was still in front of him, without distance.

time, but too fast to grasp. Like a distance of 300 years, it cannot be reunited.

Show a smile, Jiang Yucheng, the two of them, grew up together...... In the meantime, there was no him.

These years, these years, childhood sweethearts?

His heart felt like it had been stabbed by something, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand and retreat.

He, who doesn't belong here, has a relationship with her in a hurry.

She still remembers that night in the rain? Will it ...... Remember him?