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She had no way to squeeze to the front, and she was afraid that the child would make a mistake, so she gave up squeezing to the front.

Lowering her eyelids in disappointment, she clutched the bag in both hands and sighed, ready to leave.

It's been many days since she returned to City C, and she really hasn't seen Kong Mingjie.

She said goodbye three years ago, and I don't know what happened to him later......

Just as she turned her head in disappointment, suddenly, the familiar voice in her ears sounded again.

This time, there was a playful smile in his voice.

"It's really not easy for Kwon's elevator to squeeze in. ”

"Yes, Kong Shao, every time I come, it's like a war. No, I didn't squeeze it up. ”

"Another day, we have to ask their president to lend us a special elevator. ”

Several of the men laughed, but they were quite patient, standing at the entrance of the elevator and waiting.

Several young men in white shirts stood in the crowd and stared at them from time to time.

Among them, including Mu Qingqing.

She turned her head, and finally found the familiar figure in the crowd.

Kong Mingjie, yes, it's Kong Mingjie!

I haven't seen him for three years, and he has changed a lot!

When he was in high school, he was already tall, but now he looks like he's grown a lot taller. A clean white shirt with a clear smile.

Mu Qingqing slowly raised his head and met his face.

The eyebrows and eyes are handsome, the smile is gentle, and the conversation and laughter are lively.

The gentle voice passed through the noisy human voices, and every word was captured by Mu Qingqing.

Looking at him through the crowd, the corners of Mu Qingqing's lips also showed a sweet smile.

Time is warm, and the years are not old.

From time to time, there were many people walking around, and the figures of men and women walked past Mu Qingqing's eyes, but her eyes stayed on Kong Mingjie's body and never left.

She suddenly wanted to look at him like that, as if five years ago, she was sitting on a spring swing rack, and he was gently rocking her swing.

At that time, the spring breeze blew gently, and under the warm sun, she leaned on the swing frame and looked up slightly, and saw his clear eyes and gentle smile.

Spring is full of flowers, and the sky is blue and tranquil at the age of eighteen.

Unexpectedly, three years later, he is still a male god, standing in the crowd is particularly eye-catching.

"If it can be decided today, I will hand over this contract to their president to sign. ”

Kong Mingjie flipped through the folder in his hand, frowned, and thought carefully.

The elevator was still rising, Mu Qingqing simply held the document bag, leaned against the wall with a smile, and tilted his head to look at Kong Mingjie.

A male god is a male god, pleasing to the eye.

She was not far from him, but because there were too many people, Kong Mingjie didn't see Mu Qingqing.

When the elevator rises to the top floor, it finally stops, and then slowly descends.

Across the crowd, Mu Qingqing finally called out softly: "Kong Mingjie!"

Kong Mingjie was discussing the plan with his colleagues around him, concentrating, and did not hear Mu Qingqing's voice.

Mu Qingqing walked over, walked through the crowd of people coming and going, and stood in front of him.

"Kong Mingjie. She smiled again and whispered his name.

Kong Mingjie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head. This voice is all too familiar, how many times has it haunted my ears.

It's been three years since anyone called themselves that.

Kong Mingjie froze in place, staring at Kong Mingjie all the time.

That's right, it's Kong Mingjie, it's her.

Now, he and she are only two steps away. He watched her quietly, her voice lingering in his ears.

Kong Mingjie, Kong Mingjie..........

It's been three full springs, summers, autumns and winters.

Mu Qingqing tilted his head and took another step forward: "Male god, long time no see." ”

Kong Mingjie took the folder and came back to his senses, with a big surprise on his face: "Qingqing, it's you." ”

"It's me. The west wind hates a lot, and it can't blow away the eyebrows. Mu Qingqing read softly.

Back then, when the rain curtain was low, she stood side by side with him outside the classroom, holding a language book and pestering him to read the poem.

Kong Mingjie's voice was very good, the words were correct and round, and he read to her softly:

Where is the flying flotsam and flying flowers, the layer of ice and snow is devastated, and the sparse tree is more cold. Love him Mingyue is good, and haggard is also related.

The most is that after the silk is shaken, it is transferred to teach people to remember Spring Mountain. The dream of the skirt is intermittently difficult. The west wind hates a lot, and it can't blow away the eyebrows.

At that time, the rain was very heavy, and a layer of white water vapor was hazy, and the eyes were full of mist, and the bottom of the eyes was an endless sorrow.

I remember my youth the most.

At this moment, Kong Mingjie heard her read this sentence and smiled, and the smile was like a spring breeze, showing the corners of his lips.

Three years have passed, and she remembers.

Actually, he remembered.

Looking at each other, memories come flooding in like a tidal wave......

Mu Qingqing took another small step forward, almost standing in front of him: "Kong Mingjie, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Kong Mingjie finally came back to his senses, yes, he never thought that he would meet her here.

Three years ago, he thought about whether he would never see her again in this life, and whether there would never be a girl with a bright smile and said to him with a smile: "Kong Dacaizi, I won't do these topics." ”

"Kong Dacai, you see that the scenery is so beautiful, you can describe it. ”

He said: "The present world is stable, and the years are quiet. ”

It's like now, she is standing in front of him, and the world is really stable and the years are quiet.

As long as it is not the worst outcome, he feels that God still favors it.

In my lifetime, we can meet again.

"Qingqing, you're finally back. The corners of Kong Mingjie's lips rose.

"Hmm. ”

"Won't go again?"

"No, it won't. ”

Kong Mingjie smiled, she was still the same, with a bright smile and beautiful eyebrows.

The young and sweet first love is like a sour candy, when you first taste it, it is astringent, and when you taste it again, it is as sweet as honey.

Just then, the elevator came down, and another large wave of people poured down.

"The elevator is coming. Mu Qingqing raised his eyes and smiled.

"Shall I give you coffee?" Kong Mingjie said.

"No, you can get on the elevator first, another day. ”

Kong Mingjie waved at him, and at this time, Kong Mingjie's colleague also said on the side: "Kong Shao, go up quickly, otherwise you will lose time." ”

Kong Mingjie learned their tone: "Kong Shao, go up, the work is important, I won't run." ”

After speaking, Mu Qingqing also reported a string of mobile phone numbers to him.

Kong Mingjie waved his hand: "Listen to my call!"

"Okay. She smiled sweetly and waved at him.

However, the time was too short, and she hadn't had time to ask him what he was doing now, which company he was in, and how he came to Quan's.

I don't know if he has had a good time in the past three years, but a kind and optimistic male god like him will definitely not have a bad life.