After Su Lishang and Fang Xuan left, Yuan Ziwen flipped through a magazine from under the dusty desk. The moment she saw the cover, she was stunned.

The setting sun crept in from outside the window, shining on the faded coated paper. The young man's soft bangs covered his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes drooped gently when he smiled, revealing a clear expression, as if he had just woken up lazily from the afternoon light.

Ten years ago, in the May issue of Evangel, the cover character of that issue was called Anjialu.

I remember she had asked him before, "Does your name mean anything?" ”

He smiled and replied, "Maybe my parents want me to find my way home, right?" ”

Anjialu is beautiful, with chestnut hair curling spontaneously, skin that is almost transparent, a little baby fat, and lips that are full like gorgeous fruits. He always speaks with a soft smile, like a lion cub who is curious about the world.

But he was only interested in women, to be more than those who were dressed wonderfully and fashionably on the street.

At the age of fifteen, he was a street photographer.

At the end of each day's lessons, Anjialu will ride a bicycle around the streets and alleys like an unemployed vagrant. As soon as he saw the clothes that touched him, he had to immediately run to take pictures, and even chase them all over the street.

Fortunately, he has a harmless face and can generally be understood and cooperated. However, there are also many people who shouted in disgust, "Who told you to shoot me?" Get out of here! He didn't get angry when he was scolded, he just smiled good-natured and stuck out his tongue.

At first, it was just pure fun, until one day he filmed a woman getting out of a Bentley with his camera. The subordinates around her immediately gathered around and asked which newspaper Anjialu belonged to? An Jialu blinked innocently, "I'm sorry, I just think that eldest sister is dressed beautifully." ”

A man came up to him and asked, "Do you often photograph passers-by's clothes like that?" ”

An Jialu nodded with interest and showed him the photos he had taken before.

The man went through it from beginning to end and said, "You're still a student, aren't you?" Can you publish these photos in our company magazine, I'd like to give you a column to do. ”

Later, An Jialu learned that the woman who got out of the car was called Gong Minhua, and the man who invited him was called Shen Ao. His luck was so good that he met two helmsmen in the domestic fashion circle as soon as he debuted.

Anjialu became famous overnight.

He has two columns in Evangel, one on street photography and the other on celebrity dinners. A lot of the media didn't hesitate to call him a genius street photographer, he could always capture something on the street that wasn't in the runway, and then a few months later, that thing was on fire.

All the girls in the school are obsessed with him, and every day they try to do something under the school uniform, hoping to attract his camera.

And Anjialu is indeed a wonder, this guy hardly attends classes, but he ranks in the top three in every exam. His memory is amazingly good, and he always likes to ask strange questions in class, and then keep asking them, so angry that the teacher drives him out of sight and out of mind.

He is not honest when he stands in the hallway, he looks around like an ADHD child, and can play with sparrows for a long time.

Yuan Ziwen sat in the hallway, staring at him intently. She said to herself, I must take this boy.

It was the first time she liked a boy, and this liking came too violently and violently. Baptized by the girl's comics, in the consciousness of the original seed warm, liking a person should be a big fanfare, gunsmoke everywhere, people turn on their backs, wars are flying, the two sides meet on a narrow road to fight wits and courage, and the background is covered with cherry blossoms paved with large pieces of network paper.

So Yuan Ziwen took the whole class to support Anjialu and participated in his grand award ceremony.

An Jialu originally insisted on not accepting this prestigious award in the circle, he said: "Isn't it? No matter how I look at it, it's all fake photographers, are they giving it to the wrong person? ”

Shen Ao said: "If the judging team hears this, they will be angry!" ”

Shen Ao was almost forcibly escorted to the award ceremony on Anjia Road, and he didn't clean up, and went on stage wearing a white shirt and school uniform pants. Facing the bright flashing lights in the audience, he stuck out his tongue a little embarrassed, and then made the following remarks.

"I think the most beautiful clothes have to come from the streets, and every morning we wake up with a blank canvas, standing in front of the wardrobe and thinking about what to wear to go out today, it all depends on how you are in that day. I've found that many people have their own taste for dressing, but lack the ability to be bold and creative. I don't know if it's the so-called adult world - make yourself look different, but luckily I'm young. ”

He laughed mischievously, showing his little tiger teeth.

"I don't feel like photography is a job for me, I just like to photograph beautiful clothes and document the most authentic life. I wish I could keep shooting like this because that's my dream. ”

Yuan Ziwen sat in the audience and was so enthusiastic, she stood up and applauded desperately, regardless of the surprised eyes around her, and shouted at the stage: "Anjialu is well!" ”

An Jialu looked over curiously, and when she looked at her, she saw his smile, like a gentle lake.

After the award ceremony, An Jialu and the main creators of "Evangel" were interviewed by reporters, and he was annoyed when he listened to it. Turning his head, he saw Yuan Ziwen, still standing in the doorway, staring at him with shining eyes.

An Jialu took advantage of Shen Ao's inattention, sneaked out, tilted his head and asked her, "Hey, why are you here?" ”

"I'll cheer you on." Yuan Ziwen showed a foolish smile.

Usually at school, she likes to follow him, like a little tail that can't be shaken off. Although they sat in the same classroom, they were too far apart, and Anjialu didn't listen to classes except for making trouble, so they didn't know what they were busy with. Yuan Ziwen followed behind him, and all the teachers and classmates who passed by became the background, as if she had lived all her life for these few minutes.

Luo Qianjun couldn't stand it and said, "Zi Wen, how did you become like a stalker?" ”

"yes, I'm a stalker."

"Damn, if you like that kid, I'll help you arrest him, if he dares not to accept you, I'll beat him until he accepts it!"

Yuan Ziwen was a little panicked, "Don't do it!" ”

Luo Qianjun looked at her serious appearance, and couldn't help but lean his head on Fang Xuan's shoulder and sighed, "Hey, my daughter is going to fall in love when she is older, and she can't stop it." ”

Fang Xuan giggled, "Cousin, I think you guys are a good match, come on!" ”

Yuan Ziwen wrote the shocking words that An Jialu had said into banners and plastered them all over the bedroom. On a whim, he stood on the bed and imitated the tone and expression of his speech, with a look and a clear look. Grandma was startled when she passed by, thinking that she was a demon in her body, and she had never seen Yuan Ziwen so crazy.

But she won't tell An Jialu about these embarrassing things.

An Jialu looked at the weather outside, and came up with a ghost idea, he said: "Yuan Ziwen, do you want to follow me to the street shooting?" ”

Raw Seed Wen nodded in surprise.

He naturally took her hand, and the two ran out happily through the reporters and guests who were like a forest. It's Anjialu's awards ceremony, but he, the protagonist, runs away, but he doesn't care - because none of the people who came here today are dressed nicely!

Anjialu unlocked the lock of the bicycle, and Yuan Seed Wen jumped on it lightly. She was a little apprehensive at first, but then she simply reached out and wrapped her arms around the boy's waist and hugged him tightly in her arms. There was a fresh aroma on his clothes, like the smell of shower gel, which made people's hearts itch.

Anjia Road rode a bicycle to the bustling commercial market. The sky was overcast and it was about to rain. He took out an old raincoat and put it on, and handed the umbrella to Yuan Ziwen.

"Your raincoat is too old, isn't it?"

An Jialu tidied up the hem indifferently, "Anyway, this thing will still break if you buy a new one, so it's better to keep wearing it." ”

Yuan Ziwen found that An Jialu was a rather contradictory person, he liked colorful and unusual clothes, but he didn't care much about wearing them. He told her that he was either at school or standing on the street every day, and he didn't have time to buy clothes, but the most important reason was that he didn't know how to use the washing machine......

The sky began to rain, and the pedestrians on the road hurried. An Jialu immediately became excited, and Yuan Ziwen saw him like a child seeing candy in his eyes, and his face was also colorful.

"On rainy and snowy days, people will show their truest side and dress in their most natural attire, which is a great photo opportunity," he said. ”

He lifted his camera and pressed the shutter on passers-by. The rain was getting heavier and the wind was getting cooler, but he was completely immersed in his own world. He stopped the two girls and filmed them beautifully.

But Yuan Zhiwen couldn't understand and said: "Damn, the two of them are wearing garbage bags!" ”

An Jialu smiled and leaned back, "Don't you think it looks like a black rose?" How elaborate they dressed. ”

Yuan Ziwen thought about it for a long time and didn't understand where the beauty of the garbage bag was, so he gave up.

But when she saw the photos that appeared in the Evangel column, she couldn't help but be amazed: they really looked like two black roses blooming in the rain, and they were so beautiful.

Anjialu didn't stop filming for two hours, and the original seed was so tired that he squatted by the wall and dozed off. If you don't love it enough, how can you stand standing like a fool in the cold rain for hours? However, Anjialu did not show any tiredness, and he enjoyed it.

"Shall we go back?" An Jialu patted her, looking unfinished.

"Where to go?" Yuan Ziwen came to her senses in an instant, and immediately realized that this was a good time to get to know the male god up close, and she said, "Why don't you go to your house?" ”

An Jialu was stunned, "There's nothing fun in my house." ”

But then he still couldn't resist Yuan Ziwen's stalking and took her home. Yuan Ziwen heard that Anjialu's parents were doing business in a foreign country, and the principal of D Middle School was his uncle, so the family should be considered a mansion or something. Who knew that he actually lived in an old-style apartment of less than 30 square meters, and the furniture was pitiful.

Yuan Ziwen searched for a long time, but he couldn't find a chair. There was only one bed in the room, and rows of tin filing cabinets were full of photo negatives and some books on fashion. There is also a cubicle that is used as a darkroom to develop photos. An Jialu asked her to sit on her bed, and as soon as Yuan Ziwen sat down, her butt hurt from the hard bed board.

"Your parents are actually relieved that you live alone in such a place?"

"I asked to live here." An Jialu replied while busy with the work in hand.

Yuan Ziwen didn't understand what he meant.

An Jialu explained nonchalantly, "My current parents are adoptive parents, and I don't want their house. The rent is very cheap, it's close to the school, and I don't have any personal belongings, but the most valuable ones are the negatives. ”

"What about your biological parents?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen them."

Yuan Seed looked at his figure walking around in a daze, and his heart was like a ripe fruit that had been crumpled. How could this boy spit out these words so lightly, how could he accept the fact that he was an orphan so calmly?

An Jialu seemed to notice her thoughts, sat down beside her, and said quietly: "Since I was a child, I have lived in many places, and every time I walk in a hurry, I spend a lot of time in the car. Looking out the window, I thought if I could take a picture with a camera. And then I found it more fun to take pictures of those beautiful clothes, you know? Every woman who carefully dresses herself is a flower blooming in the streets. ”

"Do you have any friends?"

Anjialu shook his head.

"Don't you feel lonely?"

An Jialu thought about it, but still shook his head.

At that moment, Yuan Ziwen finally understood why he was so obsessed with this boy.

She envied him, he could live so freely, he had nothing, but he didn't mind. She felt that she couldn't be as free and easy as him in her life, she still cared so much about her fatherlessness, jealous of Fang Xuan's happiness, and always had to use the good popularity of the three layers inside and the outside to prove that she was valuable, needed and popular.

Yuan Ziwen said, "Then do you like me?" ”

The sunlight poured down undisturbed, like a faucet that no one turned off, and the slightest sound could be heard. Yuan Ziwen held her breath and stared, and then she heard An Jialu say, "I like it." ”

D Middle School is a very peculiar school, there are as many ruffians as there are school tyrants, and the school gate is a "holy place" for all the bad teenagers in this district. It is rumored that there was once a senior named Shan Ziwei, who was too coquettish and too exciting to play, and set off a bloody storm in the school, almost killing someone.

Therefore, the principal was painful and decided to strictly grasp discipline, fight the style, and resolutely not allow falling in love. But his own little nephew ranked first in the school's new legend list, and was deservedly worshiped by the girls in the school.

Yuan Ziwen felt the crisis, and at the risk of being corrected on the spot, he also wanted to let all his rivals know that he was the real girlfriend of Anjialu. After she knew that Anjialu signed up for the marathon, she immediately ignored Luo Qianjun's objection and filled in her name on the registration form, and the ruthlessness of her efforts almost cut through the thin paper.

Luo Qianjun was heartbroken, "You usually run fifty meters so tired that you die, now go to run a marathon, I'm really worried that you will never return, and you will risk your life for that kid!" ”

Wen Zhenzhen, the original seed, said, "I analyzed these rings in the school, and Luo Peipei, the school flower of class five, is the most competitive. So we plan to win or lose in one game, and whoever can accompany Anjialu to the finish line will win! ”

Luo Qianjun shook her head, feeling that she was obsessed and had fallen into it. Yuan Ziwen has a competitive personality, and he vows not to give up until he reaches his goal, and it seems that there will be a vicious fight.

On the day of the marathon, Yuan Ziwen wore a bright red sweatshirt and circled in front of Lopeppe before running to Anjia Road. The gunshot rang out, and she started to regret it after running a few steps, I was so tired!

Many years later, Yuan Ziwen remembered this experience and was also shocked by his invincible courage. Her liking for Anjialu is not only a passionate girl's secret promise to a talented young man, but also an indescribable belief. It is as if bowing and worshipping, crawling forward, and also reaching his other side. In that high-quality era full of the rebellious atmosphere of the second middle school, he was her entire youth.

Yuan Ziwen ran nearly half the distance with her eyes closed, feeling that she would lie on the ground and turn into a corpse at any moment, but she still didn't forget to observe the state of her opponent. Yuan Ziwen tried to open his eyes and look for Luo Peipei's figure in the ocean of people in front of him, and vaguely heard the shouts of Su Lishang and Fang Xuan.

"She's behind you!"

Yuan Ziwen looked back and saw that Luo Peipe was thrown a large distance by himself, and he was immediately as high as a chicken blood, stepping on Hot Wheels, and rushing forward in a few arrow steps. Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his life, and Yuan Ziwen finally climbed to the end, and then fell to the ground and fell into a coma for a while.

Luo Qianjun hurriedly called the school doctor to carry Yuan Zi Wen away, but when he passed by Luo Peipei's side, Yuan Zi Wen suddenly returned to his light, sat up and shouted at her, "I won, Anjia Road is mine!" ”

Then he passed out again.

An Jialu's opinion on this matter is, "I knew that I wouldn't participate in the marathon, I thought it was Yuan Ziwen who liked it, so I ran with her." ”

Luo Qianjun almost didn't punch him.

However, after this battle, Yuan Ziwen finally officially established his reputation in D Middle School, and anyone who wants to fight the idea of settling down again, there is no door. At that time, she felt that she really liked Anjialu, liked to be strong, liked to be abundant, and liked to be alive and fragrant, and to be sexual. Sure enough, it's no longer fashionable to stuff love letters into the desk these days, and I used to love it implicitly, and I think it's weak.

The feature on Passers-by in the Rain was widely acclaimed after it was published in Evangel, but Tong Aixin, the editor in charge of this feature, was almost driven crazy by An Jialu. Tong Aixin has always felt that she is picky about her work, but she didn't expect this baby-faced teenager to be even crazier than her.

They sat in front of the computer and discussed the screening and typesetting for a whole afternoon, and An Jialu kept frowning and shaking his head. Even the smallest detail has to be changed several times, like an obsessive-compulsive person. Tong Aixin was so angry that he kneaded Anjialu's curly hair into a bird's nest, but Anjialu's eyes were still staring at the photo, and he didn't even drink saliva.

Yuan Ziwen went to Ju Huiyin's company to find her in the afternoon, and her mother said that she had made an appointment with Shen Ao, and she followed "Evangel" together. She didn't know very well the relationship between her mother and this Mr. Shen, she only knew that they had known each other for many years and were good friends.

Through the car window, Yuan Ziwen saw what Shen Ao and Ju Huiyin said, Ju Huiyin shook his head, and when he raised his eyes, his pupils seemed to be filled with water, and he smiled gently and sadly. Shen Ao reached out to cover her slender palm, and Ju Huiyin quickly withdrew her arms and distanced themselves from each other. Shen Ao showed a lonely look, which was incompatible with the resolute and sharp facial lines.

When Ju Huiyin returned to the car, Yuan Zi Wen did not speak for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Mom, do you think you're happy in your life right now?" Yuan Ziwen's voice was a little hoarse.

During the Chinese New Year, Yuan Ziwen went to the original villa to attend the New Year's dinner. During the entire banquet, the old lady didn't even look at Ju Huiyin, and was talking to Ju Yanqian in a whispered affectionately. She looked at Fang Xuan's appearance very kindly, and praised repeatedly, "Xuanxuan is becoming more and more sensible." ”

Ju Huiyin and Yuan Hongliang have been married for so many years and have no children, the reason is that Ju Huiyin is too busy with work and doesn't want to. The old lady was furious again and again, and she couldn't find an opportunity to scold Ju Huiyin - she stayed in the company almost every day. Even Yuan Ziwen can see that his mother married Yuan Hongliang not because of love at all, but because she hopes to establish her own company with the help of his status and funds.

She sacrificed her life's happiness for her dreams, and Yuan Ziwen didn't understand whether it was worth it?

Ju Huiyin looked out the window at the towering shadow of Evangel's office building in the dark night, and said: "I just want the company to develop better and better now, this world has always been an equivalent exchange, and you will understand when you grow up." ”

Fifteen years ago, Shen Ao was still a breeze on his sleeves, and "Evangel" was just getting started. He said, "You wait for me for another two years, and I can give you whatever you want." ”

But she can't wait, and she doesn't want to wait, if love and career can only choose one or the other, then she will choose the latter. Ju Huiyin is not a ruthless woman, but she has always been very decisive about herself.

Raw Seed Wen was a bit sullen, and this sentiment continued into Evangel's anniversary celebrations.

She ostensibly came to accompany Ju Huiyin, but in fact, she also wanted to stay with An Jialu for a while. Anjialu is especially busy at such a star-studded celebration, and he never eats the food and wine served at the banquet, but finishes the meal before he comes, because he doesn't want these things to affect the photography process.

Yuan Ziwen took a plate of blackcurrant lemon cheesecake to him, and he quickly waved his hand, "Thank you, I don't want to eat it." ”

"Why don't you shoot GG, a lot of people are around her."

An Jialu looked at the reporters surrounding the actress, showing an uninterested expression, "She doesn't wear anything with personality, I don't like it." ”

Yuan Ziwen was so surprised that his jaw almost didn't drop, "Do you know who she is?" GG is an international actress! ”

"It doesn't matter to me who they are, I'm not interested in celebrities, the most important thing is the clothes themselves. As long as you dress beautifully, ordinary people are also stars, and if they are featureless, no matter how expensive your clothes are, they are garbage bags. ”

If his rebellious words and deeds are recorded by reporters, I am afraid that there will be a storm in the fashion circle. Yuan Ziwen looked around and whispered, "You are also a public figure now, can you speak tactfully." ”

An Jialu nodded as if he didn't understand, "Oh." ”

His eyes were quickly attracted by a lady, who ran over a few tables to take a picture of her, and Yuan Ziwen saw that it was Ju Huiyin who was walking beside Yuan Hongliang.

Yuan Hongliang's entourage immediately stopped him, "I'm sorry, I don't accept reporters to take pictures." ”

"I'm not a journalist, I just think this lady's dress is beautiful and I want to take a picture." An Jialu said with a smile.

Yuan Ziwen immediately ran over, "Mr. Yuan, he is a columnist for "Evangel", An Jialu. ”

Unexpectedly, Yuan Hongliang actually heard of him, "I know." ”

This is still a ghost idea that Tong Aixin came up with, and she planned a program with the radio station. The "Street Photography Fashion" recorded by Anjialu is interspersed in three time periods every day, although it is only a few minutes, everyone who drives can hear his soft voice.

"Hello everyone, I'm Anjialu, and today's theme is over-the-knee dresses...... If you don't know what to wear to the street, go back and open your closet, and the answer is inside. I hope my mention is helpful to you guys, thanks for listening. ”

Yuan Hongliang looked at Anjialu with a little interest, "Do you want to come to Shending Group, there is a new clothing brand under it recently, maybe you can give some advice." ”

This is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that many people have dreamed of. Yuan Hongliang, chairman of Shending Group, personally opened his mouth and threw an olive branch.

Who knew that Anjialu pulled over the original seed Wen and asked a big question, "Who is he?" ”

Yuan Ziwen almost vomited blood, and immediately gave him literacy.

An Jialu almost didn't think about it, and then spoke, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to go." ”

It's too straightforward, isn't it...... The raw seeds are warm and the face is covered with black lines.

Yuan Hongliang was not shocked, "If you are considering Mr. Shen, I will tell him that we are old friends." ”

An Jialu shook his head, "Mr. Yuan, you may have misunderstood, I am not an employee of Evangel because I don't take the salary they give. Specifically, I don't want to take money from any magazine or clothing brand, because then I won't be able to take as many photos as I want. ”

After he received the first salary paid to him by Tong Aixin, he paid it back directly. He made it very clear to Shin Ao that if money was involved, he would not take another picture for Evangel.

Yuan Hongliang smiled and didn't say anything, just patted An Jialu's shoulder and left.

Yuan Ziwen poked him, "You're not afraid of offending Mr. Yuan?" ”

"Mr. Yuan won't be as knowledgeable as me, a hairy boy, and besides, he just said casually, a listed consortium of such a large company, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, still needs me, a fake photographer, to play? If my guess is correct, Mr. Yuan may not get along with Mr. Shen and wants to dig into his corner. ”

Yuan Ziwen was stunned for a while, she didn't expect An Jialu to see the pros and cons of the relationship so clearly.

It's not that he doesn't know the world, but he is wise and foolish, and because he sees through it, he is more sober and calm than anyone else. And what he wants is not any kind of happiness that ordinary people chase, he doesn't care about money, fame or anything, he is just taking pictures of beautiful clothes and women who wear them.

This is the boy she likes, it's so cute.

Yuan Ziwen suddenly grabbed his arm, and without saying a word, he ran out of the banquet hall and came to the fountain in the square. There were a lot of journalists and luxury cars outside, but they turned a blind eye.

Yuan Ziwen said: "Do you think I am dressed beautifully today?" You've taken so many women, and you didn't even take a picture of me? ”

An Jialu smiled gently, "You are different from them, you look good in whatever you wear." ”

"Anjialu, do you like me?" Yuan Ziwen approached him and put her hand on his shoulder like an adult, making herself look as charming as possible.

"I like it."

They were getting closer and closer, almost face to face, and she could smell his breath close at hand, like a sweet tropical fruit. She feels how blessed she is, with the best boyfriend in the world, the most beautiful relationship. An Jialu blushed a little from her glare, then cautiously approached her and kissed her.

His lips were just as they looked, sweet, full and juicy.

Yuan Ziwen showed a foolish smile again.

Since then, An Jialu has been recognized by Yuan Ziwen's small group, and Luo Qianjun still doesn't like him very well, but An Jialu is really good-tempered and will never be angry. An Jialu likes to photograph Su Lishang and Fang Xuan, because they are very good at dressing up, which makes Yuan Ziwen a little unhappy.

Especially Fang Xuan, who always puts on a twisted appearance of a small jasper.

They often hid together in the video store owned by Luo Qianjun's uncle to watch movies, this kind of life was comfortable and happy, Yuan Ziwen once thought that their junior high school years would continue like this.

Until that day, a girl walked into the video store, stepping on the sunset. She picked out a few discs, then smiled at them, and the delicate figure disappeared in a flash at the door.

An Jialu immediately asked, "Who is she?" ”

Yuan Zi Wen shook his head after thinking for a long time, and Luo Qianjun said lightly: "She was transferred to the third grade of D Middle School last week, and her name is Fuxiang. ”

Su Li glanced at him, "How do you know?" ”

Luo Qianjun hesitated, "All the boys in the school know about her, except for Anjialu." ”

Fu Xiang became famous in less than a week after coming to school, because she was so beautiful that people panicked, and because she was a.