At the beginning of the year, Luo Yin met his childhood friend Mr. Song on the street.

He sat dirty, slumped at the door of the red dragonfly, with a box of paper under him, his right arm was half missing and fell into his sleeve, looking pitiful, but his black eyes were staring at the coins in the broken bowl very brightly, and he was still unsatisfied.

This Mr. Song hasn't seen him for eight years, and this time he rushed back because of the Song family's collective ancestor worship ceremony.

Luo Yin decided to say hello, stepped forward, and stopped in front of his broken bowl.

"Happy New Year, Song Qi."

Song Qi was obviously bluffed by her gentle and polite female voice, and looked up at her, and after a while, he let out a flattered surprise sound.

"I've been here all morning, and you're the only one who recognizes me!"

Luo Yin thought to herself, thanks to your clumsy makeup skills.

Song Qigao broke half of his arm in a car accident, and once abandoned himself to beg on Songhe Street, and was driven home by his parents in less than three days.

"Today it's ...... Song Qi of Xinhe Energy Group put on a beggar costume to experience the past? ”

Song Qi immediately embarrassed to save his image.

"I drank too much with my brothers last night, and somehow I agreed to let them come here to experience the past, cough, just thinking about the company's next step in new energy innovation."

The men of the Song family are really wonderful, with the approach of the collective ancestor worship ceremony, Songhe Street suddenly became a place where strange things gathered, and Song Qi was forced to "think" on the street in the cold wind, which is really interesting?

"You go on."

Luo Yin showed Song Qi the contents of the bag, signaled that he still had something to do, so it was inconvenient to disturb him, and turned around and walked home.

Song Qi caught up with her reluctantly, and even those equipment were abandoned there.

"I've missed you for a long time, you don't miss me at all? I don't believe it! ”

Believe it or not, it's her business.

Luo Yin frowned slightly, she never thought that eight years had passed, this old friend was still so flamboyant, she didn't answer, she pushed open the door of her yard, slammed it shut in time, Song Qi was isolated from the periphery, and there was a sad voice from behind him.

"I haven't seen you for eight years, and you still ignore me like this, Luo Yin, can't you get hot?"

Luo Yin turned around and glanced at him, his eyes did not stop, and he said lightly.

"Can it be hot for you?"

"......" Song Qi suddenly scratched his heart.

So who is it going to be hot for?

Everyone grew up on the same street, and the Song family has twenty-seven or eighteen children of her generation, which one has not been deeply attracted to her?

But who has she been hot to?

This ancestor worship ceremony, 10 million people are ashamed of their ancestors!.

Luo Yin has been cold to Song Qi for more than ten years, so naturally he has no intention of inviting him into the house.

She is not a person who likes to drag mud and water, and she has always been used to being alone.

Luo Yin and her father are foreign surnames, her mother died early, when she was seven years old, her father fell into the water to save a child of the Song family, and since then, the Song family on the entire street has become her family.

For Luo Yin, the people here are all "family affection", and she will do her best to repay them, but she can contribute money and effort, but it will never include emotion.

Such as Song Qi and the like, has always been indifferent, irrelevant to each other, most of the children of the Song family can't remember their appearance, at this moment, she only thinks of a person's appearance, which is very different from Song Qi, that person's temperament is very cold and irritable, very contradictory complex, if he slams the door in front of him, uh, the courtyard door will probably be kicked away by the other party.

Luo Yin's mind shook slightly, settled down, and ended the retouching work early.

These days have been maintaining the habit of going to bed early, the reserve body lì to cope with the prosperity of the day after tomorrow, after work, she rarely returns to Dongshi, this time if it is not for the shooting and recording of ancestor worship activities, it will be the same wherever the New Year is, anyway, it is easy to get a person.

When the patriarch called, Luo Yin had already changed into pajamas.

"Yin Yin, I really can't find anyone to go to the airport at this time, so I can only trouble you to pick it up. Everyone came from all over the world to get together, and it was not easy. ”

The patriarch still wanted to mutter while the wine was strong, and Luo Yin was busy expressing his duty and refreshing.

"What time does it arrive, his phone?"

"Oh, Lieyuan, it's nine o'clock, the number is ......"

There was a loud bang in Luo Yin's eardrums, accompanied by the sound of a stalled heartbeat.

"The person I picked up is Song Lieyuan?"

"Yes."

Mei in the courtyard was facing the cold, and there was a long row of two-story old buildings across the street outside the courtyard, Luo Yin looked at these leisurely brick walls that seemed to be telling stories, and he couldn't come back to his senses all of a sudden.

He's back? I haven't seen you for eight years.

In fact, after high school, I haven't seen any of these Song family peers for seven or eight years, but I haven't seen Song Lieyuan for a long time, and it seems like I haven't seen each other for a long time, and now I think about it, it's a little painful.

"Have you saved the number, Yin Yin?"

Luo Yin retracted his consciousness from the patriarch's puzzled tone.

"Saved. I'll go. ”.

After graduating from university, Luo Yin became a very famous photographer in the industry, and the work schedule has been scheduled until next year, in addition to being busy, the biggest gain is money, at this time, she drove the Porsche Cayman, but she was a little skeptical, this car is not a little smaller.

Song Lieyuan may not be able to straighten his legs.

Luo Yin's doubts only lasted for half a second, and then he turned around and went to Qi Shu's car dealership.

……

"Hey, why are you here?"

Qi Shu was playing mahjong in the car yard, and it was a little strange to see her get out of the car, the Song family worshipping ancestors was known to the whole city these days, and she should be very busy.

Luo Yin easily took his Hummer key from the old place and bought Chinese cabbage in an indifferent tone.

"Borrow the car."

"Then what are you giving me the key?"

"Help me sell it." Luo Yin walked down the steps without looking back and got on the off-road.

This female secretary is too cool, right, Kaman, who has only been bought for a few days, and says don't want it?

Although the Hummer is as strong as a man, she is very heroic and sassy when she drives it, and the picture of a beauty with a luxury car is really unusual.

Qi Shu held a cigarette in his mouth, played mahjong halfway, and watched her leave in a daze.

"Grand Master Qi, pay attention to your saliva." Someone quipped.

"Get out! …… Slow down, I'm not sure! ”

"You're a carrot, you can see it." There is a low smile of the inside of the partner.

"How?" Qi Shu asked casually.

"I don't know yet, her patron saint Song Lieyuan is back."

Song Lieyuan?

The hand pushing mahjong suddenly stopped, Qi Shu's eyes stared at the person who made the voice as if he was dull, and the other party swiped out the circle of friends unhurriedly to show him, the vertical screen was almost blown up by Song Lieyuan's three words, all of them were telling the news of the Song family's eldest son's return to his hometown, it seems to be true!

Qi Shu's heart was like a mess, was Luo Yin going to pick up Song Lieyuan just now?

"Be careful that the master knows that you are still skinning you directly under her idea, and at that time, the buddies can stay away."

"Shut up." Qi Shu flipped over the mahjong table in a bad mood.

Growing up so big, I have never been so affectionate in any woman, but I have repeatedly hit a wall, if there is no one in her heart who can be so strong?

Even if everyone thinks that her friendship with Song Lieyuan is fake, but from the perspective of a man, they disagree, even if Luo Yin is not interesting, what about Song Lieyuan?

Back then, he escorted her out of the sea of fire, who in the East City didn't know that the orphan girl Luo Yin couldn't chase her?

Oh, go to TMD Pure Relationship!.

The Hummer was full of power and quickly got into high speeds.

Dongshi is a fourth-tier city without an airport, and most of the relatives who came back this time got off the plane at Shuanglian Airport in Linshi, and walked back to Dongshi at high speed for another hour.

In the list of returning to his hometown, Luo Yin only didn't see Song Lieyuan's name, and neither did his father Song Huan, the patriarch said that Song Huan suddenly had a stroke that was a little tricky, and this pulse might not come, but he didn't expect Song Lieyuan to come on behalf of his father.

In the past few years since Song Lieyuan left, she realized that the relationship between the two seemed to be very strange, and he seemed to have a little bit of that meaning to her......

Yes, in hindsight, the word really buries a lot of things......

Bang -

Luo Yin slammed her fist on the airport vending plane, making a subtle sound, and the pain in her hand was reminding her that she had done something inexplicable.

"Miss, do you need my help?" A man came over to talk.

Luo Yin touched the back of his hand casually, tried his best to thank him in a voice that was not indifferent, and walked away without waiting for the other party to answer.

Looking at the big screen, the flight from North City has landed.

Luo Yin walked to the exit with a hot coffee, where people gathered to meet each other and greeted each other, maybe she should really hold up a sign, his itinerary was set temporarily, and the patriarch also sent someone to pick him up temporarily, he didn't know who came at all.

People came and went, and suddenly a palm clasped her arm from behind her, and she paused in her steps, turned sideways, and saw a tall young man with a hat stop her steps.

It was a mid-length casual jacket with a wide hat behind it, his eyes half-hidden under the hat, and the rest of his appearance was unobstructed, and the black and white lines on the sketch paper were clearly outlined, this was a very handsome male face, and at this moment, his eyes looked at her from the brim of the hat very seriously.

"Luo Yin?" His tail note is lifted upward, and it sounds like a cello.

"Song Lieyuan." Luo Yin called out his name in a declarative sentence, but greeted him with a rumbling stalled heartbeat.

She watched silently as the other pulled off his coat and hat, silently making eye contact.

He has a pair of very breathtaking black eyes, and his eyes are the windows of his soul, so Song Lieyuan is the fire of the prairie fire, the unruly horse, over the years, those edges are integrated with him and are not revealed, which is a unique posture of a charming mature man.

Fortunately, he didn't develop into the kind of man Luo Yin couldn't get used to!

She was amused and inexplicably relieved in her heart.

He was also looking at her, and let go of her little arm with a silent smile.

"Pick me up?"

The tone of her voice suited her mind so well, gentle and direct without pretending to be reserved.

Luo Yin breathed slightly and handed over the coffee. "Drink."

"Thank you." He took it, put the straw in his mouth, and drank it happily.

Luo Yin felt her own abnormality, and kept assessing whether his demeanor, language, and movements were in line with her aesthetics, and the result was very close to her heart, and she was a little uncomfortable trying to distract herself, so she grabbed one of his luggage and walked out.

"Your box is light."

Song Lieyuan walked beside her.

"The gifts that the old man handed over, and two boxes for juniors, I lost them."

His loss is the meaning of taking the initiative to throw it away, the return journey is in a hurry and long, and not losing everything is already his greatest patience, Luo Yin couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, even she didn't notice it.

"Lost my share?"

Her voice was disturbed by the sound of the car outside the airport, and she didn't know if he heard it, Luo Yin only felt that there was a very powerful palm, which suddenly clasped her arm, and suddenly, her body took two steps back and stopped next to his side.

Just half a second later, a fully loaded luggage cart slammed into her position.

Luo Yin looked sideways at the man who had saved him.

The warm yellow light shone from behind Song Lieyuan, and there seemed to be a streamer in those black eyes, and he was also looking at her, with a smile on his lips and a helpless expression.

"You're starting to care about gifts and ignore guards, is that progress or regression?"

Luo Yin will not relax her guard at any time, this is her rule of survival, and Luo Yin will not care about empty gifts, that thing can't eat.

She understood what he meant, earnestly and sincerely.

"I just want to be polite to greet my old friend who I haven't seen for a long time, Song Lieyuan, you made me put the cart before the horse."

Song Lieyuan's eyes were like a sea, piercing through time to see the girl in the depths of the end, no one could disrupt her vigilance, and she never thought that if they met again in eight years, she would break the convention for him and greet herself with an unsuspecting heart.

He raised his eyebrows interestingly, looked at her, and threw the empty coffee cup into the trash can accurately without squinting, arrogant, "It's an honor to let you break the convention." What do I want to compensate? ”

"Turn off your mobile phone, I don't want to be dragged to meet your faction in the indiscriminate bombardment of the Song family."

I don't always like to be lively.

Song Lieyuan smiled silently in his heart and commented on her, and pressed the shutdown button directly in front of her.

This request was too easy to meet, and she could have made a bigger one, after all, he didn't take anyone's request lightly, and she was the only one who could do it.

"Are you satisfied?"

"You can teach." Luo Yin glanced at him with satisfaction.