After that, Lin Jiahe never made any strange moves towards Wu Jue. When we met occasionally in the company, I just nodded and greeted him expressionlessly. And Wu Jue is a perfect and good subordinate, and she no longer makes that formulaic smirk even when facing Lin Jiahe.

Because she remembered him saying that he didn't like her laughing like that.

Look, what an obedient subordinate one is!

The weekend was the party day that Wu Jue's high school classmates had arranged in Jiangcheng. There are only more than ten high school classmates left in Jiangcheng, and everyone has their own work and life on weekdays, and rarely communicates, only on the annual thunderous party day, to contact old friends.

Wu Jue has actually been reluctant to participate in this kind of gathering in the past two days, not because the friendship between friends has become weaker, and when facing old friends, it always evokes some sad things.

The meeting place is nothing more than KTV. There are a few people in Wu Jue's old friend group who are thriving in Jiangcheng, so the KTV set is also the most high-end one in the city.

When I arrived at the private room, most of the people had already arrived and started singing and chatting.

"Wu Jue, Wu Jue." The light was shadowy, and as soon as Wu Jue entered the door, she heard the noise, and Su Ran called herself in her usual bright voice.

Su Ran used to be Wu Jue's high school tablemate, and the two had very different personalities, but the relationship has always been good. At the same time, he was admitted to the university in Jiangcheng, although there have not been many intersections over the years, but the friendship accumulated in the old days, the two are naturally very cordial every time they meet.

Su Ran's personality has always been separate, and later he studied journalism and became a reporter, and he became more and more flying. As soon as Wu Jue came in, she grabbed the microphone and wanted to sing a duet with her.

Su Ran is Maiba, while Wu Jue is a member of the choir in middle school and sings very well. The two joined forces perfectly, and after a few songs, the atmosphere in the private room quickly reached its peak.

Su Ran also wanted to continue to hold Wu Jue to occupy the microphone, but Wu Jue really felt that his throat was dry, so he drank a few sips of water, excused himself to go to the bathroom, and slipped out to catch his breath.

This kind of place is very well soundproofed, and when you walk into the corridor, you are left behind by the hustle and bustle. Wu Jue came out of the bathroom, and when he was around the corner, he suddenly heard a low, gentle voice.

If it weren't for the fact that she'd heard it so many times, she would have mistaken it for someone else.

Lin Jiahe was standing at the door of a box, with his back to her, his tall figure cast under the soft light.

"Received a birthday present. Mom is not in good health, don't keep running around and make her scared. You don't have to worry about me, it's okay here, I have time to see you. So, my friend is still waiting for me to blow out the candles. ”

Because the corridor was really □□ quiet, every word Lin Jiahe said made her hear it clearly. It's not because of the content of the words, but the tone, which is really too different from the calm and indifferent president who is usually high.

What surprised her even more was that Lin Jiahe, who hung up the phone, was stunned for a long time, and then sighed quietly. That kind of sigh is obviously with loss and loneliness.

Wu Jue stood in place in a daze, with a sense of panic as if she had accidentally peeked into someone's secret, which made her not know whether to retreat for a while, or pretend to walk up casually.

"Jiahe, the call is over? Uncle and aunt and Garmin are okay in the United States? ”

"It's good." Lin Jiahe put away the phone, smiled and patted the person who came out of it, "Let's go, go blow out the candles, otherwise those guys will be moths again." ”

"Huh?" Cheng Yu was about to turn around and enter the room, but he caught a glimpse of Wu Jue at the corner not far away, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Wu Jue, you are also there." ”

Wu Jue had no choice but to walk up and say hello: "Mr. Lin, Manager Guo." ”

Lin Jiahe didn't respond, only half-squinted, looking at her condescendingly, as if he was thinking about something.

Cheng Yuzheng laughed twice: "It's better to come early than to come soon." Today is Mr. Lin's birthday, come in and eat cake together. ”

Wu Jue was stunned for a moment, it was difficult to refuse, so he could only enter the room with the two of them.

There were a few faces in the room, and the last time Wu Jue saw them on Qin Yuanzhi's birthday, he smiled and nodded in greetings.

"The candle is lit, Jiahe will make a wish." Lan Fei pulled Lin Jiahe and stood in front of the beautiful birthday cake.

Lin Jiahe smiled helplessly: "At my age, I still have to do such childish things." ”

Having said that, he still closed the corners of his eyes with kindness, and when he opened his eyes again, he suddenly looked deeply at Wu Jue opposite, and then lowered his head and blew out the candle.

The light was too dim, Wu Jue couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt that glance, as if he had seen the depths of her heart.

When Wu Jue got the cake handed by Lan Fei, he suddenly remembered the classmate in the other private room. I had to walk up to Lin Jiahe a little and whisper to him, "Mr. Lin, happy birthday." My friend is still waiting for me, go first. ”

Lin Jiahe nodded, but didn't look at her.

Back in his private room, Su Ran was really anxious, obviously because she had been drinking, and when she came in, she shouted: "Hey, hey, why did you go to the bathroom for so long, I thought you fell into the pit, and I was going to mobilize everyone to rescue you!" Ha ha! ”

Wu Jue smiled and glanced at her: "I just met a colleague and chatted a few words." ”

"I see." Su Ran looked like she was enlightened, and pulled her over, "Come on, come on, let's continue the unfinished business." ”

Wu Jue waved his hand: "My voice is a little uncomfortable, you can sing." ”

The encounter with Lin Jiahe completely made her no interest in singing. sat next to Su Ran, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip, only to know that it was beer. I was stunned, but I continued to drink.

The familiar melody sounded, and Wu Jue suddenly raised his head and stared at the screen in front of him in a daze.

"Hey, hey, what a song!" Su Ran was annoyed, and ran forward to cut off the song that had not yet finished the prelude.

There was a moment of silence in the room, except for the sound of music.

It was still Su Ran who reacted: "Everyone continue, singing and singing, and drinking and drinking." ”

As a result, the room returned to a lively atmosphere.

Wu Jue buried her head with a wry smile, and for a moment a warm hand held her.

"Su Ran, I'm fine, really." As he spoke, he raised his glass and drank the rest of the beer.

It's actually just a very ordinary song, just like the name of that song "Love is Simple". At a party in the second year of high school, a handsome teenager stood on the stage with a guitar and said to everyone in the audience: I want to dedicate this song to my favorite girl.

I forgot how it started

Maybe it's right for you

There is a feeling

Suddenly, I found myself

I'm deeply in love with you

It's really simple

It doesn't matter if the earth of love is dark or the sky is dark

There is no choice between right and wrong

……

Shen Tong's voice is very beautiful, and the simple melody makes him sing with a soft heart. His eyes kept looking at Wu Jue in the crowd, as if she was the only one in the vast sea of people.

Wu Jue shed tears for some reason.

The students in the audience never thought that the good student Shen Tong would confess in such an earth-shattering way. What's more, he was already in his third year of high school at that time.

Fortunately, Shen Tong and Wu Jue's results have always been impeccable, and they are not rebellious personalities. The teachers also turned a blind eye to this high-profile early love.

So this song has also become a testimony to the relationship between Shen Tong and Wu Jue when they were young.

After two glasses of beer, Wu Jue was already in a trance. She had never drunk well, and she felt dizzy. Leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes.

Shen Tong, Shen Tong, why can't I remember your face at that time?

"Wu Jue, withdraw!" Su Ran's voice brought Wu Jue back to his senses.

"Is it over?" Wu Jue frowned and rubbed his forehead, and stood up with Su Ran.

The group said goodbye on the side of the road and left separately.

Su Ran opened a car that had stopped in front of her: "Wu Jue, I'll send you back." ”

Wu Jue smiled at the man in the car: "Let's go." I just want to walk and blow the wind. ”

Su Ran hesitated: "You drank wine, and now it's so late." I'm not at ease. ”

Wu Jue raised his head: "Do you think I look drunk?" It's not too late, it's only eleven o'clock, and the nightlife in Jiangcheng has just begun. ”

"Wu Jue......" Su Ran still looked a little hesitant.

"Let's go! Let's go! Wu Jue got up and waved at the people in the car with a smile, and then turned around and walked away.

The car behind seemed to hesitate for a long time before starting to leave.

When the car left, Wu Jue slumped against the railing on the side of the road. Two beers actually made her very drunk. Just facing Su Ran, she was just holding on.

A gust of night wind blew, and her body was like a lonely leaf, about to fall to the ground.

It's just that the next moment it fell into a pair of powerful arms.

Wu Jue turned his head and half-squinted his misty eyes: "Lin Jiahe!" ”

Her voice was very clear, not in any way like a drunken person. It's just that Lin Jiahe knew that if she was really sober, she would definitely not call him by his name like this.

Wu Jue's thinking, of course, cannot be called sober at this time, but her long-term self-control can still allow her to discern the situation in front of her. She wanted to break free of her body, the farther away from this person as possible, the farther away from the person, the better. Because, she clearly felt that the demonic barrier in her heart was breeding and growing this night.

However, even if his mind could still be controlled, his body was not conscious at all, so he could only let him half-carry himself into the car.

By the time Lin Jiahe buckled up her seat belt for Wu Jue, she was already curled up like a small beast, her eyes closed tightly.

Lin Jiahe looked at her in a daze, and finally started the car.

He still remembered the approximate location of her residence. It was only after a few intersections that he noticed that she didn't make a sound at all. He stopped the car, turned on the lights in the car, leaned over, and lifted her face.

Unexpectedly, Wu Jue's eyes were wide open, not at all like the appearance of a drunkard. It's just that in those eyes, there is a terrible emptiness, and it seems to contain deep sadness.

Maybe it was just that second, Lin Jiahe felt as if somewhere in his heart was stinging. Then, he pulled her over and covered her slightly pale lips.

It was the second kiss between them. The gentle tossing and turning between the lips and teeth, exuding each other's creamy and winey aromas, bewildered and long.

When the two separated, Lin Jiahe's breath was already a little unstable, and Wu Jue was still the same as before, his eyes still exuding emptiness and sadness.

But unexpectedly, before Lin Jiahe could speak, she closed her eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair, and spit out a low and inaudible sentence: "Take me home, okay?" ”