I reunited with Yu Tian after a long absence, because of a wedding, and the protagonist of the wedding was our best friend. ''し used to be the four of us inseparable, and now, Junzi and Google's love rank has risen to the king, but Yu Tian and I have put the label of the former degree on each other, and we have stepped into the fourth year after the breakup with the determination to never get along.

Maybe time can really take away something, and we were all calm when we met this time. Yu Tian even continued to listen to the phone after saying hello to me, and I secretly looked at his expression, which was gentleness I had never seen. But when he smiled at me, he did so with a strange politeness and distantness.

From that moment on I was depressed, absent-minded like a bunker.

After the wedding, I ran to the dressing room to ask Junzi and Google Xingshi for sin, and no one ever told me that my best man was Yu Tian, but I was a bridesmaid.

I thought I could do nothing, but when Yu Tianzhen held my hand, I thought to myself that his hands might have been around the waists of countless girls in the past four years, or that he only had a soft spot for one girl, and that girl was not me.

The second guess made me even happier.

Google apologized to me, explaining that the original best man was not Yu Tian, but that he was suddenly late and had to be replaced.

Chunzi said, it's been four years, Sixi, it's almost time for you to laugh at your grudges.

Nodding my head, I grabbed one from a pair of jars and jars in front of me and threw it towards the door.

But the sound of glass containers smashing was not heard.

Almost as soon as I let go of my hand, Yu Tian had already pushed the door in and caught the bottle by the way.

He walked straight up to me, looked at me speculatively, put the bottle away, and sat down next to me, "Enough trouble?" ”

"Enough eavesdropping?"

I already knew that Yu Tian had been with me since I left, but I didn't expect him to really walk in.

And with such a casual expression.

But I was tormented into a fool by the frustration of falling out of love four years ago.

***

Junko was dragged out by Google, leaving me as depressed as a balloon and Yu Tian, a motionless bystander, left in the dressing room.

I was so angry with myself, although I didn't fantasize about what kind of demeanor I could have when I saw him again, but what I heard intentionally or unintentionally was that we were decadent for a long time after we broke up.

But in fact, he can still smile at me with the corners of his mouth raised, and he has a bit of a high-sounding under his impeccable skin.

On the contrary, I was like a patient who had not recovered from a serious illness, dying and dying.

I took a deep breath and pondered the words in my head, thinking about how to repackage my life in the past four years, how many relationships I have had, how many celebrity clubs I have been in, or what talent scouts I have met on the street, and which celebrities I have exchanged WeChat in nightclubs.

I was ecstatic with my powerful imagination.

Yu Tian looked at me and disrupted my plans as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I heard you're doing well?"

"Yes-ah-" My long draft has been summarized by him in a few words, and there is no need for in-depth explanation, so I have to turn around and pretend to touch up my makeup in the mirror.

The second personality secretly recalled the days when I used my Weibo account every day to inquire about his news.

I must have had a brain cramp at that time.

Rubbing, due to distraction, I not only took the wrong aunt-colored lipstick, but also heroically scratched from the corner of my lips to my cheeks, and my face was like a blood mark, which was particularly hideous, and I looked like a circus clown when I looked closely, especially after the obvious depressed and frustrated eyes.

I looked in the mirror again, and there was only a back left in the rest of the day. Looking back, it was still the same, he walked to the door, I don't know if he noticed that there was a good show behind him, and turned around kindly while twisting the doorknob.

"Actually, I just answered the phone outside, and I didn't know anyone here, so don't worry, I didn't hear what you said."

"That's the best!" I pulled my voice and pretended to be arrogant.

All I answered was a cold, heartless sound of the door closing.

At that moment, I actually felt sleepy, and the whole person seemed to be pumped out of the soul, probably my third personality had chased out of the dressing room and was pulling Yu Tian's collar and slapping him, and the second personality was crying and tearing the corners of his clothes and singing for a long time.

All I have left is a shell, a walking corpse conjured from the hair of the Monkey King. And this shell had to wash off the lipstick on his cheeks with cold water, and by the way, the whole makeup was smudged, and a face was wet and funny.

All memories, reunions, nostalgia, heat, hatred, parting, and love are all forgotten in the rivers and lakes of reality in a hurry at that moment

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