It was 5 p.m. when the plane arrived at the airport in City G. Due to the delay of half an hour, the people who came to pick up the airport couldn't help but look up frequently at the flight arrival time displayed on the wall, and He Xiangnuan was no exception. To his surprise, he saw Xiang Hui at the exit, who had also come to pick him up. The first thing that made him think was whether he was also here to pick up Ansu. It's not impossible, because it's hard not to think of his cousin in the hospital before. But how did he find out when Ansu arrived? Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh again. Why was it so difficult for him to ask the barrister for such a trivial matter? However, there was one thing he believed that would never be what Ansu told him.

Xiang Hui also saw He Xiangnuan, and couldn't help but start nervous while being surprised, because he guessed that the person He Xiangnuan came to pick up was An Su. Seeing Ansu soon, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. For He Xiangnuan, he had a feeling that he couldn't explain.

The first is the way the other party looks at himself, which is definitely not the look of a stranger, so he thinks that the other party knows him, and it is long before he reunites with An Su. It reminded him of the way he looked at him in the hotel on the night of the C brand launch show, which made him even more sure of his guesses. The second is that there is a hint of friendliness in his eyes that is very subtle. That's right, it's friendliness, and he believes he's right. This made him even more puzzled.

How does the other person know him/herself?

Where does that friendliness come from?

Could it be that this person is born to be kind to others?

Although he is quite famous in the judicial circles, it is only in this circle. As far as he knows, there is no such person as He Xiangnuan in the judicial circles. Therefore, the first thing he thought of was that He Xiangnuan should know about their past. Thinking of this, he was ashamed of himself. It's just that He Xiangnuan's friendly eyes came from, but anyone who knows about the past shouldn't have that friendliness.

He Xiangnuan watched Xiang Hui's face change for a while, and couldn't guess what the other party was thinking at this time, but in fact, what the other party was thinking had to do with him.

An Su and Xiang Hui have never been two people who have nothing to do with each other, they were not in the past, they are not now, and they may not be in the future. The past has happened, and no one can deny it. Now one has hatred in his heart and the other has guilt in his heart, and he will still be involved. And as long as the knot in each other's hearts is not opened, how can the future be irrelevant?

What should he do?

Seeing Xiang Hui looking at him in a daze, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart and tilted his face to the side.

Xiang Hui looked at He Xiangnuan in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until the other party waved his hand towards the exit. As he watched from afar as Ansu came out pushing the luggage cart, he shrank into the crowd. It was almost a knee-jerk action, and even he didn't know why he needed such a dodge.

An Su smiled and walked towards He Xiangnuan.

He Xiangnuan took two steps forward to take her luggage cart, and the two walked out side by side. He unconsciously glanced in the direction where Xiang Hui was. This glance connected the eyes of the two people, and Xiang Hui awkwardly moved his gaze to the passenger exit. Seeing Xiang Hui hiding in the crowd, he already understood that he had not come to pick up An Su. He seemed to understand Xiang Hui's ambivalence of wanting to see An Su and being afraid of seeing him.

He Xiangnuan retracted his gaze, turned back and asked An Su casually: "Are you tired?" ”

Ansu replied: "It's fine. ”

"Bizhu has a break this afternoon, she has already gone to buy vegetables and cook at your house first, and is going to cook you a sumptuous dinner."

"Welcome dinner?"

He Xiangnuan nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Do you want to go to work tomorrow?" ”

Ansu shook his head: "I'll sort out the materials at home tomorrow." ”

He Xiangnuan said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the National Day holiday, and I heard Bizhu say that your company only has five days off this year." I don't want to go far when I just came back, do you want to wander around? ”

An Su thought for a while: "At most, three days off, let's discuss it again." ”

Fei Qingya deliberately slowed down her pace, in order to distance herself from An Su. The word "passerby" has been hovering in her mind. What kind of passerby would make Xiang Hui turn back to the show and take her to the hospital? And what kind of passers-by would keep him stranded in the hospital at night?

Now young people who have not passed, just as she also has an ex. There are no more than two kinds of breakups, one is to become friends, and the other is to become familiar strangers. If Xiang Hui and An Su were once a pair of lovers, then what An Su says by "passers-by" today means that they have become familiar strangers. But An Su's attitude of eagerness to clear it up is even more suspicious. Don't you admit your feelings when you break up? It's not necessary. Ansu's attitude made her even more uneasy. If there is a clear balance between them, why rush to clear up. She has never been an inquirer, but this uneasiness makes her constantly suspicious.

As soon as I got out of the pick-up port, I saw Xiang Hui, and he looked restless. She guessed he must have seen Ansu. Looking at his appearance, she was convinced that these two people had a past, and it was not as pure as a simple breakup.

The two didn't talk much along the way. Xiang Hui was thinking about how to explain to Fei Qingya, and Fei Qingya was thinking about what she would say if Xiang Hui didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

Because I caught up with the rush hour, the highway was jammed. In the same small space, the silence at this time tormented Fei Qingya's heart even more. Looking at the red taillights of the car in front of her, it was so red that it seemed to be dancing at her. She stretched out her hand to turn on the radio, but she didn't expect that a song was playing, which was Jay Chou's song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold". Although this song sounds very sad, Fei Qingya likes it. She's always liked songs like this with a story. Although the atmosphere in the carriage made her feel depressing, there was a song of her favorite at the moment that was just to ease up and relax the tense nerves in her body. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

As soon as the eyes were closed, the music stopped abruptly and was replaced by traffic information. She opened her eyes, but only for a second or two, and then closed them again. The hands were crossed, and the two thumbs kept rubbing against each other. In this way, she has never seen Xiang Hui do it without asking for other people's opinions and directly switching channels.

From the first time he heard this song, Xiang Hui didn't like it very much, not for anything else, but because of the title of the song. Fireworks are prone to cold, and it does. Who can understand that after watching the dazzling fireworks with their beloved, it is a cold night and endless nightmares. Now, listening to this song again, in addition to remembering the dazzling fireworks that night, it is the string of Buddhist beads in An Su's hand. It turns out that there are really people in this world who are willing to keep their memories for a lifetime.

Both of them were calm people, and until they finished eating, they were still silent in the living room of Fei Qingya's house. Such silence made Fei Qingya scratch her heart like she had twenty-five cats in her arms--- a hundred claws. After thinking about it, I found a suitable topic, "Is the case of Rosewood Life closed?" ”

Xiang Hui nodded, "An out-of-court settlement has been reached." ”

The two were silent again.

After a while, Xiang Hui said, "I saw Ansu at the airport, you are on the same flight?" ”

Fei Qingya nodded and told her directly: "We sat together." ”

Xiang Hui looked at her in amazement for a few seconds, then lowered his head again.

Fei Qingya intuitively felt that Xiang Hui should tell her about her past with An Su at this time, but she hesitated, both wanting to know and afraid to know. She wanted to solve the mystery in her heart, but she was afraid to hear about the thrilling love that belonged to them, and she was afraid to hear that Xiang Hui was obsessed with her. She got up and poured two glasses of boiled water, which was considered to give herself a little buffer.

Xiang Hui took the cup handed over by Fei Qingya, took a sip of water, and began to hold the cup in a daze. It took a long time for him to come up with a sentence: "Many years ago, I killed her beloved." ”

Fei Qingya's hand holding the cup suddenly trembled, and she thought about their relationship thousands of times, but she never thought that it would be like this.

For Xiang Hui, this is an extremely painful memory. For so many years, he has been trying to forget jì, but when he gradually forgets, he has to face it.