Time flies.

Reunion after a long absence.

Aya didn't know what to think in her heart, there was a trace of coolness, but also a little trance, the beads were finely broken, fell on the heart lake, sparkling slightly, sweeping through the soft nerves.

When she was able to come back to her senses, she turned her head and subconsciously looked at Qingmengyue.

Everyone's eyes are sharp and full of gossip factors, there are a total of three classes, and some of the old classmates, especially those in the fifth class, have a lot of directions in their eyes at this time.

On the day of the joint entrance examination that year, the Ninth Middle School was dumped by the fifth class in the examination room, and this news was talked about.

Everyone only said that Sun Qingmeng was too arrogant, and she didn't hesitate to do anything like Jian Xuanyi.

At this time, only Chang Weidong took two steps forward, pointed at Jian Xuanyi, and smiled: "Say Cao Cao is here!" He Aya, I just said that I would make a wedding dress for someone else, and this other person is coming, Sun Qingmeng, are you still smiling......"

The classmates all squeezed their eyebrows clearly, and they were stunned if they didn't understand.

Aya's face was clear in the light, and it was particularly obvious when it was slightly red, and just as she was about to say something to start the topic, Sun Qingmeng poured a glass of wine again Shi Shiran walked over, passed by Aya, and hugged her shoulder.

With Aya, he faced Chang Weidong, and stretched out the hand holding the wine glass: "Chang Chubby, don't sow discord......"

was snatched away by a slender and well-proportioned hand, Sun Qingmeng turned his head, the wine glass was in Jian Xuanyi's hand, and directly pushed against Chang Weidong's bulging abdomen, Jian Xuanyi hooked her lips lightly, "Chubby, I have only been abroad for a few years, and you will be old enough to be my father when you come back." ”

"Jian Xuanyi, you poisonous tongue king," Chang Weidong laughed angrily, "Temperament is pretended, right?" Nothing has changed! ”

Chang Weidong looked left and right and beckoned, "Brothers, give it to me."

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The scene was all suddenly lively.

"These grandchildren." Sun Qingmeng shook his head and pulled Aya to sit down.

Most of them were coaxing, female classmates watched, and occasionally unmarried eyes were mostly on Jian Xuanyi.

Thirty or forty male classmates, handsome and clean, most of them got married, fattened, Jian Xuanyi really stood out from the crowd, and her temperament was very different, eye-catching.

Aya couldn't find to talk to Qingmeng for a while, and she didn't know that on the day of the joint entrance examination that year, Qingmeng broke up with Jian Xuanyi in public.

Sun Qingmeng stared down at his phone and suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?"

"James is this funny, he fried the dumplings one by one, and asked me why I couldn't fry scallion pancakes, haha...... Onions, Italian men are big fool hats. ”

"You let him learn how to cook Chinese food?" ”

"A thirty-eight-year-old man likes to cultivate himself and make fools."

Aya was surprised, James looked very young, no matter his temperament or dress, his blue eyes were as vast and deep as the Mediterranean, but he couldn't see that he was middle-aged.

A female classmate came over, "Sun Qingmeng, do you know Jian Xuanyi's current situation?" ”

"What, old classmate Yushu Linfeng, do you want to marry?"

"What's the matter, inquire, I heard you call him Sir just now, have you been in touch all these years?"

Aya listened to the chat, and inadvertently looked for the past, the man's facial features were handsome and distinct, a table of male classmates surrounded him, he was talking, loud and calm, everyone consciously quieted down, his former unbeatable young arrogance, seemed to converge with the maturity of his heart, hidden between his eyebrows and eyes, with a slight smile, handsome and upright, and did not give people a special sense of coldness.

Aya glanced at it and moved away.

In a flash, two hours passed, Aya's gaze and him were in mid-air, and there was no collision, she was paying some attention, and he, probably entangled by the crowd, was very busy.

Before the party ended, Aya got her wish and found an opportunity to talk to the head teacher for a while.

Some male and female classmates who have married are picked up by their husbands in turn, and their wives' text messages urge them away.

There are fewer and fewer people, and the squad leader says that he will not continue the game.

Aya carried her bag and told Qingmeng to go to the bathroom first.

"I'll go too." Qingmeng also packed up her phone and stood up.

As a few female classmates walked to the door, there seemed to be eyes floating by their sides, and there was a warm conversation and laughter in their ears, leaving contact information for each other.

Coming out of the bathroom, Aya and Sun Qingmeng saw the tall figure at the glass door of the club at the same time.

The corridor was a bit long, with two walls inlaid with golden glass, and the halo from the crystal lamp above his head circled the man's side face, and the bridge of his nose was straight, and he actually wore a pair of rimless glasses.

Sun Qingmeng burst out laughing.

Jian Xuanyi stood facing them sideways, and when she turned around, her hand was also taken out of her trouser pocket, and a frank smile appeared on her face, "It has to be like this?" ”

"You have to say that Aya is ugly before you take it off?"

Jian Xuanyi's gaze naturally moved to Aya's face.

Aya was slightly stunned, but she didn't know what to say

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"Just got off the plane?" Sun Qingmeng walked towards him.

Jian Xuanyi pinched his eyebrows, and only then did he realize that he was a little dusty, "The squad leader has to be set today, there is no way." ”

Qingmeng's mobile phone rang, she picked it up and looked at it, but she didn't answer, and looked out of the glass door.

Aya also saw a white Audi parked at the bottom of the steps, and the handsome and elegant Zhang Les came down.

Sun Qingmeng turned his head, glanced at Aya, and then at the man in front of him, still smiling generously, "Aya, you have the key, go back yourself." ”

"Have fun!" Aya smiled.

Jian Xuanyi walked over and stood at a distance of half a meter beside her, and the two looked at the couple hugging each other at the bottom of the steps.

"She's getting married." Aya said with a chuckle.

"Well, I have a connection with her, and I finally figured it out and got married when I was not old."

Aya turned her head slowly, and one night, out of a lot of emotion, she never looked at him openly.

At this time, the person was silent, listening to his voice without any sense of distance, the nostalgia in Aya's heart was suddenly gone.

The two looked at each other, and she pursed her lips strangely, "You're safe." ”

Jian Xuanyi was serious, "Then am I going out and punching that blonde gringo?" Then he yelled at Sun Qingmeng, what kind of place are you looking for, do you know that my country has lost another oriental beauty and cheapened the western ghosts. ”

Aya really couldn't hold back her laughter: "You're really ...... Chang Weidong is right, you haven't changed. ”

He laughed dumbly.

With a gentle arm support, Aya walked with him towards the door, and when he pulled the door, the night breeze blew in, making his voice pleasant, "For so many years, I have always wondered what you have become. ”

When Aya heard this, she was curious, "What has become of me?" Vicissitudes of life. ”

He nodded truthfully, and when he saw her pretending to be discouraged, he said, "In one of my imaginations, so I don't think it's surprising that the girl really doesn't grow tall after the age of eighteen, but her face is a little more open, and she is a little more beautiful." ”

"Only a few points?" Aya felt that he was talking the same as Sun Qingmeng, without the slightest sense of pressure, and the conversation became more, and he said: "Chang Weidong said that the longer I grow, the better." ”

"You didn't talk so much before."

The night wind blew the shadows of the trees on both sides of the road, the wind was very comfortable, Aya greeted like countless pairs of small hands, raised her head slightly, and sighed softly: "It's been more than ten years, and I can't go back more and more." ”

He also smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked beside her, not far or close, with the clear smell of aftershave on his body, and a slight smell of sweat.

Like he used to play basketball, he stopped her in the hallway outside the classroom and handed her breakfast early in the morning, saying that she also had her share.

Feeling, very real.

Ten years ago, the last meeting with Jian Xuanyi was at the gate of the Chinese University, Boulevard.

In fact, in their hearts, they can't forget the scene of that afternoon.

At this time, they tacitly did not mention it, after many years, they are like dust, they have all grown up, they have matured, who is good for them, there are hardships, and they both understand each other in their hearts.

The feeling of familiarity gradually becomes comfortable with the chat.

The topic revolves around the fun of going to school, staying in different classes, but having a common memory of big events

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One version in her mouth, another version in his mouth.

The road was not long, they stopped and stopped, Aya propped her head and turned her head, raised her index finger and shook it, "No, it was obviously the chemistry teacher of your class who first looked at the Chinese teacher of our class, but at that time, the Chinese teacher of our class was dragging the male head teacher of class 7, and it was the chemistry teacher of your class who snatched love." ”

"Where did you hear the version?" Jian Xuanyi frowned and covered the corners of her mouth with a smile, "You go and ask Sun Qingmeng, did she bump into the Chinese teacher of your class and the chemistry teacher of our class hugging each other in the office." ”

Aya was more serious, "Qingmeng never said it. ”

"Don't doubt brother, brother was talking to Sun Qingmeng back then."

"Jian Xuanyi, what did you think back then?"

Both of them stopped, Jian Xuanyi scratched her sideburns, "How can you remember your thoughts when you were a child now?" That's it, I've chased after the class flowers of several classes in the ninth middle school, Sun Qingmeng is difficult to get started, didn't I get more and more energetic as a young master back then? The kind of eyes she looked down on people at the time, I was a little cheap, I had to let her obey me, you always lowered your head at that time, how do I know what you look like, if you don't say a word, shouting at you is like what you do, scared to flick, if I had noticed earlier, I would have chased you first, and Miss Sun What's the matter. ”

Aya was a little embarrassed, how could he talk more and more.

Probably he also realized that he coughed and came back unashamedly, "Although it was my fault for delaying Sun Qingmeng, now she has a lover and a dependent." ”

Aya looked up and smiled, "What about you?" ”

"After I went abroad, I lost my identity as a young master, and no one took a fancy to me."

Aya looked at him like a star, handsome and gentlemanly, but the shirt sleeves were tied up, and the tone of exhalation made him look helpless of an older young man, and he smiled.

"Nonsense."

"Really, life is all the rage, work is busy."

Aya is not blind, he pretends to be good, and he is very popular, so it's not like that.

"Is this time back for a short time?"

"Well, it depends on the situation, there is something at work."

Saying this, Aya didn't know what to think, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his frank expression, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What kind of work are you doing?" ”

Under the moonlit night, his eyes were like ink, and in just a moment, he smiled, and leaned over slightly towards her with his hands in his pockets, "Say it, scare you to death." ”

Aya raised an eyebrow.

"I'm just working for the United Nations."

Aya's raised eyebrows became tall, stunned for a second, and forgot to take a step back, from his breath closer, she was really ...... Accidentally.

He is the son of Kan Tingyun, what is Kan Tingyun's status in Hong Kong? He has stayed by Xicheng's side since he was a child, and he has been exposed to black/gang gangs.

He went to the division of justice.

"Look at your eyes, surprised, happy and admired?"

"yes, I didn't expect that, how did you do it?"

"Miss He, are you cold?"

Aya reacted, she was wearing a short-sleeved knee-length skirt, but it was cold, in his upright inquiry, she smiled, he took out the jacket folded in the briefcase, Aya was a little hesitant, seeing him frowning, his expression was asking, old classmate, what's not strange.

Instead, she twisted it, and she took it and draped it herself

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Jian Xuanyi glanced at her watch, "My time is still early, are you going to bed early?" ”

"It's okay."

"It's Qing on the other side, go sit down?"

Aya nodded, Qingmeng didn't know when she would go home, anyway, it's okay, wait for her to be fine.

The two walked together, Jian Xuanyi always knew the proportion, did not give her any discomfort, kept a distance of half an arm from her, Aya felt comfortable, and talked to him freely, so they entered the Qing bar together.

Neither of them noticed the black Bentley that was listening to under the tree a few meters away.

The choking smell of smoke in the carriage almost blocked people's breathing, and the sparks of cigarette butts were clearly extinguished, and the quiet flickered faint light.

It was held between long, cold fingers and rested on the steering wheel.

Xi Cheng thought about it for a long time, and was very surprised, from an hour ago, to sit quietly until now.

He didn't get out of the car, of course, when he first came, he was about to get out of the car almost immediately, the man's iron-heavy arm, pinned to his waist, and the gun pouch at his waist.

But when he watched her and Jian Xuanyi come out, she was wearing a short-sleeved skirt, her hands were clasped in front of her, and she bowed her head slightly, beside her was a young man with the best height difference with her, and he grew into a handsome and elegant big boy.

Jian Xuanyi didn't know what to say, she held the hair in her ear, raised her head slightly, and her pink lips were shaped, and she actually pulled a smile from her heart.

Both of them were laughing, talking about what, so funny, so comfortable?

She smiled and stretched out her hand and covered her mouth slightly, which was a girl's somewhat shy and polite way of doing in front of a man.

Her eyes, is it the cause of the street lights?

It was dark and translucent, quiet and delicate, and his eyes were round, and he vividly changed his expression with the words of the man next to him.

That's the look.

He hadn't seen him for years, years, and thought he was dead and would never be seen again.

Her whole person is in a particularly relaxed and lazy state.

That's something he's never seen before.

What does she look like when she's around him? She always kept her head down, and when she got close, she tensed up, and he could feel the speed of nerve sensing, she didn't cry or laugh, she was silent, she was observant, she was vigilant, she slept in her arms at night, and five out of ten days she woke up from her dream, with a wet face.

Now, she is sluggish, in a trance, and it takes a long time to talk to her before she can make a good word and reply to you, which is also alienated and cautious.

Suddenly, he couldn't get out of the car, and the mad anger in his heart was replaced by a huge helplessness, which made his fingers stiff and cold, and a large hole in his chest empty.

He couldn't figure it out, what did Jian Xuanyi say, and picked up her smile again? She is so relaxed and relaxed, at this time she is really like a bright white orchid, has been hiding the converging petals, blooming, clean, pleasant and comfortable.

He also thought that he could do anything, not to mention that he looked down on the world, and the whole of Hong Kong called for wind and rain, giving her glory and wealth, and giving her love that he had never seen before.

Why, just can't make her laugh?

She was beside him, never smiling.

Don't laugh.

On this night, grief was a quiet and painful river that submerged a man.