I stood at the door of the gate, looking at Fang Wenke and Wang Ying awkwardly.

I know Fang Wenke too well, so in the eyes he looked at me just now, I could see his concealment and cattiness. That kind of flaw is the result of long-term love and time running-in, both good and bad.

At this moment, my eyes didn't know where to fall, I didn't want to see through Fang Wenke's secret, let alone know Wang Ying's identity.

Because a lot of exposure is a matter of a moment, and a lot of sadness is a lifetime thing.

Wang Ying's hand fell in the air, and I didn't reach out to respond to her polite greeting, I always felt that this thing was too abrupt.

She is really tall, and she is matched with Fang Wencurt, and this height difference of half a palm makes people feel that the atmosphere is very harmonious, and I have become a light bulb alive.

After being stunned for a long time, Zhao Jun walked back to Fang Wenke's house from outside, he carried a bag of daily necessities, and I glanced at the contents of the bag through the transparent shopping bag: pink mouthwash cups, pink toothbrushes, pink face puffs and face towels, and even a set of pink pajamas.

Obviously, these things that Zhao Jun bought were all for me, and I looked down at my shopping bag again, a bag full of cheap goods, there was no beauty at all.

Zhao Jun bothered too much for me, and in contrast, I seemed to ignore myself too much.

Zhao Jun was also frightened when he saw the scene in front of him, he just went to the supermarket, and Fang Wenke's house came to such an uninvited guest.

Before I could speak, Zhao Jun dragged me away.

I was dragged hard, and when I looked back at Fang Wenke and Wang Ying standing at the door, I suddenly remembered where Wang Ying's face seemed to have been seen, and Wang Ying's name was so familiar.

"My top bunk is also called Wang Ying! I remember! I've seen her profile in the instructor's office, and it's her! She is the Wang Ying in our dormitory who has never been reported! I suddenly shouted, but at this moment I had been taken a few hundred meters away by Zhao Jun, and when I turned back, I couldn't see Fang Wenke and Wang Ying.

"She is indeed our alumnus." Zhao Jun said with a wilt, as if he was exhausted after this meeting.

"Then how did she end up at Fang Wenke's house? Why are you dragging me away all of a sudden? ”

I seem to know what the mystery is, and I dare to conclude that Zhao Jun must know about it, but I just want to hear Zhao Jun tell me a bloody truth in person.

"You want to hear the truth? Are you sure you can handle it? Zhao Jun looked at me questioningly, his eyes full of timidity and doubt.

"Say it! I guess she's nothing more than an ex-girlfriend or something, do you think I'm right? I pretended to look at Zhao Jun calmly, in fact, my heart was already turbulent, I was afraid to hear an affirmative answer, I hoped that the ending was a clever reversal.

"Yes, Wang Ying is indeed Fang Wenke's ex-girlfriend." Zhao Jun carefully glanced at me with his eyes, for fear that I would suddenly burst into a thunderous explosion, but I held back, I pursed my lips, and said, "And then?" ”

Zhao Jun saw that my mood was still calm, he leaned against the mottled walls of the alley, sighed, looked up at the sky, and then began to tell me a story that was not long.

"In fact, Wang Ying and Fang Wenke should be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and their families are also very wealthy, and they have played together since childhood. Wang Ying is recognized as a lady in their rich circle, but she is not a small jasper in the traditional sense. She is the kind of girl who is neat and decisive. She helped her father take care of the company when she was 16 years old, because her super high IQ and precocious emotional intelligence are simply the best among her peers.

At that time, Fang Wenke, since he was eight years old, had been running behind Wang Ying's ass every day. Because the economic strength of the two families is comparable, the parents of both sides also intend to match the two of them. But excluding the reasons for the strong alliance in the economy, Fang Wenke really likes Wang Ying. When he was fourteen years old, he was particularly obvious, two people who were not in the same class, Fang Wenke took the initiative to transfer to Wang Ying's class through his mother's connections, and they were at the same table. Every time he got out of class or had lunch, Fang Wenke bought snacks or lunch for Wang Ying. The most jaw-dropping thing is that even when Wang Ying went to the toilet, Fang Wenke insisted on accompanying her, but he just waited for Wang Ying at the door of the toilet. He almost never gets tired, and he never gets tired of it.

At that time, the whole school knew that Fang Wenke liked Wang Ying, and their relationship was also a matter of course. Wang Ying did not refuse Fang Wenke, nor did she make it clear that she liked Fang Wenke, so the two naturally became a couple, and one place was the scene for nearly five years.

"However, in the third year of high school, there were some accidents. After the admission letter came down, although both of them were admitted to our university, Wang Ying suddenly disappeared, saying that she went to Paris. Fang Wenke told me that Wang Ying fell in love with a French foreign teacher who only taught them four classes in her junior year of high school, and it was love at first sight. Then Wang Ying said goodbye, didn't even say anything about breaking up, and the university didn't come to report. Fang Wenke tried his best to contact Wang Ying everywhere, and even went to Paris by himself, wandering around the streets and alleys. Once, he was tricked into a dark bar and almost died, but he finally returned to China after finding the local police station. ”

Zhao Jun's tail note slowly fell, and I also had a general understanding of the synopsis of this story.

Zhao Jun and I were standing on the side of the alley, and the crisp bell of a bicycle fluttered by.

Zhao Jun finished telling the story he knew, straightened up, broke away from the mottled wall that supported him, shook off the tracksuit that didn't fit well, and quietly waited for my response.

I stared at the wall and muttered, "How do you know so much?" ”

"Actually, Fang Wenke and I grew up together." Zhao Jun scratched his head, but he never revealed that he and Fang Wenke were brothers.

"So, now Wang Ying has returned to China, right?" I slowly moved my eyes to the upper of my shoes, not looking at Zhao Jun, hoping that he could give me the most objective answer without pressure.

"Look at today's jiashi, it should be like this, Wang Ying has returned to China."

I continued to stare at my upper, not replying.

I've forgotten how long I've been wearing these Nike sneakers right now.

I still remember that Fang Wenke bought these shoes for me, and when he gave them to me, I didn't wear them properly, but after putting on a pair of insoles, it was much more suitable.

Now, the lace on my right foot is open, and there are a few more stains on the upper that I don't know if I can wash off, just like my heart.

Zhao Jun looked at me and looked down stunned, squatted down again, and helped me tie the shoelaces that I had no intention of managing.

This is the second time Zhao Jun has helped me tie my shoes, the first time at the police station where my father was arrested.

The night is getting darker, and the cold wind has begun to invade the night, and there is a cool breeze constantly passing through the neck, taking away the body temperature.

Zhao Jun and I were wandering on the side of the road, not knowing where to go next, Fang Wenke didn't call, and all the plots came suddenly and couldn't be arranged.

In the too quiet atmosphere, I recalled Fang Wenke's expression when he saw me today, and I suddenly understood his feelings, the feeling that both sides of my heart could not be separated.

It turns out that we all have our own anniversaries.

Zhu Yang is my anniversary, and Wang Ying is Fang Wenke's anniversary.