At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Ouyang Xun finally finished his day's work, got up and opened the glass door of the balcony, and moved his slightly sore limbs.

The night breeze was cool, and there was a faint mist floating in the air, and the city was undoubtedly unfamiliar to her when she first arrived, but because it was the place where "he" once lived, it was amiable.

Ouyang Xun stood for a while, looked back at Ren Yang who was slumped on the sofa, and asked lazily, "Do you eat instant noodles?" ”

"If you're hungry, just order a meal." Ren Yang's sleepy eyes couldn't be opened, adjusted his posture, and lay directly on the sofa.

"The jet lag hasn't come over yet, and I want to go out for a walk." Ouyang Xun bent down to pick up his coat and asked Ren Yang, "Do you want to be together?" ”

"Nope." Ren Yang advised: "There is a 24-hour convenience store downstairs, don't run far." ”

Ouyang Xun responded, put on his coat, closed the door of the study, and when he passed by the outer room, his pace stopped, his fingers raised, as if he was about to knock on the door, and finally lowered his eyes and smiled, and put it down.

Ouyang Xun was wearing a long knitted sweater, his hands were in his sweater pockets, and when he crossed the street, he had a rare heroic spirit in his steps, and his thick long hair was flying unscrupulously in the night breeze.

In the middle of the night, there are hardly any customers in front of the convenience store, and there is a man sitting in the rest area provided by the convenience store, a pack of cigarettes, plus two cans of iced coffee.

As he approached, the man glanced at her in a fog of smoke, then fixed his gaze on the business journal in his hand.

Ouyang Xun walked into the convenience store, took a bucket of noodles on the shelf, took the water in the boiling water area, paid the bill at the counter, and then slowly pushed the door and walked out.

Sitting opposite the man, Ouyang Xun was very quiet, and stopped for a few seconds before saying: "By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, Xinyao's stock will catch up, and the stock price will go up." ”

Han Yu put one arm on the back of the chair, and his posture was old: "I have always been relieved that you do things." ”

The smell of tobacco was in the air, very faint, Ouyang Xun's eyelashes fluttered, and he looked at Han Yu, who had a cigarette in his hand, and looked at the weekly magazine, without any expression on his face.

He is a handsome person, but there are "bruises" on his face, the outside world is curious, and when asked why the wounds on his face come from, he only replied lightly: "Abrasions." ”

I don't care if anyone believes it, it's perfunctory and almost rampant.

Ouyang Xun hesitated to speak: "Senior, don't you want to be happy if you love someone?" ”

Yes, the man in front of her is her senior, a fellow student at an American university, and later became her boss.

"I'm not there yet. If you're not happy, you simply can't watch others be happier than you. His face looked a little bad, and his dark eyes were tired.

Ouyang Xun sat stiffly for a while, as if he was tired, and finally leaned back in the chair, "Lu Zichu is very difficult to entangle, if you want to take your wife, I'm afraid it won't be too easy." ”

Han Yu looked at her for a few seconds, "So, should I give up?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Ouyang Xun felt a chill in his back, although he got along with him in private, he always respected him.

Han Yu put down the weekly magazine, leaned back in his chair, looked at the empty street, looked a little tired, and after a while, smoked a cigarette again, "Someone once said: Everyone will be passionate about what they can't get, and for such things, he can spend his whole life pursuing them like a madman." ”

"It's been 6 years, are you happy?" Ouyang Xun looked at the instant noodles and didn't look up.

"My joys and sorrows are closely related to whether she is with me." The tone of the first sentence is the same, but the next sentence is sharp, "Don't ask such stupid questions again, asking too many questions will only lower your IQ." ”

Ouyang Xun's face turned a little pale.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Han Yu got up and left: "You eat slowly." ”

Ouyang Xun watched Han Yu's back disappear into the night, looked back at the instant noodles, and unveiled them, the noodles looked soft after soaking for too long.

The water vapor evaporated, and the same smoke was filled, and Ouyang Xun's face looked a little hazy.

Fortunately, although it is unpalatable, it is enough to fill the stomach.

……

This night, Ah Sheng didn't sleep well, and had a dream that she was running, and with such a running speed, it seemed that she could run to the end of the world in the next second.

"Gu Sheng-" Someone called her name behind her, anxious and angry.

She looked back at him, but she couldn't see his face clearly, and the picture reversed, and she was imprisoned in his arms.

The man was furious and lowered his head to kiss her, and she felt that she was almost out of breath before he let go.

Holding her and walking back, the man sighed: "If one day I can't run, how can I chase you?" ”

It was asking her, and it was asking him himself.

"Zichu ......" She tried to open her eyes, trying to see his appearance clearly, the man's eyes gradually became clear, dark and gloomy...

Ah Sheng woke up from her sleep, her body was covered with cold sweat, and there was an even breathing sound in her ears, she almost got out of bed in a panic, stood in the dark, and looked at Lu Zichu who was sleeping on the bed so blankly, and couldn't tell whether it was reality or being in a dream.

"Ah Sheng, I only have you." There seemed to be a murmur floating in her ears, Ah Sheng grabbed the nightdress tightly with both hands, the person in the dream was Lu Zichu? Not Lu Zichu?

……

The bedroom was elegant and quiet, Ah Sheng fell asleep in the corner, and Lu Zichu sat beside her, looking at her quietly.

After a long time, reach out and put his arm around her shoulder, for a moment