I used to like to watch Jinjiang, so the style of writing is more inclined to Jinjiang's writing, but I can't write t^t well

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Song Jing remembered that when Gu Xiuyuan decided to go abroad, she was in her senior year and was interning in a magazine, as an intern girl, the work of serving tea and pouring water in the magazine to copy documents and sort out materials fell on her head, doing tedious and small chores all day long, but she didn't dare to have any complaints. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When Gu Xiuyuan appeared, she was being lectured by her boss, and the reason for this was only because Song Jing spilled coffee on the article she had just printed. But in this society that is busy with livelihood and work, all the pressure can be detonated because of a little thing, and unfortunately, the person who detonated it is Song Jing, an intern student.

Gu Xiuyuan stood outside the door and watched Song Jing being lectured by a middle-aged woman with his head down, the white shirt looked clean and thin on her, and the thin white calves were exposed under the skirt, and from his point of view, he just saw Song Jing's small movements of pouting, which made him feel that everything was so beautiful, as if there was only that touch of pure white left in his world.

When Song Jing came out, she was so frightened by the sudden pull that her heart paused for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the back of the young man wearing a black T, and his chestnut hair flew with his steps.

She smiled, a little amused.

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Elopement."

The young man in front looked back at her and showed a youthful smile, Song Jing felt that he was very much like a little sun at this moment, shining warm in her heart, and couldn't help grinning.

"To the moon? I'm not going to the moon if it's not the moon. ”

"No, I'll take you to the galaxy."

"Then I reluctantly agree."

Later, Gu Xiuyuan took her to Nanshan to take a cable car.

The lights of the whole city are reflected in the eyes of the two people, like the Milky Way in their eyes, shining brightly.

"The Milky Way turned out to be a cable car."

"The Milky Way is in your eyes."

Gu Xiuyuan looked at her side face, and the light in his eyes was more dazzling than the Milky Way.

"Poof..."Song Jing smiled from ear to ear, "Gu Xiuyuan, your flirting skills are getting better and better, which girl have you fallen in love with recently?" Sure enough, it's really practiced. ”

Hearing this, Gu Xiuyuan smiled faintly.

"yes, that's my new idea, isn't it? I'm going to bring the girl I like here next time I come back and confess, what do you think? ”

"Not bad, this place is an excellent pickle girl holy place, you look at the atmosphere, this beautiful scenery, and ah, the cable car is still a great place to get along, when the two of them are alone in it......" The warm embrace interrupted her chatter, and the body temperature from others made her a little overwhelmed, although it was just a hug, she didn't know how to react.

Until she heard the hoarse voice of a young man in her ear - "I'm leaving." ”

The hands on his knees tightened unconsciously, and Song Jing looked at the lights in the distance and opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

"I negotiated with my parents, and they finally agreed to give me a few years to do what I wanted. Little squirrel, promise me okay, if you are still alone when I get the gold medal and come back, promise to let me pursue you, okay? ”

The warm breath of a young man came from her ears, and the arms on her shoulders hugged her very tightly, and on this silent night, she seemed to hear the sound of her heartbeat coming from the other person's chest.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

She wanted to say something, but she just pursed her lips.

What should I say......

The hand on his knee gradually loosened as the master's consciousness gradually stretched out behind the young man's back, "Okay." ”

The moment he felt the touch, the young man's body trembled, and the corners of his mouth grinned in a bright arc.

……

"Buzz ......"

The sound of the phone vibrating interrupted the woman's thoughts, and the smile on her lips couldn't help but deepen a little when she saw the name flashing on the screen.

"Hey, Mom."

"Xiaojing, are you still busy? Come back for dinner tonight, Mom has made you something delicious. Song Mu's voice was a little brisk.

The condolences from the earpiece warmed Song Jing's heart, "Okay, I'll get off work in a while, and I can take it back by the way if I need anything." ”

"No, you have everything at home, you can come back directly after work. We are waiting for you. ”

"We?" Song Jing was a little puzzled. Since my father left that year, only the two of them have left, who is the "we" in my mother's mouth?

There was silence in the earpiece for a few seconds, "Xiao Hao is back." ”

The hand holding the phone suddenly lost some strength, and something was rushing in the chest, as if it was about to gush out.

……

"Doodoo ......"

Hearing the blind sound from the mobile phone, Mother Song sighed imperceptibly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Xiao Hao, what do you want to eat, Auntie will make it for you......"

Chapter 2: The Deceased

When Song Jing first arrived home, he heard his mother's hearty laughter from the kitchen before he entered the door, followed by a sentence "Xiaohao, come on, how about helping Auntie taste the taste?" It was like a pebble thrown into her calm heart.

She didn't know if she should be happy, after all, he was back. I just felt a tightness in my heart, something choked my throat, and my mouth was astringent, and I couldn't tell what it tasted like.

When Song Jing changed his slippers, he happened to hear the man say, "Aunt Fang's craftsmanship is still so good, it is difficult to eat an authentic hometown meal when I am abroad, and at that time, all I thought about was the dishes made by Aunt Fang." ”

Song Jing thought that after drinking foreign ink for a few years, he couldn't change his oily tone.

When Song Jing walked to the living room, Song's mother was babbling something to the man, she didn't pay attention, she only heard the man's response from time to time, which made her mother laugh from ear to ear. Then, as she looked at the back of the man's head, the conversation turned to her.

She heard him say, "It's been a long time, is she okay now?" ”

"That girl, it would be nice if you were like you, what magazine did you go to work after graduation, and often ran out, and you didn't go home for ten days and half a month, you said that you were such a big person, and you didn't ......let me worry about it."

"Mom." Song Jing stopped her mother's chatter at the right time, she could imagine that if she didn't stop it at this time, the next thing would be to talk about her time to have a boyfriend, get married, have a child, and what a good name the child should have.

"Hey, Xiao Jing is back," Fang Wan, that is, Song Jing's mother, poked her head out of the kitchen to look at her, "It's just right, this dish has just been prepared, Xiao Jing and Xiao Hao went to wash their hands and prepare to eat." ”

At this time, Lu Hao, who was helping Fang Wan in the kitchen, also saw her standing in the living room. As always, he was simple and simple, carrying a simple and generous bag in his hand, wearing a white shirt with cuffs up to his forearms, and his jacket was a beige casual shirt, hanging down to his calves, and below it was a pair of slim off-white cropped pants, revealing his slender and white ankles, which shook his eyes.

He still remembered that he once said to her, "Song Jing, your ankles are beautiful." ”

Song Jing glanced at the man standing at the door of the kitchen, the smile on his face that was no longer green was just right, and the surrounding scene gradually faded around the person, like a black and white silent movie.

She saw his thin lips squirming, and he said, "Song Jing, long time no see." ”

Yes, it's been a long time, and it's been seven years since he left the country, and they haven't seen each other for seven years.

If you count it, it is seven years, two months and twenty-one days.

She smiled slightly, and she heard herself say in a formulaic tone, "Long time no see, Lu Hao, welcome back." ”

The bitterness in her heart was well hidden by her, she had practiced this dialogue in the mirror many times, and on the day he returned, she finally said these ten words in a breezy tone.

And these breezy clouds seem to someone to be a little obscure.

Looking at Lu Hao's brighter and brighter smile, well, she admitted that she was a little flustered. She remembered that every time she him off, he would smile brightly, but the brighter it was, the worse she would become.

Seven years later, she is still immune.

This is a disease, and it must be cured. (To be continued.) )