When Jia Yi returned to the apartment, the neighbors gathered in Aunt Li's living room, Xiaoqi on the third floor teasing the dog, and Zheng Feng and Guo Rui were drinking.

She also found a place to sit next to Guo Rui, and on the third day, she had no news from Mark, and she couldn't hold it back.

"Brother Guo Rui, do you have any news of Mark recently?"

Guo Rui smacked his wine and shook his head.

Jia Yi knew it in her heart, so she didn't ask any more.

Everyone chatted downstairs for a long time, Zheng Feng and Guo Rui drank a few bottles in a row, both of them were a little drunk, for some reason, the topic suddenly turned to Guo Rui's girlfriend's ideal type, and the other three people had all kinds of speculations, who knew that Guo Rui shook his head dissatisfiedly after hearing it, and shouted in his mouth: "No, at least you have long hair and waist, tall and tall, intellectual and generous, like Lin Chiling......"

In the end, everyone believed that he was really drunk.

Jia Yi smiled and comforted: "Sister Lin Chiling, don't think about it, but I know such a woman, and she is single." ”

Guo Rui immediately turned his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he asked, "Really?" ”

The smell of alcohol came to his nostrils, which made Jia Yi immediately stand up and nodded: "Well, maybe she has a chance to come here!" ”

The woman Jia Yi said was naturally Yu Ran from Beijing, and when the two talked on the phone a few days ago, Yu Ran definitely told her that she would come to N City soon.

She was very surprised, and hurriedly asked the reason, Yu Ran still said with a smile: "I'm tired of staying in Beijing, and I want to come to N City to do what I like to do." ”

Although the voice was calm but there was no joy, Jia Yi naturally knew that Yu Ran's reason was by no means so simple, but she didn't want to ask in detail, no matter how much sorrow there was behind Yu Ran's reason, she didn't want to ask anymore, because-

No one mourned more than her, and she hadn't heard such a calm and melodious voice for a long time.

During this time, it rained again in N City, and the rain of the winter rain was very small, but the sound of falling on the ground was exceptionally clear, and it fell into the world with a heavy chill, and they comforted the hearts that slept late.

Maybe I had a good dream tonight, Jia Yi thought......

Early the next morning, Yuanyuan did come to Qiao Le's house as entrusted by Jiayi, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw his haggard face, which was extremely incompatible with his name, and she couldn't even call the name with "Le".

He poured her a glass of orange juice and continued to sit on the couch, a goblet with a red liquid in front of it.

The two were silent for a while, but Qiao Le opened his mouth first and said, "Aren't you in the Jiayi shop?" ”

Yuanyuan pretended to be casual and let out a "hum", then looked down at the yellow juice in her cup.

He lay loosely on the couch, squinted his eyes and asked, "How is she?" ”

Yuanyuan put down the cup in her hand and said, "She's fine, what about you?" How are you? ”

Still drooping his eyelids, he said, "Who is she with now?" Gao Qu is still called ......"

"Mark?" Yuanyuan regretted it as soon as she said it, and she pinched her thighs hard.

Qiao Le opened his eyes slightly, sneered and said, "That's right, she's with Mark." ”

"She's not with anyone! Jole, does it matter who she's with? Yuanyuan's eyes widened, almost reprimanding.

Qiao Le's face was unmoved, and he still said lightly: "It doesn't matter who you're with, that person isn't me anyway, right, you don't believe that person is me, no, you should never think that person should be me, right?" ”

There was a slight sneer as he spoke, but Yuanyuan was already angry in her heart, she walked up to him, stretched out her palm, and slapped him in the face - the crisp sound echoed in the huge living room.

Qiao Le immediately jumped up, covering his hot face on the left with one hand, his eyes were full of anger, and said, "Are you crazy?!" ”

Yuanyuan was also frightened by his posture, she didn't dare to look directly, lowered her head and said, "Qiao Le, I'm for your good!" Do you know you've been too confused during this time? ”

Joe's mood was still there, he picked up the wine glass on the table, walked to the other end of the sofa and sat down.

"I know I'm confused, I don't need you to sue me, everyone is saying that I'm not sober-minded, customers, bosses, colleagues and Xiaoyin, and now you also come to my house to say I'm confused, of course I know, I don't need you to sue me."

As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed his glass and walked to the balcony, still saying, "You know what? Yuanyuan, I thought that at least you would understand me, you at least know that I was not like this, I was not ......"

He drank all the wine in the cup, and when he didn't pay attention, the wine glass had already left his hand and slid to the ground, and a more crisp sound sounded, Yuanyuan was frightened and quickly raised his head only to find that he had squatted on the ground.

She hurriedly ran over and tried to pick him up, but he still pushed him away, and Yuanyuan had to let him fall to the ground alone, where he was lying in a pile of glass shards.

She immediately picked up a broom and swept away the glass debris.

By the time she cleaned up, Qiao Le had already fallen asleep.

Yuanyuan looked at this face tormented by work pressure and love, and gradually realized that Jia Yi's confession was not a big fuss.

I always thought that the authorities were just fascinated, but I didn't expect that she, a bystander, was not clear.

What she doesn't know is that some people will enjoy the simplicity and transparency of campus love, while some people will regard this simplicity and transparency as sacred, like religion, persistent and superstitious, once experienced, it will be remembered for life, the initial emotional enlightenment has long been unforgettable, and the origin and destination of all love come from that initial memory......

In the last few days of January, sleet, the worst weather of the year in N City, although it was a weekend, Jia Yi did not dare to hold up hope - the road was muddy, how many young people would want to spend this cold and wet time outside, it is better to be romantic and relaxed with their loved ones wrapped in quilts and snuggled up on the sofa to watch a movie.

But for Jiayi, who doesn't expect a lot of customers, this is a good thing, after all, she is about to make some adjustments to the store, and the weather gives her enough free time to start working on these consignment items.

"Jiayi!"

When Yuanyuan pushed the door in, the chill of the whole city finally found a host, and rushed in first, she quickly closed the door to stop it, and casually threw the umbrella covered with rain and snow into the corner.

It can be seen that Yuanyuan is not in a good mood, "What's wrong?" Jia Yi asked.

Yuanyuan walked to the bar and sat down, Jia Yi saw her panting, and quickly poured a cup of hot water for her.

"What the hell is going on?" Jia Yi asked again.

Yuan Yuan squinted at Jia Yi, then sighed and said, "Qiao Le...... He's very bad, very bad......"

"What's wrong?" Jia Yi put down the work in his hand.

Yuanyuan didn't have time to drink water, she wanted to tell Sù Jiayi what had become of the friend they were all familiar with-"It's completely different from him before, he has no fighting spirit, he is depressed, he is drunk and muddy, and he keeps ......"

She looked at Jia Yi's slightly changed face, and she didn't know whether to continue for a while.

Seeing that she hesitated, Jia Yi also guessed something, and pretended to tear out the label paper on the price card one by one, she wanted to avoid Yuanyuan's gaze, so that Yuanyuan could continue without scruples.

"He keeps calling your name, and he hasn't forgotten his previous feelings at all."

Jia Yi lowered his head and did the work in his hands, and said softly in his mouth: "It's not that I forgot ...... it" because this is not a feeling at all!

She said it very quietly, thinking that Yuanyuan couldn't hear it at all, but Yuanyuan obviously heard it.

"Of course you have to forget about it, otherwise what's going on with him and Xiao Yin? Oh, I can't forget my first love, and I can't let go of the current one, what's the difference between him and a scumbag? ”

"No, he's not a scumbag, he just doesn't know how to accept reality." Jia Yi argued for him.

Yuanyuan disagreed, saying: "I think he has some mental illness, it's better to see a doctor, otherwise it will ......."

Jia Yi immediately interrupted her, "Don't talk about him like that, this qiē is all bad for me, I will find a way to solve it." ”

She is more taboo than anyone else about the term "mental illness."

Yuanyuan looked at the replaced label in Jia Yi's hand and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" Stopped doing business? Why take it all out? ”

"Of course not, the operation of the store must be adjusted, otherwise it may not survive the winter!"

"If you can't survive it, forget it, while you haven't lost too much......"

"What are you kidding, you have to face everything, there will always be a way."

- There's always a way! Jia Yi comforted herself downstairs in Qiao Le, she asked him to meet today, although he did not reply, but for her, who is familiar with his character, this is undoubtedly a tacit approval.

When he appeared at his house as promised, he was wearing a loose black turtleneck sweater and a pair of fat pants underneath, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the room, and wine glasses and empty bottles were scattered everywhere on the table, by the lamp, on the side of the sofa, and on the windowsill.

With a cup still in his hand, he walked to the balcony alone, turned his back to her, and said, "Yuanyuan must have told you how pitiful I am, why do you have to run away to relieve your hatred?" ”

He raised his glass, swallowed it, and a smile appeared on his lips, and the chill of the whole city turned out to be lodged here.

Jia Yi got up and walked to the balcony and stood beside him.

He didn't look at her, but when he raised the cup and wanted to drink it again, she snatched it away, and she drank it all, and Qiao Le finally had a different look in his eyes.

"I'm not here to see how pitiful you are, I'm afraid there is no more pitiful and hateful person in this world than me." She laughs. The chill was shining.

"But I can live well, why can't you?"

She didn't look at him, turned and went into the house to pour wine, not paying any attention to his tailgating gaze. She poured a full glass, drank it all again, and then said slowly: "I'm here to show you, how well I lived, I gave up graduate school and went to Beijing, drifted for a few years or came back to open a store, and now I lost money, even the employees ......have run away," she choked up and said, and drank again.

"Jia Yi......" He frowned, and it took a long time to speak: "Don't drink anymore." ”

Even though he was drunk, he couldn't bear to see her continue drinking.

"I'm here to show you, you can cheer up, if I'm the culprit, then the one who suffers should be me, not you, not a person named Qiao Le." She finally burst into tears, and the wine mixed with tears seemed to be even more bitter.

He looked at her slightly trembling body and said with a sneer, "You have never shed tears for me in the past......"

"yes, I never had it before, and now I'm going to start paying it back, aren't I?" She suddenly grabbed his arm, and he couldn't help but be surprised and faintly worried, for her tearful eyes were staring at her, as if she had completely forgotten that there was something special about her.

He couldn't help but whisper: "Jia Yi......"

Jia Yi shook her head but couldn't shake off the water curtain in her eyes, she said slowly: "Qiao Le, put it down." ”

"Down? What to put down? ”

"Let go of the past, let's reconcile."

She forgot that these were two propositions, but she forced them into one sentence.

Qiao Le sighed, held her hand, and touched her palm with a band-aid in his fingers, and couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and said, "Why are you bothering?" I scolded you last time, why did you ......?"

She put her index finger in front of his mouth, exhaled a thick smell of alcohol, and said, "Shhhhh

For the first time, he felt her so close to him, her collarbones so inadvertently exposed in front of him, and the chestnut curls fell on that clear shallow ravine, like a floating water lily in a trance.

But she was so far away, only to hear her say intermittently: "I don't hate you, I don't hate you at all, you are right, but Qiao Le...... I hope you put it down, I really hope you're good, you still have a job and Xiaoyin, it's really not worth doing this for me, you can be as happy and happy as I was before I came back! You can do it...... Like before, like when you and Xiao Yin fell in love, you can completely let go, let's go back to that time, okay, back to you and Xiao Yin......"

Jia Yi only wants to rewrite the time and space after she returns to N City.

But it's clearly a story that has lasted for nearly 10 years, how can it be that only a small part of it can affect the ending?

"Do you know why it's Xiao Yin?" Qiao Le let go of his hand and sat down on the sofa alone.

But Jia Yi didn't seem to care at all, her body was gradually softened by the alcohol, and after swaying from side to side for a while, she slowly squatted on the ground, her hands tightly hugged her knees, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were slightly open, like a child living on the street.

He sighed, didn't say any more, looked up at the dark ceiling, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it seemed to be closer to him, as if it was going to press on the top of his head, to make his internal organs, his whole person, all his memories press into a thin piece of the city, as if they were transparent.

He was suffocated, and hurriedly withdrew from such thoughts, and looked at Jia Yi, who had fallen asleep on the carpet, and the heavy chill around him was about to invade.

He got up and tried to pick her up, but she struggled to push her away in time, and muttered as if he was awake: "Let's go back to that time......

He pondered for a while, and finally replied, "Okay, okay......"

Hearing this answer, she smiled, slowly opened her eyes, supported the ground with her hands, tried to stand up, and when she saw Qiao Le's suddenly outstretched hand, she immediately shook her head and said, "You know, you can't hold my ......"

He just watched as she shuffled with heavy steps to the room where she had been sleeping.

His hand was still hanging in the air, just like back then, forever in mid-air, always only the cold wind that penetrated into his palm, pricking every nerve he tried to forget the past.

He promised her to let go of the past, and he really tried his best, but the repetition of history undoubtedly reminded him all the time, tossed him, and tore him apart.