Only then did I realize that the beautiful sister who bought my house back then was the general manager.

It turns out that we have known each other so long ago.

It turns out that in the first half of my life, I was not just alone, I also had the general manager who always accompanied me.

"I'm going to find her!" I stood up suddenly, wiped my snot and tears rushed out.

The uncle looked through a qiē expression, and said with God-like care, "Go quickly." ”

I was anxious, while taking out my mobile phone to call the general manager and running downstairs, at this moment I fully understand what time is life, I want to buy the fastest ticket back to N city, I want to go to the general manager as quickly as possible, I want to apologize to her, I want to ask her to forgive me, I want to spend the rest of my life with her tired.

"Dut...... Honk...... Honk...... Toot ......"

I...... Depend on! It's rare that I burned the flame in my heart that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her so hot, but she didn't! Pick up! Electricity! Speech!

I hung up and dialed the number of the pot head, in the past few days in Japan, although I was still in conflict with the general manager, and the pot head also drew a clear line with me on the surface, but I sent him a list of skin care products he wrote, and he swore at the time that no matter what I and the general manager ended up with, if he was my friend. So at this moment, I can only call him.

The pot lid is even more divine, unlike the general manager's phone that no one answers, his line has been busy, and he can't get in no matter how he calls.

I'm so angry.

I know the two of you well in the whole company and still don't answer the phone, is it difficult for me to call Enron?! Is it possible?!

Then I looked up Enron's phone number.

The bell rang for a long time, and still no one picked up, I looked at the time, it was only about five o'clock in the afternoon, why didn't you answer the phone? Even if you go out for a night with the general manager, you can't go out so early, right?

Is there really any more bargaining?

X rule?

Overlord hard bow?

I couldn't help but think of the general manager being forcibly pressed on the bed by An Ran, disheveled and panting.

"Knock". I kicked the community trash can over hard.

I'm so angry.

***

Champion Building.

The old class looked at me worriedly, "I said to classmate, you better eat less, people haven't come yet, what's the matter if you finish eating all the dishes?" ”

I stuffed another mouthful of food into my mouth and took a sip of tea with my mouth oily, and a bunch of oil flowers floated on the tea surface.

I sandwiched a chopstick dish for my wife, who was also a little dumbfounded, "Teacher, who is that classmate?" Why is it such a big shelf, what time is it, and I can't come, I really won't leave him at all if I don't come! ”

"Come, come for sure, she told me all about it, and she said she wanted to see you too."

I held out my chopsticks again, "Who the hell is it?" ”

Lao Ban was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat anything, so he immediately picked up his chopsticks and snatched a piece of pot-wrapped meat from under my chopsticks, "It's yours!" It's a girl, very good-looking, I remember always being with you at the time, and the voice was quite good. ”

"Say the name!"

"I can't remember!" The old class was anxious, put down the chopsticks and gestured up and down with me, "Didn't I teach two classes at that time, there are still 12 classes in your class, and she is from class 12." ”

I dragged my cheeks and smiled, "You can't be talking about Zeng Yuanyuan, right?" ”

Hehe, if you dare to be this little goblin, I can turn this table up on the spot.

"No, it's not Yuanyuan." Lao Ban shook his head, squinted his eyes and thought about it carefully, "It's even better looking than Yuanyuan." ”

Yuanyuan, look at it, it's so kind to call this little goblin's name.

Lao Ban suddenly patted his head, "By the way, I took a photo with her this afternoon, I'll show you," took out his mobile phone, flipped out a photo and handed it to me, "I heard that she is a musician now, and she is quite famous in the industry, I remember that she liked music at that time, and her voice was also good, and she also sang songs written by herself on the school radio station." ”

I took the phone and asked with a smile, "Who the hell is it, how can I ...... it at all" The two words of impression choked in my throat before I could say it, the tip of my nose was sore, and my eyes were blurred immediately, and the phone slipped from my hand and fell lightly on the dining table, making a slight sound.

It's been eight years.

It's been eight years.

She's back.

***

"Xiang classmate, what are you doing?"

"Don't pull me, I have to go, I really have to go, teacher, master, you two eat slowly, I'll go bye."

"No way!" Heng Mei is cold.

"Teacher, even if you can't bear me, we have to get together another day, I really have to go!"

"No way!" Firmly.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"You're gone, who's going to settle the bill?!" Hate iron does not make steel.

"......" I was silent for a moment and patted the old class's little shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll settle the bill when I go downstairs." ”

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into a person, and before he could see clearly, he was gently held by the arm.

"Be careful."

The man spoke, his voice warm and soft, warm and warm, like a warm breeze gently blowing through his heart.

Hearing this voice, my body trembled gently as if it had been electrified, and I tried my best to restrain my feelings, so as not to be noticed by this person, but the more I restrained, the more the feelings in my heart seemed to suddenly wake up.

Old Ben finally remembered the man's name.

"Hey! Ren Qingliu! Ren Qingliu isn't it? You told me to come over when we met yesterday, but I can't remember anything after that. ”

I can't hear what the old class is saying next.

I just said that my chin was gently lifted, and my eyes unconsciously looked at the face in front of me that I had hidden in my heart for eight years.

She doesn't seem to have changed, she is still as beautiful and gentle as I remember, she has a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, I used to like to secretly draw her eyes on paper, her eyes always have a tenderness, when she looks at you quietly, it seems to be able to melt your whole person.

There are still some changes, she cut her hair short, and the small brown curls are fluffy and scattered, which is different from the previous waist-length hair, but it is also more handsome.

"Thank you, teacher, for remembering me." She looked away from me, smiled lightly at the old class, then reached out and rubbed my hair, and pulled me back to the table, moving skillfully and naturally, "Come here, let's eat." ”

I was pulled over by her in such a daze, and then took the chopsticks she handed over.

She looked at the mess on the table and smiled again, "Looks like I've eaten quite a bit." ”

Lao Ban immediately wanted to explain in embarrassment, "I wanted to wait for you, but she," looked at me viciously, "I have to eat!" Gotta eat! ”

Dig back, so wronged, it's like you didn't eat.

She chuckled and nodded, and naturally scooped me a bowl of soup, "It's okay, I know her, and she's in a bad mood when she's hungry." ”

My whole body was still tight, and I ate whatever she gave me, and I didn't dare to speak. She is much calmer than me, constantly talking and laughing with her teachers and mothers, and occasionally the topic falls on me, which she will take back lightly.

It's just that she doesn't seem to have eaten much, and she wipes her palms with a tissue from time to time.

The meal was eaten in this seemingly joyful atmosphere.

After the meal, the old class was worried about her daughter doing homework at home, and after a few simple words, he left with his wife.

As soon as the teacher left, she stopped talking, and the atmosphere suddenly had a strange awkwardness.

I was silent for a while, and seeing that she didn't say hello or get up to leave, I finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "When did you come back?" ”

When she heard the voice, she immediately turned her head to look at me, her beautiful eyes shining, "Finally willing to talk to me?" ”

I didn't know what to say.

"How's it going?" She asked suddenly.

After asking this sentence, she smiled again, "Do you remember, when I was a sophomore in high school, I was pulled by you to read romance novels, and the first thing the protagonists in the story asked was 'How are you doing?' You complained about it for a long time. ”

I couldn't help but laugh when I thought about it.

"It's kind of a laugh." She sighed slightly and raised the tissue in her hand, "You've been wooden all night, and I'm nervous." ”

"you," I said half-jokingly, half-seriously, "I don't see at all, aren't you having a good chat with my old class?" I also asked how old my daughter is, and whose songs do you listen to now, hey, is it possible that you still want to let the little girl be your fan. ”

"What's so bad about being a fan?" A little aggrieved.

"Do you want to instill the idea of American imperialism into the little girl? You can pull it down, they are the future successors of the motherland, shouldering the ...... for socialism"

She looked at me with a smile and finished the next words with me in unison, "Fight for the cause of socialism all your life." ”

I was defeated by her, "Here it is again, and here it is." ”

"It's fun to learn how to speak?"

She nodded unashamedly, "Interesting." ”

Cut.

She suddenly became serious, "Seriously, you...... How are you doing all these years? ”

I think what she wanted to say was -- how are you doing without me?

I closed my eyes and felt that this sentence was really difficult to answer.

If someone had asked me that six months ago, I would have said decisively, "It's not good, it's not good."

But now, I've met someone else.

"The ...... of the Pass"

The phone rang, and the words "pot head" flashed on the screen. I glanced at her, picked up the phone, and there was the tired voice of the pot lid.

"Baozi, you called me? I've been dealing with reporters in the hospital these days, and my phone is about to burst. The general manager fell ill when he came back from Japan, and the doctor said it was pneumonia. Oh, I won't tell you, the general manager just fell asleep, there are too many things that have happened in the past few days, I am tired and have a headache, I will tell you in detail another day, that's all, bye. ”