Wang Zhe didn't know what he said, he was confused, he could only look at Su Zhishan and smirk.

The sun was so good today, her hair, her skin, her thin white teeth when she laughed, as if they could all glow in the air, too beautiful to describe in words......

Finally, after the coffee was finished, she was leaving, and he remembered that this time, she was really leaving... Rice plant...

Suppressing the sourness in his heart, he smiled at her, took the bracelet off his wrist, and put it on the table.

He is not good at color matching, and the aesthetics are not very good, the combination of blue, white and pink colors is not amazing, and after doing it, he himself feels that it is not so good-looking, but the words on each bead are engraved by himself: Wang Zhe will always be Su Su's little pet......

"This ......" he smiled, "I'm actually embarrassed to wear it, so I'll give it to you, if you don't like it, throw ......it away."

The word "throw" came out of his mouth in person, and the pond in his heart was like the water of hope, and suddenly opened a mouth, and the water was lost in an uproar, and he wanted to keep the last drop, but he couldn't......

Life without water would have dried up like a desert......

Su Zhishan kept staring at the bracelet, he was a little embarrassed, and laughed at himself, "It's ugly...... You know that...... I'm not going to pick anything...... It doesn't go with color......"

She smiled slightly, "It's good." With that, he put the bracelet away and put it in his bag.

He stared at her movements, without reminding her, there were still words engraved on the beads, I wonder if she would throw it away after taking it back or would she look at it carefully? Will she see those words? In fact, what is the difference between watching or not watching......

He smiled wryly and accompanied her home.

The sunshine of summer will never return to the clear and warm nature of high school......

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In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Without expectation, the passage of time seems to have slowed down, and everything in the world has no color that can make people's emotions fluctuate.

He still worked very hard, but he made progress, no more joy, occasional failure, and he did not feel discouraged, and his career, like life, was just a way of saving.

No longer having other hobbies, drinking was the only pastime that allowed him to pass the time, sometimes sober, sometimes drunk.

Others can't see anything wrong with him, he is young and promising, his career is advancing steadily, and he is also modest, but he seems to be easy to get along with, but it is difficult to get close.

Whether it is in the company or in business dealings, there are girls who admire him, but they only secretly appreciate it, and he never seems to have seen a girl with his eyes.

Some people also indirectly inquired about his past and knew that he had a first love, and finally this relationship broke down because of Xiao San's involvement, but looking at him now, how can he not look like a flowery person, otherwise, he can not look at the beautiful women floating in front of him? So what is his first love and the beauty of the little three?

There are different opinions, he knows nothing, and his emotions are only revealed when he is slightly drunk or drunk.

Is she doing well? She must be happy, right? How much I wish I could see her current situation from the space, even if it was just a word, but she abandoned it, and there was no trace of it, and even the various icons of her QQ once kindness were all dimmed......

He said to himself that he wanted to bless her, and he did bless it sincerely, but he couldn't get over this hurdle, it was himself, especially in the hazy state after drinking, that he missed her, like a spring silkworm cocooning, trapping himself......

At the company's annual meeting at the end of the year, he made an opening speech, and then hid in his office, covered the door casually, and drank alone inside.

While drinking, I turned on the computer and changed my signature, four words: Happy New Year.

There is no title, but only to one person.

Although, she can no longer hear......

Click on the space, read the words he has written in the past two and a half years from the beginning, in a trance, as if he saw the girl in the white dress again, angel-like coming, he half-squinted, smiled confusedly, and subconsciously, a sentence came out: I like you so much, let's be together......

Heh, he never said this sentence......

Finally, one by one, those logs were deleted......

He never thought that he Wang Zhe would have this day. Burning manuscripts and burning poems, isn't it Lin Daiyu's doing? It can be seen that the sadness is extreme, and if he is as rough as him, he will also be delicate......

The heart is completely empty......