Chen Chong looked at the unfamiliar number and was distracted, this was the second time, and she took the initiative to call. He hesitated to reply, and Yu Feng knocked on the door and came in.

"Not leaving?" Yu Feng looked at the coat he was wearing on his arm, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and he was distracted.

"Let's go." Chen Chong picked up his mobile phone, and went downstairs without even wearing a coat. He made an appointment with Yang Huan to have dinner together. But suddenly he didn't want to go. Sitting in the car, he took out his mobile phone again, looked at the striking red color of the missed call, and pondered. Yang Huan's WeChat came in, he looked at her expectant tone, his brain was buzzing, and the first time he released the pigeon.

"There is something temporary, and it may not be able to get over." After saying this, his heart became even more irritable.

"Then you are busy, leave me alone." She replied quickly and thoughtfully. For a moment, he wished she wasn't so considerate, and if she hesitated a little, he might be in front of her.

Yu Feng was driving, but he didn't tell him to stop and turn around. Just like that, when he arrived at his destination, the brightly lit restaurant and the lively atmosphere in the house were incompatible with him.

He didn't know if she had just sat in front of the window waiting for him to arrive, in the midst of the noisy crowd, but her heart remained the same.

Yu Feng urged him to get out of the car, and he suddenly said, "Go back." ”

Yu Feng glanced at him in surprise and didn't ask much. He drove him back to his lodgings. Chen Chong's abnormality Yu Feng saw in his eyes, but he couldn't ask. The intuition was that he had quarreled with Yang Huan. He has always gossiped and sent a message to Yang Huan, "Where is it?" ”

Yang Huan was on the bus back to school when he received Yu Feng's message. Chen Chong said that she couldn't come over because of something, and she didn't think much about it. He already has a lot of things to do, and she can understand it.

"In the car, still busy?"

Yu Feng did not answer directly, but changed the topic: "Pay attention to safety." ”

"Well, go back and rest early when you're done."

Yu Feng figured out the meaning of her words and didn't know what Chen Chong said to him. Anyway, her mood is still good. So what's wrong with Chen Chong today.

After Chen Chong returned home, he couldn't forget the missed call. His heart fluctuated, and he lost interest in anything. That string of phone numbers is like a rat stealing food, biting it from time to time, not feeling it, but changing a little bit.

He still dialed it, and when the phone was connected, his heart tightened a little.

"Hey," the clear voice on that end, as if it had been a long time ago, shook his eardrums and made his heart pound.

He walked to the window, looked at the moonlight outside, the stars were dotted, the bright moon was in the sky, and slowly said, "I'm Chen Chong." ”

There was also a clear silence on the other side, and the sound of each other's breathing was in my ears, unfamiliar but familiar. "Excuse me?" Su Yuzhen was watching TV with her grandmother, and when the phone rang, her grandmother said that it was Zheng Jun, and she didn't want to answer.

But the ringing was so urgent, she patiently got up to get the phone. Her heart was beating wildly when she saw the familiar string of numbers. I really shouldn't have called him so impulsively before.

After calming down, she realized her recklessness, and answered what to say, saying that she was back? She went to the old school, but what does this have to do with him, fortunately he didn't pick it up.

And now that he had called, she was starting to get nervous.

"You were in a meeting .....just now," he hesitated, "you..... Are you okay? Is there something wrong? When he called, the only reason he could think of was that she was in trouble.

"Very well, I'm .....," she told him, hesitatingly, "at my grandmother's house." ”

"Oh, you're back in Nong'an?" He also paused, wanting to ask something, but he didn't ask.

"Eun,......" She was about to say something but was interrupted by her grandmother, "Is it Jung Jun, you tell him that I received a very good ..... for the things he sent"

"Grandma isn't his." Su Yuzhen covered the phone, but Chen Chong had already heard it clearly.

"Then I won't bother you....." He thought that he would call me when he came to Changchun one day, and the classmates could get together. But I just can't say it.

After he said "don't bother," she said, "OK," and the two hung up. She hung up first, in fact, he waited for her, and she used to have to wait for him to wait for her phone to hang up before he could hang up. After all these years, he still remembers.

Su Yuzhen was distracted with the phone, she was deliberately waiting for him to hang up first, but he kept waiting for her to hang up first. Just like that, in a silent world, feeling each other's heartbeats, she can't say that feeling.

After getting married, every time he talked to Zheng Jun on the phone, he hung up before she finished speaking. Gradually, she got used to being hung up, and she had long forgotten that it wasn't like this, and she was the one who hung up the phone first.

Chen Chong hung up the phone for a long time and couldn't calm down, he lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and there was no discomfort, he just sat there, stunned. He knew that he had to find something to do for himself, or he was really afraid, and he would impulsively do something terrible.

Realizing this, a terrible thought swirled through his mind, and he smoked again and again. I don't know how many I sucked, and I felt the discomfort in my throat, so he stopped. The ashtray was already full of cigarette butts. I don't know if it's choking, her eyes are hot and uncomfortable, she said she was at her grandmother's house, was she going to tell him that she was back? Once, she was desperate to cut off contact with him. He went crazy all over the world looking for her, she said she was going to get married, and without telling him anything, she gave herself to another man. That's the tip of his heart, how can he allow her to be someone else's bride.

Later, he knew that everything was irretrievable, and he chose to bless, and he could only miss it if he couldn't forget it. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances, a glass of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight..... Farewell to the dear girl.

For so many years, he has not been willing to lose his phone number, he just hopes that one day she will be able to think of him when she needs it, and he is still there waiting for her.

Thinking of this, he didn't even have time to put on his coat, grabbed the car keys and rushed out. The sporadic vehicles in the street market at night, and the silent night sky told the prosperity of the world, and he quickly drove away from the main city and went straight to the highway.

"Is it Zheng Jun, I received what he sent, and told him that it was very useful." "Grandma isn't him." The words crept into his head again. Uncontrollable, circling in my head over and over again.

He realized how ridiculous his crazy act was, and he braked the car. The car turned around and drove back to the city. The road was unimpeded, and he didn't know how to get to Yang Huan's school.

He sat in the car and pulled out his phone. There is the WeChat she sent before. She said, "When you're done, you need to rest early." ”

He was suddenly moved by these words, and he realized that his impulse just now might have hurt her, and he was glad that he had come to his senses in time.

"I miss you a little." Now his heart is full of her, and he can calm down when he thinks of her.

Yang Huan was lying on the quilt reading a novel, not wanting to receive information at this time, and when he opened it and saw those words, he couldn't help but feel a spring in his heart.

In this way, she is really useful, she covers the corners of the quilt, but her shy heart is sweet.

"If only I had wings, I could fly over." Yang Huan joked.

"I'm downstairs in your bedroom."

Yang Huan snorted, in disbelief. Realizing that it was late, he was busy covering his mouth. She lifted the curtains but couldn't see it.

She typed a bunch of question marks, and he was really too much for her to figure out.

"Can you come out and have a few words with you?"

Do you have to say it tonight, he is here, Yang Huan put on his coat, and his hair was casually draped. Wearing slippers, he quietly ran out of the dormitory.

Fortunately, the door of the corridor was not locked, and she tiptoed past the door of the dormitory manager, cautiously.

She ran out, and saw him standing under the street lamp from a distance, alone, and she wanted to hug her, but when she got closer, she didn't do that, so he took her into his arms, and was caught off guard.

He smelled of tobacco on his body, and she thought that he must have smoked, she rarely saw him smoke, and now he didn't seem to be in a very good mood when she looked at him.

She nudged him gently, and he hugged him a little tightly, although she coveted his arms too, but she would suffocate in this way. He let go of her.

She smiled slightly, "Do you really think so?" With a coquettish tone.

He nodded, firm. "I'm sorry tonight." I'm sorry for letting her pigeons go like that, I'm sorry for hiding it from her, I'm sorry for his absent-mindedness. He just wanted to say sorry.

She didn't expect him to apologize, and she didn't care, it was a normal thing, and she could understand it.

She punched him lightly in the chest, very gently, "I accept your apology, in fact, there is nothing ....."

Before she could say anything, his lips were imprinted on hers. The rest of the words were swallowed in my stomach.

She was stunned, staring at him with open eyes, and he kissed her, her mind going blank. She was dumbfounded, tugging at his clothes, and at this moment she realized that he was not wearing a coat, a shirt, which she kneaded out of shape.

He wrapped her hand around his waist, the moonlight was hazy, and she saw his drunken touch, and he bit her lightly, as if to complain about her absent-mindedness. She just closed her eyes and his tongue slipped into hers. At this moment, she knew what it meant to be dependent on each other.

With a feeling of suffocation, he let go of her and took her into his arms, and she listened to his heartbeat. It's so powerful.

The breeze blows, bringing with it the scent of flowers. It's the magnolia that is competing to open. He seemed to have a lot to say to her tonight, but in the end, the two of them just hugged each other like this, quietly, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the petals and listening to each other's heartbeats. Tenderness and sweetness, immersed in the moonlight. He didn't say anything, but she felt as if he had said everything.