That night, I slept late.

To be honest, there is a strange feeling that something is wrong.

I was tossing and turning, and suddenly, a bell rang.

Looking at it, yo, it's still an acquaintance.

However, I haven't been in touch with this person for a few years, and it's Zhuang Jian!

In the evening, this Zhuang Dagongzi suddenly called, what happened?

The phone was connected, and Zhuang Jian's voice came.

"Lu Peng, go to sleep. Sorry to wake you up in the middle of the night. ”

Here, I'm smiling.

Although the two don't have much contact, no matter how you say it, they have been classmates for a few years, plus business contacts in those years, the relationship has always been there.

"Yo, I said Brother Xiao, what kind of wind has scared you today, calculate, how many years have we not been in touch, what's the matter, find me something? But let's talk about it, now buddy, I'm down, and I haven't done any business, so if you want to talk about business, stop quickly. ”

When Zhuang Jian heard this, he laughed.

"Look at what you said, I can't find you if I don't talk about business, after so many years, your kid's stinky and poor energy hasn't changed at all. Well, my brother can't help it, I've been abroad in the past few years, and I only returned to China a few days ago. By the way, I ask you something, did you receive something? ”

"Something?"

I was stunned, and then I reacted.

Zhuang Jian is referring to the strange letter?

The answer, obviously, is yes.

When it was over, the two had a brief chat, and then it dawned on me.

It turned out that last month, Zhuang Jian was attending a local charity sale in New York and accidentally found the group photo.

In a foreign country, I can imagine how surprised I am when I see this thing.

So as soon as possible, he approached Ms. Meghan, the organizer of the bazaar, and wanted to ask her what was going on.

And the result was unexpected.

The other party told Zhuang Jian that the donor of this group photo is a videographer, and his works have been selected by National Geographic magazine several times, and he is also well-known in the industry.

When Zhuang Jian heard this, he was naturally even more surprised. Suddenly, he asked the cameraman's name.

Unfortunately, the organizer politely refused to answer this question, only saying that it was inconvenient to disclose personal privacy.

However, it can be seen that the photographer donated a lot of works this time.

To be precise, except for this photo, everything else has a very high artistic value.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Lao Zhuang, I know who he is."

Zhuang Jian was a little surprised.

"You know? Wouldn't you, who? ”

I smiled and didn't say anything.

Outside the window, the black night sky is as vast as the universe.

Over there, Zhuang Jian told me.

In two days, it will be the 20th anniversary of our students' enrollment. So, this time, I rushed back from the United States, sent that photo to me, and found a shop to make it old, which can be regarded as a memory of my youth.

Before hanging up the phone, I promised Zhuang Jian that when my brothers arrived, the provincial capital would not be gone.

Lu Wei is not here, and I am also idle.

After a simple preparation, on the third day, I bought a ticket directly and set off.

Outside the window, the scenery along the way flashed, and from time to time a train came and whizzed away.

In the early years, like that kind of green car, it has long since died, and it has been replaced by the kind of bullet car with white bullets, which will return thousands of miles of Jiangling in one day.

When I arrived in the provincial capital, it was not yet 10 o'clock, and I just got off the bus, and I was stunned for a while.

I must admit that the city is developing too fast now, and it has only been here for a few years, and it has completely changed its appearance, and it is a little unrecognizable.

I finally hit the Didi, the traffic was congested, and I went around the street, and finally arrived at the destination before 11 o'clock: Zijin Restaurant.

"Yo, Lu Peng, you've got it, I'm going to miss you!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Jian had already greeted him.

Obviously, I feel that now this kid is fat again, and even his hair is thinning a lot, a proper greasy uncle.

In a moment, a large group of people came around, including men and women, or familiar, or face-to-face, probably classmates of the year.

I greeted them one by one, and I sighed in my heart.

I have to say that everyone is indeed old, wrinkles are climbing up, bags under the eyes are drooping, and then how they were in their prime, in the face of time, they all had to lose.

As I spoke, a young woman stepped forward and stretched out her hand to me.

"Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you still know each other?"

As soon as I heard this voice, yo, it was familiar, and when I looked at it again, it was familiar, but I couldn't remember it clearly for a while.

"You, ...... you?"

At this moment, there is embarrassment and doubt.

Judging from the other party's age, it shouldn't be a classmate. Looking at the appearance, it is a generation behind.

At this time, Zhuang Jian patted me on the shoulder and smiled.

"Lu Peng, sure enough, the nobles are so forgetful, this is Hu Fei'er, Pazhou, just forget?!"

Wake up the dreamer with a real word.

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

That's right, it's the fox spirit that Zhu Qian said at the beginning, but now that the charming bones have taken off, it is a little more dignified, and no one can remember it.

However, looking at her relationship with Zhuang Jian, she is also in honey.

So the next two chatted, and as expected, this Hu Feier was successfully promoted and turned into a regular honor.

Zhuang Jian was the initiator of this party, and there were not many classmates, and many of them did not show up for various reasons, which was a small regret.

And why he chose to gather at Zijin Restaurant, Zhuang Jian obviously has something to say.

"Lu Peng, we used to come here often, do you still have any impressions?"

When I heard this, I subconsciously looked around.

Frankly speaking, before coming in, there was indeed a feeling of déjà vu, but looking at this decoration, it is quite new.

Just wondering, Zhuang Jian reminded me of a little awakening.

"Lu Peng, think about it, the Internet café, free, Lao Zhu."

Suddenly, I woke up.

"Herbs?!"

On the other side, Zhuang Jian smiled and said nothing.

Obviously, I guessed right.

Xianghao Internet café, the provincial city was famous, the configuration was high, and the machine was new, but since Lao Zhu later broke the rotten system, there were many people in our class.

Thinking about it now, it's no wonder that he looks familiar, dares to change shotguns, and opens a restaurant.

Over there, where did Hu Fei'er know these things, I couldn't help but ask at this time.

"Lao Zhuang, what's free?"

Zhuang Jian smiled and looked at me.

"Fei'er, you have to ask Mr. Lu about this, he, but the head of the Four Heavenly Kings back then, right, Lu Peng?"

When Hu Fei'er heard this, she became even more interested.

"Yo, Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to have such a glorious history, hurry up, tell me before the food is served."

I was stunned, and the past flooded back to me.

Those old things, the past in memory, are floating like clouds of smoke at this moment.

While I can still catch the clip, under the eyes of everyone, I seem to have returned to the green years of twenty years ago.

The place where the dream began.

End of Volume 15.