By the time he could cool down and think independently, Gu Chengren had already come to the bus stop near the stop sign.

It is as if the boiling water is boiling the hot temperature of the cheeks, as if you can boil a raw egg. Thankfully, Su Yuxi didn't pay too much attention to his expression at that time.

To be more precise, it was the lack of light in the corridor that the evening night covered Gu Cheng's slightly darker face.

"What am I doing......

Before confessing, he was thinking about how to pretend to be cool and handsome in front of Su Yuxi, but after confessing, Gu Cheng only had the scene of Xiao Zehang mocking himself in his mind.

Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, it can't be much worse, maybe he just can't be an ordinary friend, and the seemingly uneventful ending can bother him with a headache.

At the same time—

The old man's mobile phone stuffed in the pocket of his school uniform jacket vibrated at an inopportune time, and it was the third time that he had called this phone, counting the previous two short call sounds.

Whatever you're afraid of, I'm afraid it's not the so-called Murphy's Law, right?

He opened his mouth and took another deep breath of the air around him, trying to exhale all the unpleasant emotions in his heart along with his breath.

Call......

I feel much more comfortable.

Gu Cheng patted his face and smiled, and then walked onto a bus that happened to be leaning on the side of the station.

The bus compartment during rush hour was not crowded, a scene he hadn't seen since junior high school.

Backbite.

"Student card."

heard a voice from the credit card machine at the door, and then, Gu Cheng hugged the basketball he took out of his schoolbag and sat on the back seat in the last row of the bus.

A bunch of messy unread messages popped up in the chat box of WeChat on the mobile phone instantly, and the time node was just a minute ago.

Gu Cheng widened his delicate Danfeng eyes and looked at the remarks at the top of the chat panel, which was a greeting from his tablemate Xiao Zehang.

Sometimes, impulsiveness is always so unreasonable. It's like the current Gu Cheng who was caught not wanting to chat because of a few magical emojis in the middle.

[Don't you answer the phone.] 】

[Did the confession succeed? ] 】

[Remember to use the method I taught you, 100% success, don't make things difficult for other girls.] 】

[Don't forget my good brother. 】

[Waiting for your good news.] 】

Flipping to the top of this series of messages, Gu Cheng could still find the link he sent to him a few weeks ago, click in and take a closer look, and found that it was a strategy website that taught straight men of steel how to fall in love.

"Trick me......"

Gu Cheng put the basketball on his inner thighs, stretched out his free hands and began to type slowly:

[I said your method didn't work.] 】

Immediately followed by a burst of mobile phone vibration, Xiao Zehang replied to him with two messages in seconds, as if waiting for him to take the initiative to tell him the result.

[I'll go, you won't scare other girls, right? 】

[What did she say?] 】

When Su Yuxi was mentioned, Gu Cheng changed his previous unthinking personality, first deleted and changed the message typed on the keyboard, and then pondered in every possible way before finalizing the words to be sent.

[Didn't say anything.] 】

【……】

In fact, not only Gu Cheng, but also his tablemate and good brother also did not jump out of this strange circle of confession failure.

I don't know if it was misled by Gu Cheng or other reasons, Xiao Zehang dealt with his love troubles, which was several times more difficult than the derivative calculus of high school mathematics.

But soon, Xiao Zehang sent him another message, simply telling him that this kind of reserved girl is a liar, and most of them are liars who play with boys' feelings.

[It's better to let go early.] 】

[I'll fight for it again.] 】

Gu Cheng's reply was as clean and neat as the style he did.

The bus stopped at the red light at the intersection, and music was playing outside the stereo at a digital mobile phone store not far away. Gu Cheng knew that this song was called "Light Chaser".

He put on his headphones, clicked on the same song on his phone, and immersed himself in his inner world.

"If you are a firework on the sea / I am the foam of the waves"

"A moment / Your light illuminates me"

"If you are a distant galaxy / so dazzling that you want to cry"

"I'm chasing your eyes / Always looking at the night sky when I'm lonely"

As time slowly passed, the fine sand in the hourglass would sooner or later flow to the bottom of the bottle, except for his full joy at her.

Such a huge city can't accommodate his small wishes, and it's no wonder that he and she are people from two worlds. But it's too early to decide to give up, not to mention that Su Yuxi didn't refuse his confession.

Thinking about things for the worst is also a way to regulate emotions. When we know how to accept, what we have experienced may also change.

Gu Cheng is such an open-minded person, while others thought that he was deeply affected and depressed, he had already adjusted his mood and made plans for the game he would play when he returned home.

The lyrics in the headphones just sang - some love is like the sun falling, having and losing.

"The next stop, Jinyuan Station, passengers who get off the train please be prepared to get off the train through the back door."

The broadcast of the voice of the station made Gu Cheng quickly jump up from his seat and walk to the back door with the basketball. He pulled the tab, and his adjusted mood fluctuated with the jolts of the carriage.

How much does she remember about fifteen years ago?

If she was the girl she was, what would I say?

Xu Zhengchen's thoughts at this time collided with Gu Cheng. But lying on the bench and pretending to sleep, he couldn't see a trace of the past except for his name unchanged.

"Sleeping in the living room will catch a cold." Su Yuxi shrugged his shoulder, wanting to convey his inner thoughts to him.

"Leave me alone."

……

The flavored restaurant that has plummeted in popularity is not as busy as before, and the bleak business does not seem to make Zhang Yufeng feel secretly lucky.

He couldn't see any progress until the development of the new dish was put on hold, and now he was only confirming his conjectures.

In the past few days, Zhang Yufeng has also found other changes, that is, he has forgotten the main dishes and side dishes that he can make.

He tilted his head and took a sip of his beer.

"Hey, Dad, what's that?"

Zhang Yufeng's head turned at a small angle, and the sweet voice that had long been there blurred his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then retracted his palm, which he didn't dare to hug. The daughter sitting at the table was looking at him with her cute little feet swinging her lovely little feet.

He knew that this was just the way his daughter lived in his memory.

But instinct told him he should talk.

It's just—

Zhang Yufeng turned his head, dressed in a white chef's suit, holding a plate of fragrant dishes, standing behind him, and his daughter was looking at himself and not himself.

"Shiyi is so smart, you can guess it." Zhang Yufeng in the past looked at his daughter, and his affectionate eyes were full of doting but not too much love.

"I can't guess, Dad, tell me."

"Dad doesn't know what it's called, because it's not finished yet, wait until it's done later, and then tell Shiyi, okay?"

"Okay."

The air filtered by the rain does not stain a little dust, and the fresh fragrance comes to the nose, restoring the vitality of the city in the past, and the sunshine also survives the continuous rain as scheduled.

Zhang Yufeng, who has entered middle age, will always give people a sense of reassurance, like a solid backer. And he also swore that he would never show his cowardly side in front of young people.

"Zhang Yufeng, I have your courier."

"Ah, here we are."