Chapter 3: Time Without a Trace (3)

"I'll invite you to this meal today, but I'm sorry that Simeng and I have other things to do, so I can't accompany you more." Zhan Haoyang politely began to say goodbye, he was obviously comfortable with such a scene, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry, but Simeng didn't like it, and he wouldn't like it, if she wanted to leave, he would open the way for her to break through all difficulties.

"Isn't the squad leader going to sit anymore? The dish has already started! There was a voice of regret in the crowd, and they were reluctant to give up on Zhan Haoyang.

Zhan Haoyang smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, on the day we get married, I will invite the whole class to come to the house for free." ”

"Wow! Go to the squad leader's house? It's wonderful, when are you getting married? "Everyone has been yearning for Zhan Haoyang's mansion for a long time, and it is really desirable to go there to open their eyes!

"When I dream of getting married." Zhan Haoyang looked at the person next to him dotingly, this is to say that as long as she is willing, he will accompany her at any time!

Zhan Haoyang held Simeng's shoulder and began to walk out, a group of people kept sending them to the door, and saw them pick up the car from the shopping mall not far away and ride away, so they began to talk unscrupulously.

"Hey, the squad leader is really more handsome, and he has become gentler than before, don't you say?"

"Yes, it's much gentler than when I was in school, it's like a different person."

"It's just that I didn't expect Yu Simeng to change so much, what do you say was the reason why the two of them suddenly disappeared together back then?"

"Who knows, there are rumors that the squad leader died in an accident, which made me cry for two weeks."

"Who isn't! Hey, you say...... The reason why the class leader refused the class meeting and left in a hurry...... Could it be the ......?" said a girl in a deep voice, mysteriously.

"Which one?"

"That's it, there were rumors at the last meeting that Yu Simeng suddenly couldn't speak! Looking at her just now, it should be true, right? ”

"It's a shame that it looks like it's real......"

Simeng lay on Zhan Haoyang's back, his eyes staring at the flashing high-rise buildings without focus.

Time is a two-sided brush, it can dilute the things that people want to avoid talking about, so that people can pretend that they didn't happen, and it can also wipe the things that want to be buried deeper and brighter, without looking back, without removing the layers of dust, to know that it is there.

If I am not mistaken, the person who they once agreed to be the most suitable for him should be someone else, and today no one has heard her name pronounced, as if ...... They really all forgot the same.

Passing by the intersection, Zhan Haoyang stopped the car and waited for the red light, and looked back at the people behind her, she was staring at the two girls riding a tram on their left in a daze, they were arguing.

The girl on the bike shouted angrily: "I said don't tell your parents, why do you love to sue so much!" Are you a complainant to get away? ”

The girl in the back seemed to realize that she was wrong, and was a little resigned: "I'm for your good, I'm worried that you will be bullied by that boy." ”

"How old am I and still need you to nag like this? If you don't give me a trick when I fall in love, forget it, and you're still messing around behind my back! How could I have a sister like you? ”

The arm half-wrapped around his waist moved visibly, but her gaze never took off the two girls.

"I remember the first time I met you, you were also at the crossroads and had a conflict with your sister."

Simeng suddenly came back to her senses and shifted her gaze to the face that looked back at her, although she had the light on her back, her smile was still so bright, and it felt really different from the face that had been glaring at her angrily.

"yes, someone refused to let me hitchhike that day and almost threw me off!" Simon smiled and gestured with his hand.

"Oh, I don't know it's you, if I knew that you were Yu Simeng, I would ride a bicycle to pick you up eleven years earlier!"

Simeng smiled and patted him on the back, and the people behind him were honking the horn, only to know that it was already a green light.

"Sit down! Let's ride! As soon as Zhan Haoyang's voice fell, he started violently and rushed forward quickly!

Si Meng, since he can remember this memory, then he should know that the reason why she is obsessed with riding his car is because he carries her most green and beautiful memories behind him, which is the softest and most heartwarming past in her memories, and it is a pleasure that cannot be erased and concealed no matter how much unhappiness and bullying she experienced at that time.

Simeng tilted her head and looked at the bright light on the branches, the September sun six years ago, as if it had traveled through time and space, and the warmth sprinkled on her.

And the rider in front of her became a sixteen-year-old girl, who was shouting angrily:

"I really don't know why there is such a sister as you! Don't come to me at school, and don't say you know me! ”

Because she was so emotional, her hand holding the handlebar shook a little, and the tram shook violently, and it took a few turns to ride steadily.

Simeng sat in the back and secretly pinched his sweat, and then asked worriedly, "Then why should I ask you to go home with me after school?" ”

"Wait for me outside the school or take the bus home by yourself!"

Simeng stopped talking, this sister, who had no blood relationship with her and had been nominally eleven years old, had only officially met for the first time the day before yesterday, and it was understandable that she couldn't accept her.

Seventeen-year-old Simeng has sun-kissed light copper-colored skin, a high ponytail, light blue jeans and a simple white T-shirt, which looks out of place with her fair-skinned complexion in front of her, wearing a school uniform and her hair scattered.

When the car arrived at the intersection, the red light happened to be on, Jiaojiao was still chattering and complaining, and she could only stop the car, making a more resentful voice in her mouth, and after thinking about it for a while, she turned her head and said:

"Hey, you come down first!"

Although she didn't know what was going on, in order to prevent her from scolding again, Simeng still obeyed and got out of the car.

Jiaojiao sneered at her and said, "You always go slowly!" ”

The train rushed out like an arrow!

"Jiaojiao, dangerous!" Simeng shouted, chased a few steps and was cut off by the lateral traffic, while Jiaojiao rode smoothly through the red light and disappeared in front of her.

Simeng stayed at the intersection for a while, staring at the unfamiliar streets and hurried vehicles in confusion, not knowing what to do.

Not to mention that she doesn't know how to go to school, even if she knows, yesterday her father drove her to just look at the school gate (the school is in class, and the doorman doesn't let her in) It took more than ten minutes to turn around, and even if it was smooth sailing, she would definitely be late.

Being late on the first day of the transfer was not what she wanted!

Simeng looked around in a panic, and then she saw a boy wearing the same school uniform as Jiaojiao two meters away, straddle a white tram similar to a racing car, waiting for a red light.

Because his image was too tall, Simeng looked at the school uniform he was wearing and the schoolbag hanging on the handlebars again, and then walked over and asked tentatively: "Hello, are you a student of Hongyao Middle School?" ”

The boy almost just rolled his eyes, glanced at her faintly, and continued to stare at the signal light.

The morning sun shone on the boy's angular face, smooth and without traces, the deep eyes shone with a quiet light, and the shadows at the base of his cheeks set off the three-dimensional of his face.

Even if it is crowded, I am afraid that just a glance can lock your eyes on this face.