At that moment, Xu Huanxi instinctively threw away the information in his hand, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

She sat in the president's chair with a blank expression, like a sculpture, and her soul seemed to have collapsed.

Many memories of the past were instantly awakened, such as the city gates wide open, wolf smoke everywhere, and the enemy army charged, and her brain had been reduced to a complete battlefield.

Seven fairies.

The Seven Sisters of Teisha High School.

When she looked at her thighs hugging the curved flowers, she was also very honored to be one of them.

But she's more like a green leaf, setting off the delicate light of others.

It was her memories of high school, although in that group, she was humble and quiet, silent, hard-working, but after all, it was her youth, and she had also gone crazy with those seven people, cried, laughed and made trouble together, and spent three years of her teenage years together.

She knows her identity very well, but she is just a small pet raised by those people, a foil for those people, usually laughing and making trouble, as if she is very equal, but she has to be abandoned when it is critical, and those people are also very neat.

But she also knows that the feelings and favors given to her by those people are not fake, those are all real things.

When I was in high school, the little sisters who accompanied you to skip class, talk about things together, and eat a big meal together, no matter how embarrassing they were in the end, no matter how indifferent the relationship was, after ten or eight years, who would not smile when they remembered it.

They are actually very important people in her life.

For those little sisters, Xu Huanxi more or less knew their news, because she was concerned, she paid attention silently, and blessed from the bottom of her heart.

She knows very well that among the seven people who were there that year, there were only six left except her, one was studying for a doctorate, two were married and had children, two were not married, they were struggling on the road of life, and one was forever staying in the brilliant twenties.

She knew the news of those people, because she was silently watching, hoping that they were doing well.

She didn't know if these little sisters had thought about her, whether they had looked for her, whether they were worthy of her concern.

But it didn't matter, because she had completely severed her ties with high school.

- Instead of drawing a full stop in her high school, she drew three exclamation points in gore.

She has no way, she has always had no way, and she faces the past lightly.

Mixed with blood and tears and human life.

But the fate of the world, probably just so coincidentally, going around and around, will meet in the end.

Qin Yan.

One of the original Seven Fairies was the daughter of an upstart who liked to sing against Qu Huazi. Because the background is not deep, there is no one in the eyes, but the newborn calf is not afraid, and the curved flower posture on the bar will not be afraid.

And Qu Huazi naturally has the ability to Qu Huazi, even if he quarrels with Qin Yan fiercely, and plays too much, he will be tired of being together in two days.

Anyway, every struggle is won by Qu Huazi.

Qu Huazi is the goddess of their seven fairies, the goddess of goddesses.

Xu Huanxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, squinting at the scene outside, it turned out that eight years had passed in the past.

But why is she still the same as she was at the beginning, so unlucky, trapped in that gloomy past, and can't get out at all.

See.

Or is it missing?

Xu Huanxi naturally wanted to see the old man back then, but did she really have the courage to face the story of that year?

But will she be able to hide for the rest of her life? If she doesn't face it, then the past will always be a scar, and it hurts every day, like a killer dormant in the shadows, pounced on her and cut her throat at any time.

Xu Huanxi was struggling.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, as if there was an argument, and the voice of the troublemaker was high-pitched, completely overshadowing Xia Sun's dissuasion, and passed through the heavy solid wooden door of her office.

"Enough! I'm really fed up! Your studio is really a big name, the last stylist, that face is like heaven, and he didn't think of me as a god at all! Didn't you say that your head of the room would personally receive me? As a result, I waited there for fifteen minutes, not to mention the head of the room, not even a cat or a dog! Do you know how precious my time is, I am millions of minutes and up! ”

Xu Huanxi frowned, and a strong sense of suffocation emerged in his heart, this familiar voice, sharp and domineering, after so many years, it is still a familiar formula.

She had a bad premonition that she was coming, that she was coming, that not only the old man, but also the past events that had been made in the grave, all came to her face, as if they were going to overwhelm her.

She could barely breathe, propped herself up on the glass with one hand, and a cold sweat was faintly breaking out on her forehead.

She didn't know if she could bear it.

At the same time, she vaguely has another worry, that is, her marriage, her family, and the people close to her, such as the young Xu Yinuo and the old ancestor!

The appearance of these high school friends is bound to bring about a sweep of the past, and whether she can hold it up is a matter of saying,

But what would she do if the past fermented?

The original thing left a videotape.

And she also has a scar on her heart.

Can't get past easily!

No way!

She's gone!

She instigated her to be afraid!

Xu Huan's eyes widened with joy, turned around and grabbed the phone on the desktop, and dialed the internal line, she must immediately notify Xia Yangyang, and must do everything possible to stop Qin Yan.

"Smack-"

The solid wood door was pushed open domineeringly.

At the door, her lovely subordinate Xia Sunshine was still making her last effort, and hugged the sapoo customer: "This young lady, our head of the room is working inside, you can't go in, I can take you to pass on something." ”

However, the customer pushed away Xia Sunshine with one hand, and he was very strong.

The woman's burgundy high heels stepped firmly on the ground, and walked towards Xu Huanxi.

Xu Huanxi's movements were completely paused, the old man, it was really the old man, she wanted to cry at a glance.

There is a vague happiness, and there is an obscure pain.

It's too late.

The old man has arrived, and the past will come out.

Xu Huanxi sighed softly in his heart, and finally put down the phone, there are troubles every year, especially this year.

Come on, be optimistic, at least she doesn't have to worry about whether to see this old man now.

Everything has already been decided.

Qin Yan appeared in front of Xu Huanxi angrily, and slapped the desktop with a crackling sound: "You are the head of this studio, right!" Will this person do business or not! I'm a customer, your God! Do you know that because of you, I may miss out on a business of tens of millions! Do you know that I have a top-level and important business party today, and if you hang me like this, I won't be able to pick up any money on the ground! You're the saying a word, you're ......."

Qin Yan was suddenly speechless, the woman in front of her glanced at her lightly, there seemed to be mist in her eyes, and it quickly disappeared again, she was really good-looking, but she seemed to have seen it somewhere: "You...... You're a little familiar. ”