"Click-"

A shutter sounded behind him, and the amusement rest area was already in chaos, Feng Gu Qiao nested on Wu Yanjue's shoulder and didn't care, but Wu Yanjue raised his eyes.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Wu Yanjue said in a low voice.

Thinking that he was avoiding her words just now, Feng Gu Qiao reluctantly got up, and finally nodded helplessly at him with his eyes: "I'll wait for you here." ”

Wu Yanjue turned around and went to the bathroom, Feng Guqiao raised his hand and touched his hot face that was exposed to the sun, and rubbed the ring on his hand boredly.

"Sir, are you here to ask me for the picture I just had?"

Wu Yanjue nodded, politely expressing his intentions.

The photo was taken for a white man in his thirties, he took out his camera and returned to the save page, and couldn't stop praising after saying sorry in a pure British accent: "What a romantic photo, if I give it to you, can I keep a copy for myself?" It's just a backlash, it's not about privacy, is that okay? I loved this photo so much that I wanted to wash it out and make it into one of my albums. ”

Wu Yanjue looked at the two people snuggling up to each other on the screen facing the sun, and the two rings on their palms overlapped in the sun, and raised his lower lip lightly, "Of course, I feel honored." ”

Looking at the photos uploaded to the mobile phone, Wu Yanjue put away the mobile phone and walked from the corner to Feng Gu Qiao, who was facing away from him.

Feeling the familiar footsteps approaching behind her, Feng Gu turned her head on the back of the chair with her hand, the dim sunset gave her a layer of warmth between her eyebrows, she smiled and shrank back on the back of the chair, and said lazily: "Wu Yanjue, you came back so quickly, rest for a while, and when it gets dark, let's go to the Empire State Building to see the night view." ”

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, Feng Gu Qiao took it out and saw that a string of unfamiliar numbers in New York kept flashing under a few big words from an unknown call, probably because she didn't answer it for a long time, Wu Yanjue said: "If you don't want to answer, you won't answer." ”

"Yesterday this number sent me a text message asking me to meet today." Feng Gu Qiao leaned on Wu Yanjue's shoulder as if he had no bones, and he did not shy away from telling all of them, and by the way, he said his suspicions, "I think it's Concubine Sun Song." ”

Wu Yanjue's eyes were calm and cold, and he didn't react.

"Is she in the U.S. too?" Feng Gu Qiao watched the screen of the mobile phone automatically dim, and said to him, as if talking to himself: "I didn't plan to be in the relationship, she's like this, isn't it not good if I don't reply, or ......?"

After speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up again, accompanied by bursts of vibration, Feng Gu Qiao hesitantly pressed to answer.

"Gu Qiao, it's me."

The familiar female voice came from the earpiece, and the conjecture was confirmed, Feng Gu Qiao's heart moved slightly, "Well, you are looking for me......"

"Even if it's not a friend, we can have a cup of coffee together, right?" Concubine Sun Song's voice was very quiet.

"Concubine Song." Feng Gu Qiao stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the remnants of the clouds like fire in the distance, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, "I don't think it's necessary, if there is anything, you can tell me on the phone." ”

"Don't you even want to see each other?"

"Yes." Feng Gu Qiao smiled slightly, his smile was a little bitter, "What are you talking about when you meet?" Is it chatting and reminiscing about the past to deepen friendship, or reminiscing about the past sympathy? ”

"Can't even I be an exception?" Concubine Sun Song knew that she had always been resolute, but she didn't expect that even if she asked to meet as her former best friend, she would be indifferent.

Feng Gu Qiao pursed his lips slightly, and said after a while: "If you need help, you can find me, if it's about feelings, then forget it." ”