Xiao Zhenghong took out his mobile phone and took a photo with Yu Yuanzhi. But deliberately adjusted the angle, and a large area behind him appeared on the screen.

Xiao Zhenghong tried to find the suspicious person through the photo.

But this approach is flawed. There are several people wearing baseball caps in the photo, and they can't see their faces clearly. Even the silhouette is half blocked.

Xiao Zhenghong was not surprised by this result. He put his phone away and didn't bother about it.

If you come here, you will be safe, Xijing is his home field, what else is there to fear? What's more, he didn't want to affect his mood because of this little thing.

Yang Yueyao wanted to go home first, and said goodbye to everyone after leaving the urban rail station.

"By the way, where did Chen Chen go?" Yang Yueyao still couldn't help but ask.

"Chen Chen? You said Lao Chen, do you know? Wang Ming looked at Yang Yueyao with some surprise.

Okay, you Chen Chen, you forgot it so completely, dare you never mention me to others? Yang Yueyao bit her lip lightly and said quietly, "Yes, we are classmates, and we are neighbors." ”

"He went to Yunnan, probably under the influence of Xiao Ye, and wanted to have a beautiful encounter." Wang Ming quipped.

"Yunnan? Met? Yang Yueyao was stunned for a moment.

"yes, it was last night's plane." Gu Lingyun said.

"That's fine." Yang Yueyao nodded, her eyes slightly cold.

Yu Yuanzhi glanced at Xiao Zhenghong, her eyes full of doubt.

Xiao Zhenghong immediately understood what she wanted to ask.

This is asking himself if he didn't tell Wang Ming and Gu Lingyun about Yang Yueyao? Why does Wang Ming still make such jokes?

"I forgot." Xiao Zhenghong smiled bitterly.

"Can you forget this?" Yu Yuanzhi was dumbfounded, "Well, it doesn't seem to be worth it." Yaoyao didn't want too many people to know about her. ”

Wang Ming and Gu Lingyun didn't notice anything wrong.

Yang Yueyao sat in the car thoughtfully. Yunnan, do you have an affair······

At a certain moment, she even had the idea of running desperately to find Chen Chen.

But so what? Do you want to fight him or bring him back? He can avoid it in Xijing, let alone in a strange place.

Wanting to find Chen Chen there is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, if Chen Chen knew that he had also passed, he would not let himself encounter it if he had the intention to avoid it.

Why do you bother? I won't pester you anymore, you can come back, okay? Yang Yueyao held her cheeks, and her eyes fell on the scenery that kept flashing outside the window.

No matter how much the heart calls, those who are far away will not hear it.

Someone once said, "There should be at least one time in my life, forgetting myself for someone, not asking for results, not asking for peers, not asking for what I once had, not even asking you to love me, just asking you to meet you in my most beautiful years." "But when I really meet that rainbow-like person, how can I not expect you to love me?

After Xiao Zhenghong sent Yu Yuanzhi to the room, she kicked her out.

Xiao Zhenghong touched the tip of his nose and stood helplessly at the door waiting.

The door of the room next to him was opened, and Xiao Xuan poked her head out, "Is this being kicked out of the house?" ”

Xiao Zhenghong's head was full of rows of black lines, "Sort of." ”

"It's okay, Yuan Zhi is easy to relent. If you beg a little, she might let you in. Xiao Xuan smiled, "I won't bother you." ”

After speaking, before Xiao Zhenghong could speak, he retracted his head, and the door was closed.

"Why does that sound weird?" Xiao Zhenghong muttered.

Within a few minutes, Yu Yuanzhi's door opened.

"Sorted out? Let's go. Xiao Zhenghong put the phone back in his pocket and took Yu Yuanzhi's hand.

"What about the two of them?" Yu Yuanzhi asked.

"I don't know." Xiao Zhenghong said as he pressed the elevator button.

"Then let's go down and wait." Yu Yuanzhi sent a message to Li Qing and Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Zhenghong and Yu Yuanzhi sat on the sofa in the hall on the first floor and waited.

Chen Chen and Wang Ming were playing a game in a team, and when they saw Xiao Zhenghong coming down, they hurriedly ended the game and waited for instructions.

Yu Yuanzhi took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag and put them on, grabbed Xiao Zhenghong's hand, and touched his palm print with her fingers.

"It's the first time I've seen a female fortune teller." Xiao Zhenghong said with a smile.

"Less nonsense, don't disturb my train of thought." Yu Yuanzhi slapped it in his palm.

For some reason, Xiao Zhenghong suddenly had a feeling that he was slapped by the teacher for not handing in his homework in elementary school.

"So what do you see?" Xiao Zhenghong smiled, "I want to calculate my marriage." ”

This guy did it on purpose, right? Definitely on purpose. Yu Yuanzhi glared at him fiercely, but through the sunglasses, Xiao Zhenghong didn't see it.

"What's wrong? Can't fortune tellers still count? Xiao Zhenghong asked.

"Young man, I see that your Yin Hall is black, and there will be a bloody disaster in the near future." Yu Yuanzhi said matter-of-factly.

"Looking at it with sunglasses, of course Yintang is black." Xiao Zhenghong said with a smile, "Is it a disaster of blood light, does it count if I sign up to donate blood?" ”

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed." Yu Yuanzhi said.

"I'm going to get married." Xiao Zhenghong grabbed Yu Yuanzhi's hand with his backhand.

"No, it won't count." Yu Yuanzhi directly took off her sunglasses.

"It's okay for you to say something perfunctory, it's too disrespectful to strike directly, right?" Xiao Zhenghong said.

"I can say that." Yu Yuanzhi suddenly realized.

……

Chen Chen walks down the stone-paved streets, with a small digital camera on his chest and a travel bag on his back, just like the tourists around him.

From time to time, there was the sound of striking from the gold and silver workshops on both sides, as well as the crisp and pleasant sound of metal colliding.

Some of the huts also have wind chimes hanging outside, which sway with the breeze and make the sound particularly beautiful.

The ancient city seems to be awakened by the sun, heavy wooden doors are opened, and backpackers appear on the streets.

There are also people who wander around with wine bottles. It looks a little sloppy. But the magic is that when you think he's a tramp, maybe he's an artist or a poet.

The footsteps on the stone slab were not loud. Everyone walked slowly, and they couldn't bear to disturb the peace in their hearts with their hurried steps.

Everyone has their own story, they come here with their own story to listen to other people's stories, and they leave a story here.

This is an ancient city full of stories. It is not only created by romance, but also intertwined with joy and sorrow.

Here, you can have a drink in the bar and get drunk to the ballads of the resident singers. You can also forge a friendship with a stranger you've never met, or meet a love around the corner.

There are countless possibilities playing out every day, and a unique story is woven every day.

。 One Person, One Autumn: