Spring 2018.

An Ge asked Tang Keer to come out and told Tang Keer that she had met Gao Jiashu.

Tang Ke'er's eyes widened, "What? Tang Keer's sip of coffee almost squirted.

"You said you saw Gao Jiashu? When was this? ”

An Ge took a sip of coffee, pretended to be casual and said to Tang Ke'er: "I went to my aunt's house that day, Tong Jin brought her boyfriend back," An Ge paused, "Gao Jiashu is her boyfriend." ”

Tang Keer was very surprised and said to An Ge: "He is your sister's boyfriend?" He! It's your sister's! Boyfriend! Tang Keer reread "Your Sister's", and I don't know whether the focus is on the person or in.... Name-calling.

Before Tang Keer could continue to ask Gao Jiashu's news, a message from An Ge came in: Now go to the city TV station for an interview.

An Ge glanced at the news, picked up his bag and was about to leave, when Tang Keer grabbed An Ge, "I'll have a class reunion one day, huh?" An Ge was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to pay attention to her, so he agreed and went out.

After An Ge arrived at the TV station, the receptionist said that it was an English interview and invited An Ge to another room to learn about English technical terms.

An Ge followed into the door, it was a room surrounded by glass walls, and as soon as An Ge sat down, he saw Gao Jiashu passing by the door.

An Ge was stunned, and quickly retracted his gaze, fortunately, Gao Jiashu didn't see her. An Ge felt very apprehensive in his heart.

After a while, An Ge entered the live interview room. An Ge entered the door and saw Gao Jiashu sitting behind the desk.

The sunlight shines on him through the large bright floor-to-ceiling glass windows, which makes him appear warmer and brighter.

Gao Jiashu raised his head and saw An Ge.

No surprises, no surprises, no waves. There is only a wordless "long time no see".

An Ge walked behind the table and sat down next to Gao Jiashu. Gao Jiashu didn't speak for a long time, and the silence at the moment seemed to tell how much forbearance he had over the years, revealing how much concern and longing he had over the years.

"That one, Gao Jiashu, let's start?" The staff next to him couldn't wait to wake up Gao Jiashu.

"Oh, let's start recording." Gao Jiashu tidied up his collar.

"Welcome to our bilingual program 'Listening and Learning' on Friday during this time slot, and today we're with you... The city's outstanding young architects... Ango. After all these years, he called out her name again.

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After Gao Jiashu's interview, he was about to finish, and the staff next to him whispered, "There are also three-line love poems." ”

Gao Jiashu paused, "Today's three-line love poem, the first sentence, I, the second sentence, Miss, the third sentence, You." Thank you all for watching this episode, and we'll see you next week. "Say the whole person stay there.

When An Ge heard this, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly. So what? He is now his cousin's boyfriend. He will be his brother-in-law.

An Ge looked out the window, it was raining outside, An Ge looked at the raindrops, and God was sad for himself. She walked out the studio door, put on her hat, and prepared to rush out into the rain.

Gao Jiashu, who was following behind, saw An Ge's somewhat hurried and embarrassed appearance, picked up the umbrella, handed it to the assistant next to him, nodded in the direction of An Ge with his head, and motioned for him to send the umbrella over.

The assistant obediently handed the umbrella to An Ge, "Hello Miss An Ge, this is what our Mr. Gao Jiashu gave you." With that, he walked away.

An Ge held the umbrella and looked behind him, Gao Jiashu was gone.

She held up her umbrella and walked into the rain, thinking of the umbrella that Gao Jiashu handed her that year.

Autumn 2011.

It was also a busy Friday, and the school had to arrange a big cleaning, so classes ended early in the afternoon.

An Ge and Tang Ke'er went out of the door of the class, and when they saw that it was raining outside, An Ge and Gao Jiashu glanced at each other and found that the other party did not bring umbrellas. Tang Ke'er directly hooked An Ge's hand.

"Come with me, my dad will pick me up in the car and give you a ride."

An Ge thought of Tang Keer's father's somewhat "fierce and fierce" appearance, and shook his head a little embarrassed.

Tang Ke'er pursed her lips, "Oh, you have your choice, I'm not reluctant." It also stretched the word "reluctantly". After speaking, he walked to the school gate and ran.

An Ge stood in the doorway, tightened his clothes, hesitated, and prepared to rush into the rain

Gao Jiashu and a few classmates from the outer class walked from behind. , he saw Ange.

Gao Jiashu stopped.

"What are you doing with Gao Jiashu, let's go?!" A few boys who were walking with him shouted nearby.

An Ge clenched the schoolbag strap in his hand, a little embarrassed and a little overwhelmed, but he didn't dare to look at him back.

Gao Jiashu stepped forward and stuffed the umbrella in his hand directly into An Singer. "You fight." After saying that, he rushed straight into the rain.

An Ge looked at the umbrella in his hand, it was a dark blue checkered umbrella, the handle was wooden, and it was still warm. An Ge felt warm in his heart.

Even if it rains heavily, what can it do?

It didn't rain just after dinner, and An Ge got up to go to Gao Jiashu to make up for the class after saying a word to his parents, and took an umbrella that dried early.

When he arrived at the door of Gao Jiashu's house, An Ge knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door. An Ge was about to pick up his mobile phone to send a message to Gao Jiashu, when he heard a slipper boy from the house and a little hoarse voice, "It's coming." “

Gao Jiashu opened the door and saw An Ge standing at the door, forcing a few smiles.

An Ge could see that Gao Jiashu was a little tired, "What's wrong with you?" An Ge asked with concern.

"It's okay, ahem," Gao Jiashu's voice was a little hoarse and a little nasal.

Gao Jiashu turned around and entered the room, not wanting An Ge to see himself sick.

An Ge thought for a moment, "You have a fever in the rain," An Ge put down the umbrella in his hand, stood on tiptoe and wanted to touch Gao Jiashu's forehead.

Gao Jiashu first instinctively shrank back, and then obediently put his forehead on An Singer's heart.

"I've got a fever, it's so hot!" An Ge was a little anxious.

"Do you have a thermometer at home? And then are there any antipyretics? What about fever reducers? Ange began to look around the room.

Gao Jiashu stood there, smiling at An Ge in a hurry to find medicine for himself.

"Are you still looking at me? Are you going to lie down? After speaking, he dragged Gao Jiashu to the bedside.

Gao Jiashu obediently followed An Ge to the bedside without resistance, and listened to her order to lie down obediently.

An Ge looked around for fever medicine for Gao Jiashu in the living room, and finally found it in the corner of a drawer, and just picked up the medicine, he saw a photo frame that was buckled upside down on the table.

An Ge flipped through the photo frame and saw that the photo said "Family Portrait", which was about Gao Jiashu 4 or 5 years old, but the middle-aged man in the photo, who should be Gao Jiashu's father's face, was covered. An Ge thought of Gao Jiashu's reaction when he mentioned the family before, and seemed to understand something. She snapped the frame again.

An Ge took the medicine into Gao Jiashu's bedroom and saw Gao Jiashu lying on the bed, frowning slightly, as if he was asleep. She shook Gao Jiashu awake, fed Gao Jiashu medicine in the fog, put a fever-reducing patch on him, put a cup of hot water next to him, and got up and walked out of the room.

An Ge pondered all the way, and when he returned home, he entered the room in some silence. An's father and mother poked their heads out of the door, wanting to ask something and stopped.

An Ge turned on the computer and updated a message in the post bar: It turns out that you are not really happy.

There are people who have unparalleled sunshine and warmth on the surface, and his heart may be a sleeper with an iceberg of ten thousand years, and only the only one who can melt him through all this warmth and revive him.