Yang Yiming's voice continued-

"But fortunately, we went to the same university, and even chose the same major and entered the same class. You may not imagine the feeling when I saw her name on the list, as if God was destined to ...... I'm not a superstitious person, but really, for the first time in eighteen years, I'm thankful to fate. ”

"Shan Mu, I don't mean I want to embarrass you, I just want to give that girl from many years ago an answer. I want to tell her that I like her too, very much. ”

Yang Yiming looked sideways at Shan Mu, his eyes were filled with tears, his voice trembled slightly, but it was extremely gentle. He took a soft breath and smiled with relief.

"I finally said it, and I have no regrets. Shan Mu, you want to be happy. ”

He looked at her silently and said no more.

Shan Mu opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

There was a tsunami and landslide in her heart, and the earth shook and the mountains shook. The old past was torn apart and spread to the surface, only to realize that the people who had been pretending not to care really didn't really care.

The boy she fell in love with at the beginning of her love was the first thing she couldn't ask for in her life. His departure took away the girl's first innocence and taught her what helplessness is.

So she didn't think about looking for him again, even if she came to his city.

However, he asked her, do you believe in fate?

Just like now, she didn't go to him, but the boy she liked back then sat next to her, told her about her love back then, and told her the reason for leaving...... He said he was thankful for fate.

But she was not as moved as she imagined.

In her dreams as a girl, she had fantasized countless times about meeting him, would she be excited? Will you be shy? Or will it be overwhelming? He should explain to her why he left, and she will graciously say I never blame you......

But when the day came, she felt that the gap in her chest was even bigger, empty, cobwebs, and the wind whistled, blowing away the dust accumulated over the years, revealing a heart that was no longer bright red and beating.

He's late.

She has long since changed.

She heard her own voice and trembled, not like hers.

"You mean, you're a Martian?"

The name was uttered with a strong sense of unreality. She couldn't help but think, was she dreaming? But if it's a dream, why is it Yang Yiming?

Why, not Ah Liang?

She wasn't without her doubts.

When she knew that it was Ah Liang who chatted with her back then, she couldn't figure out why, with his character, how could he patiently chat with a strange girl all summer? Moreover, Ah Liang is also from Chuncheng, what a coincidence.

So she wondered, could he be Martian?

But it doesn't seem to make sense.

If he was Martian, why didn't he tell her, but he wanted to borrow Zhao Yuze's identity?

So she asked Zhao Mincheng for his QQ number, and the result was different.

She is still lucky, maybe he forgot the previous QQ password and applied for a new one?

However, Zhao Mincheng said that Ah Liang has been using this number since elementary school.

Hopes were dashed, but she didn't care too much.

If the first person in life to fall in love with him is him, and the one who fell in love with him later, then of course it is romantic and beautiful.

But if not, it seems that there is nothing to regret.

She couldn't help but think, could it be that she preconceived hope that Ah Liang was Martian, so after hearing Yang Yiming's words, she would be more disappointed than happy?

She heard Yang Yiming's voice, as if she was in another space.

"It's me," he said, "I'm sorry, Shan Mu, I'm late." ”