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I never believed in love at first sight, but today I do.

Today I met a girl in the library, she was wearing a white dress, her soft hair was black and beautiful, and when she walked past me with a book in her arms, I seemed to see a mountain full of gardenias......

I found a pattern that every Wednesday afternoon, she would come to the library at about half past two to four.

Every time she came on time and left on time.

She likes to sit at the window and bite the tip of her pen when she thinks about problems.

When I meet a boy who is accosted, I never pay attention to it.

She seems to like to eat dried plums, and snacks are not allowed in the library, but I still see her eating secretly several times.

Every time, I secretly stuff one into my mouth, puffing out my cheeks, cute like a little hamster.

Once she was almost discovered by the librarian, she was so smart that she covered her face and pretended to have a toothache.

……

It was another Wednesday, and I arrived at the library on time, and not long after I sat down, I saw her coming.

I looked at the weather forecast, it would rain today, and she didn't even bring an umbrella.

It was almost four o'clock when it rained outside.

I saw her looking out the window with a sad face, and then she took out her phone from her pocket, and tapped her fingertips on it, not knowing what she was doing.

At four o'clock, she put the books she had flipped through back on the shelves and walked out of the library.

I thought she was going to go in the rain, so I hurried out with an umbrella.

I thought of taking this opportunity to ask her what grade she was in, which department she was in, and what her name was.

But as soon as she stepped out of the library, she saw a girl holding an umbrella and hurrying towards her, apparently to pick her up.

I heard the girl call her Shengsheng.

Which sheng is it?

Is it a sound?

Or is it deep?

Or is it ascension?

He knew the girl who came to pick her up, and it seemed to be a freshman.

Seeing that the relationship between the two of them is good, it should be at the same level, right?

***

Lu Zhenming made many calls in a row, but Su Wansheng didn't answer, so he had to call Song Zhiyue.

"Sheng Sheng left as soon as he got off work, and he was in a hurry, as if there was something."

Hanging up the phone, Lu Zhenming called Su Wansheng's phone again, but no one answered.

It's not that you can't get through, it's not that it's busy, it's that no one answers.

This made Lu Zhenming a little panicked, nothing would happen to her, right?

He hurriedly called Tang Mo and asked Tang Mo to check Su Wansheng's whereabouts.

He pulled over the car on the side of the road and waited for Tang Mo to call him back.

During this period, he received a call from Chang Minyun urging.

"Zhenming, today is your grandfather's third anniversary, you and Shengsheng won't forget it, right? Why haven't you come back yet? ”

"You and my dad should go to the cemetery first, and Shengsheng and I will go directly later." Lu Zhenming pinched his eyebrows.

"Alright, hurry up."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Tang Mo called him back.

"Mr. Lu......" Tang Mo shouted to him, hesitating and not daring to say.

"Where is she?"

"Mrs. and Qin Luo are in the café next to the Three Kingdoms Square."

Lu Zhenming's handsome face suddenly tensed.

Across the phone, Tang Mo felt that the cold air was decreasing, and he didn't dare to say anything silently.

Lu Zhenming cut off the phone, threw the phone on the shelf, took out a cigarette and lit it, and there was a layer of gloom between his delicate eyebrows.

He can ignore her meeting Qin Luo, but today is the third anniversary of her grandfather's death, how can she forget such a big event?