I closed my mail and sorted out what I needed to bring for tomorrow.

When I got home from work the next day, I took a shower to see that it was still early, so I slowly picked out my clothes.

Finally, I chose a long white knitted skirt to wear underneath, and the bottom of the skirt was a fishtail skirt.

He wore a camel-colored cashmere coat and a pair of boots of the same color as the jacket.

I put on light makeup, put on a matte lipstick in the shade of maple leaves, and went out with my things.

Along the way, I asked the place where I found, and it was a very inconspicuous alley. I left the car on the side of the road and went to the small shop diagonally opposite the entrance of Beiyuan Lane.

It's unremarkable, but it's unique on the inside.

The lights are dim and bright, and there are all kinds of liquor behind the counter. There are also tools for making milk tea and coffee, a long-haired cat lying on its stomach on an empty chair, and a piano on the top steps.

Quiet and welcoming.

I turned around and caught a glimpse of him in a small, inconspicuous corner.

There was coffee at the table he was sitting on, and his attention was on his notebook, and his serious appearance was too good-looking.

"What do you want to drink?"

His voice rang out suddenly.

I thought he didn't know I was coming, so I went over and pulled the chair in front of him: "Coffee."

His gaze fell calmly on me, half loudly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"You're very comfortable looking at today."

A middle-aged woman brought a cup of coffee and put it on my table, smiling, "Miss use it slowly."

I smiled and nodded, looking at Jiang Yuan: "Aren't I usually like this?"

"It's not."

He took a sip of his coffee.

I felt a little uncomfortable, and thought about cooperation, so I took out the document and handed it to him.

"By the way, this is the Song family's schedule."

His gaze fell on it: "Take it first, I'll see later."

He got up and walked to the piano, sat down on a stool in front of it, and lifted the curtain.

His slender white hand landed on the black and white keys, and the moment of silence was the same as the person in the painting.

There's a word that's right for him at the moment.

Fine.

Gu Yingbai was also so good, he was still a piano master.

I don't know Jiang Yuan——

The slender fingers fell together on the keys, and the sound was pleasant, like a spring flowing through the ears.

Jiang Yuan played a tune without saying a word.

It turns out that Jiang Yuan can also, and he plays it very well.

He stopped and casually mentioned Yingbai: "Will that Mr. Gu of yours be it?"

At this moment, I felt that he was Gu Yingbai's thoughts.

How can a person ask himself if he can play the piano.

This is paradoxical.

"He will." I replied sluggishly, "You all play very well."

He walked up to me and bent down to pick up the book on the table: "I'll take this back and read it."

He paused: "Didn't you always want to pay back the money before?" Go settle the bill, and you'll be fine with me. ”

I looked at him calmly, hid the complexity in my eyes, and whispered a good word with my eyebrows furrowed.

He walked ahead, and I settled the bill and followed him quietly.

Walking all the way to where I parked, I didn't see his car, maybe someone picked him up.

He said goodbye to me and walked to the bus.

I sat in the car, staring motionlessly at the tall figure walking slowly.

In the end, I couldn't help but follow and stopped in front of him.

"Mr. Jiang is here alone today?"

"Hmm."

"So you're going home?"

"It's not. Go to a place. ”

I hesitated and asked, "Then you walk over there?"

"There's a station ahead." He meant to take the bus.

I looked at him for a long time and said, "I'll send you, I'll be fine at night."

Will a pampered boy brother abroad go to squeeze the bus?

No.

The thoughts that had been lost before were firm again.

He didn't refuse and got into my car.

I looked at the road ahead and asked him where he was going.

"Ling He."

I was stunned: "Ling He?"

He asked me, "Is there a problem?"

I quickly replied, "No."

The car drove to the Linghe Road and stopped, and we walked down.

The Ling River is an old river with a history of hundreds of years.

Jiang Yuan didn't speak, just sat on a stone corner casually, and then looked at the waves on the water.

He seems to have a feeling for this place.

I didn't dare to disturb him, but I just stood and the wind was blowing, and suddenly I heard a familiar voice.

"Jiang Wei?"

I looked sideways, it was Ye Jian and Song Mingzhu.

What a coincidence.

I put my hands in my coat pockets and smiled: "Why are you still here?" Want to do it again? ”

Song Mingzhu's face changed: "Jiang Wei, what do you mean?"

"The last time Ye Jian confessed to me was in this place, and everyone in Jiahe knew about it......"

I took two steps closer: "And in front of them, I swore an oath to the sea." He's brought you here today, and I guess he told you what he told me before. ”

Song Mingzhu looked anxious: "You just owe a beat!"

As he spoke, he was about to slap him, but I grabbed it with my hand, and then slowly pressed hard.

"Ahh......h Jiang Wei, let me go!" She glared at me angrily.

I looked at her, not trying to let go, but with more force.

Ye Jian was about to step forward, but someone broke my hand one step ahead of him.

The strength is just right, even gentle.

I was unconvinced in my heart, Song Mingzhu almost killed me before the incident passed.

Jiang Yuan put down my hand, and his voice was very soft: "It's a pity to use such a beautiful hand to pinch people."

Then his slender arms wrapped around my waist and naturally clasped my waist.

He chuckled under his breath: "The waist is quite thin...... Okay, go home. ”

The tone of his words was very ambiguous.

I clearly saw that Ye Jian's face had become gloomy.

Jiang Yuan's hand that clasped my waist secretly forced, pulled me to turn away, and said in a low voice, "Don't look back"

When I got to the bridge, he let go of me, leaned on the fence, looked at me and asked, "Is this the ex?"

"Hmm."

I paused and said, "Thank you just now."

He smiled at the corners of his mouth, turned to walk without speaking.

After walking for a while, he stopped: "What are you doing with me?"

I didn't know what to say for a while, and I didn't know why I was following it, it was like instinct.

He pointed to a café in front of him, "Let's go sit there for a while."

When I sat down in the store, I warmed up a little.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm here?" He asked me suddenly.

"If you want to say it, you will say it yourself." Yingbai doesn't like women to talk too much.

Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Then do you know what day it is?"

"December 25th."

"What else?"

What else?

I looked at him confused.

"Today is Christmas in the United States, similar to the Chinese New Year." He said slowly.

At this time, remembering that he had just returned from the United States, I asked uncertainly, "Do you miss the United States?"

"I don't want to, I just remember that today is a special day. The main thing is that I heard that there is a heavy snow today, and it is beautiful when the snowflakes melt into the water, so I came to wait for the snow. ”