In the early morning, Yijian lazily got up from the bed, opened her sleepy eyes, and a golden light warmly shone into the room, reflecting the whole room in gold. Outside the window, there were bursts of birdsong, and the morning dew on the leaves of the trees was bright and crystal clear. She stretched out her arms lazily and smiled at the windowsill.

Because the curator has a cold, the town is very small, but because Yijian rarely goes out to hang out, he still feels fresh about the things on the street, since he came out to hang out with a "mission", then he can hang out to his heart's content, not to mention that the sun is shining today and the weather is exceptionally good.

Thinking of this, Yijian suddenly felt energetic, and went out happily after dressing up.

Walking through the streets, walking through the alleys, counting the beats on my feet step by step, and then slowly my thoughts flew away...

The feeling of missing is a thousand times in my heart, but I never dare to act rashly.

A pair of shadows on the street, as if time had gone backwards, turned into pictures passing by her, she stretched out her hand, but she couldn't catch a trace of aftertaste...

Pulling a cart of newly purchased books and waiting at the bus stop, a bus passed by in front of her, because there were too many people, she didn't go up, the second bus passed by, because the books were too heavy, she didn't catch up... Forget it, she thought to herself, just give up taking the bus, push the small cart and walk back to the library, and take a look at the way to see how this town has changed in the past eight years.

Returning to the library, at a newsstand on the corner of the street, Aunt Wen smiled at Yijian and asked, "Why are you going to buy books today, old man?" ”

Aunt Wen has been working in this newsstand for nearly 20 years, so she is very familiar with the old curator and Yijian, and usually goes to the library to sit and drink Yijian's coffee, chatter...

"Yes, the old curator is sick, so I'll go for him." Yijian also replied with a smile.

"I see, then I'll have time to go and have a look... By the way, I have some old magazines and newspapers here, so you can take them back together. ”

"Okay, thank you!"

Saying that, Yijian walked to the front of the newsstand and looked back suddenly, how could it be? It's him? She frequently looked sideways, uncertain at the recommended magazines in the magazine.

Aunt Wen saw Yijian's strange eyes, and as she looked at it, she said with a smile, "This young man is handsome, I'm fascinated by you, so if you like it, take it and see it." ”

The corners of Yijian's mouth twitched, and she didn't know what to say, so she stretched out her hand hesitantly, but stopped it in time.

"No thanks!"

After a while, Yijian took a few old magazines and newspapers that Aunt Wen had carefully wrapped in newspapers and returned to the library.

For a whole afternoon, in fact, since she came back, Yijian has been absent-minded, and the picture just now has freshly appeared in her mind, until her friend who works with her calls her, and she doesn't wake up.

"Jane, what's this pile?" Xiao Ya pointed to the thick stack next to the books.

"Oh, this is the old magazine and newspaper that Aunt Wen gave us, leave it to me to sort out."

"Oh, well, I'll put the book on the table first." Xiao Ya turned around after speaking.

Just two steps, Xiao Ya turned around, "But, then again, why do you look preoccupied?" ”

"Uh... It might be a little tired...", Jane scratched her head.

Then he walked to the shelf, picked up the stack and walked to the door, spreading out one by one on the "for reading" stall.

This would have been...

Yi Jian smiled, sure enough, it was still Aunt Wen...

She hesitantly picked up the magazine.

is still a "serious" face, after so much time, he still looks cold, I don't know how many admirers he has to scare away, if it weren't for him, Yijian would really feel sorry for this person.

She took a breath and slowly turned to the page of the top young entrepreneur - An Chengxuan, CEO of An's Group.

An Chengxuan, whose face is like a sculpture and has distinct facial features, is sitting on the sofa in a well-tailored blue suit, leaning on his slender legs with his hands folded, looking bohemian on the outside, but his eyes reveal a deep essence, and his aura is magnificent, with a sharp edge that is difficult to approach.

There is a paragraph in the magazine about his answer: I like the woman, she has long hair, big eyes, she smiles beautifully, she likes to eat pasta, she likes to play with children, she mixes good coffee... She is sometimes stupid and naïve, and only knows how to care about others... She always likes to do stupid things, and always says goodbye without saying goodbye... I still remember that day, the day after I was ready to propose the ring, she chose to disappear... I miss her...

Jane's tears slid down and spread on the paper, and she immediately closed the magazine and slowly crouched in the corner.

There's no way she can say sorry, that day... Ring... Gone... Just a few simple words pierced deep into her heart, and she let out a sudden moan of pain... She buried her head lower and lower.

Walking on the way home, the bus stop sign was still overcrowded, and Jane stood silently at the back of the crowd, watching the bus people go up and down, but she was indifferent...

Yiling and Han Zhengjie, who have been here for two days, have been searching the streets and alleys of C Town, hoping to see Yijian's figure or get any clues about her, even if they know in their hearts that such hope is very slim.

Han Zhengjie pulled Yiling, who was still stepping up and looking around.

With a worried expression, he said seriously, "Your body has just recovered for a short time, you can't be so tired, take a rest first." ”

"I can." Yiling panted slightly and pulled down Han Zhengjie's hand.

"Yiling..."

Suddenly turning around, Yiling saw a familiar figure opposite, is it Yijian? She was immediately alert.

Rushed up a few steps and shouted across the road, "Yijian, Yijian..."

A bus drove by, blocking her vision, and she stepped forward in a hurry and was pulled by Han Zhengjie.

"Do you want to die, I didn't see a red light." Han Zhengjie blushed urgently.

"I saw her, I really saw her." Yiling explained to him anxiously.

Han Zhengjie suddenly came to his senses, and then stretched his neck to search, "Where?" Where is it? ”

When the long traffic passed, Yiling looked at the bus stop sign again, and could no longer find Yijian's shadow.

"No, it must be her!"

"I think you're so tired and hallucinating. Let's go back first, otherwise your family should be worried..."Han Zhengjie was a little discouraged, Yiling had been shocked several times, but he still patiently comforted him.

Yiling stubbornly stayed where she was for a while, until the people on the stop sign left one by one, and she took a discouraged step.

Yijian heard Yiling's voice calling for herself on the other side, and saw her wanting to rush to the opposite side regardless of the danger, she was so frightened that she immediately hid behind the stop sign, and suddenly in an instant, her tears fell more and more urgently, and the people around her looked at her with abnormal eyes, and she was almost discovered.

Fortunately, the red light turned on, so she took the opportunity to run to a dark corner, leaned against the wall out of breath, wiped her blurred eyes, and silently observed the other side of the road.

Why did she come here, is she well, what is she doing here, Yijian has a lot of questions in her heart. She was anxious and annoyed, why did she still make people so uneasy, her body was just right, she had to stay at home obediently to recuperate, didn't Mother Lin look at her, what about her mother and grandmother?

Yijian stood there and watched for a long time, until Yiling was forcibly taken away by Han Zhengjie and disappeared from sight, and she silently walked a few steps in that direction.

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