Soon, the day of the class reunion arrived.

Song Zhiyi stood in front of the wardrobe and looked at the various clothes hanging inside.

After thinking for a few seconds, Song Zhiyi decided to give up, took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Feifei.

"Hello? My dear Mrs. Di, what do you have to do with me? ”

Before Song Zhiyi could speak, he heard Zhou Feifei's mocking tone. The words "master" have always appeared in Song Zhiyi's mind.

"Don't talk nonsense," Song Zhiyi's ears flushed, "Will you come to my house to help me choose clothes?" ”

It didn't take long for Zhou Feifei to come.

The two of them stood in front of the wardrobe, and Zhou Feifei spoke: "I said, Song Zhiyi, are you really going to go to that class reunion?" ”

Song Zhiyi sat on the bed decadently, scratched his hair, and sighed: "Then what can I do?" Who made me so unfortunate to meet my old classmates that day. ”

Now you have to go even if you don't want to go.

While speaking, Zhou Feifei had already taken out a black suspender skirt from many clothes, looked at it and handed it to Song Zhiyi with satisfaction.

"Wouldn't it be nice to wear this?" Song Zhiyi took the skirt and looked at it repeatedly, a little unsure. After all, it's a class reunion, will it be unelegant to wear it like this......

"I saw that you hadn't participated in the class reunion," Zhou Feifei stood in front of Song Zhiyi, "Let me tell you, the class reunion is a comparison between men and men, women and women. You'll be able to see when the time comes, the men either show off their cars or their houses, and the women either show off their bodies or show off that they have a rich boyfriend......"

In the end, Song Zhiyi still listened to Zhou Feifei's persuasion and wore the black suspender skirt.

The class reunion was held at the Marry Hotel.

From the moment Song Zhiyi walked into the hotel, he couldn't help but start nervous.

She walked to the door of the private room, and there was a sound of laughter and discussion coming from inside, and she hesitated if she would interrupt them by pushing the door in now.

All these years have passed, and those shadows have long since dissipated, but that is false.

"Zhiyi?" Jiang Yan walked over with a list in her hand, "Why don't you go in when you come?" ”

With that, he pushed open the door of the private room.

The wooden door was pushed open, and the people inside stopped talking, and turned their heads to look at Song Zhiyi and Jiang Yan, who were standing outside the door and wearing black suspender skirts.

Song Zhiyi's hands pinched the hem of her skirt hard, her palms were already soaked with sweat, she looked at the group of people who were staring at her, and barely squeezed out a smile.

"Yikes! This is Song Zhiyi! I don't know who broke the silence, "I haven't seen such a big change in a few years, I almost didn't recognize it." ”

Wu Qiang walked over and said with a smile: "Come in, Song Zhiyi, don't stand at the door." ”

Come in......

Come in...... Song Zhiyi.

At that moment, Song Zhiyi felt as if he was back in high school.

They stood beside her seat, rummaging through her school bag and her table. She could only stand outside the classroom door and watch them dump all the contents of their school bags on the ground, pointing at them and laughing.

They covered their mouths and looked at Song Zhiyi, their mouths full of mockery: "Come in, Song Zhiyi!" ”

Song Zhiyi came back to his senses, reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Wu Qiang, and then found a corner to sit down in fear.

Song Zhiyi sat in the corner stiffly, took out her mobile phone from her bag and pretended to be very busy, for fear that others would see her fear.

"Eh, Song Zhiyi," a figure stood in front of Song Zhiyi, looking at Song Zhiyi with some embarrassment, and only spoke for a long time, "My name is Wu Wuming, and I used to be ignorant in high school...... I'm sorry. ”

I'm sorry.....

Song Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's all over." ”

It's all over, but only Song Zhiyi knows that in her heart, this matter will never pass.

"You're beautiful today." Wu Wuming blushed and praised, "Can you add a WeChat?" ”

Song Zhiyi smiled and scanned the QR code of Wu Wuming.

Friends who haven't seen each other for a long time get together and talk about a lot of things.

As Zhou Feifei said, men get together to discuss cars and houses, girls get together to discuss cosmetics and bags, and those who have boyfriends show off their boyfriends.

Song Zhiyi watched everyone get together and talked about this and that, talking and laughing, and he was the only one sitting here alone.

Suddenly, the door to the private room opened again.

Song Zhiyi looked up, it was Feng Yu.

And there is another person beside him - Song Zhiqing.

Feng Yu seemed to notice Song Zhiyi's gaze, turned his head and glanced at it silently, and then smiled and took Song Zhiqing's hand and walked into the crowd.

"Yo! Isn't this our Young Master Feng! Wu Qiang smiled and looked at the woman next to Feng Yu, "This is your girlfriend?" ”

"Isn't it obvious?" Feng Yu asked with a smile.

Wu Qiang smiled: "This beauty looks a little similar to Zhiyi!" Your vision hasn't changed for so many years? ”

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Zhiqing," Song Zhiqing didn't care about what Wu Qiang said, he raised the corners of his mouth confidently and smiled, and glanced at Song Zhiyi sitting in the corner without moving, "I'm Song Zhiyi's cousin." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions froze.

Everyone here knows that Feng Yu's confession to Song Zhiyi was rejected, and now Feng Yu is with Song Zhiyi's cousin, this wave of operations made everyone here a little incomprehensible.

At this time, Wu Qiang was even more surprised, no wonder her eyebrow bones were somewhat similar to Song Zhiyi.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, but they just looked at Song Zhiqing and then at Song Zhiyi, who was sitting there without saying a word.

"Come on, come on, let's sit down. What are you doing standing there? ”

Li Feng looked at the frozen atmosphere, cleared his throat and said.

At the dinner table, Song Zhiyi just ate with his head bored, reducing his sense of existence to a minimum.

"Come on! We all toast Song Zhiyi with a cup! Jiang Yan stood up with a wine glass, and then everyone stood up and looked at Song Zhiyi, "Song Zhiyi, we did something wrong before, and I hope you can forgive us." ”

Song Zhiyi smiled reluctantly and raised the glass with red wine in front of him: "It's okay, it's all over." ”

As soon as he finished drinking and sat down, he heard Song Zhiqing's sharp voice not far away: "What did you do to my sister before?" ”

Song Zhiyi's right eyelid jumped.

It's really a pot that can't be opened.

Song Zhiyi spoke up: "It's nothing, it's just a little unpleasant." ”

"Huh? Is it? Song Zhiqing pretended to be surprised, "But...... How did I hear that they bullied you because your aunt and uncle were old men? ”

“………”

"Sister, why don't you speak?"

"Sister? Did I get it right? ”

Song Zhiyi bit his lip and didn't make a sound.

"Enough!"

Feng Yu, who was sitting next to Song Zhiqing, said coldly, "Song Zhiqing, don't make trouble." ”

Song Zhiqing showed a pitiful look, biting his lip slightly: "Feng Yu! I didn't make a fuss! I just asked curiously. ”

Song Zhiyi was a little annoyed, his eyes fell on Song Zhiqing, and he said indifferently: "Curious? Didn't you send this news? ”

"What do you say, sister?" Song Zhiqing looked a little flustered, "I haven't done this kind of thing, you don't have much blood." ”

"Enough! Song Zhiqing! Feng Yu on the side looked at Song Zhiqing indifferently and stopped, "Don't make any more trouble!" ”

"Tell me, then, who else knows but you?" Song Zhiyi frowned, "Who else but you?" ”

Song Zhiqing saw that Song Zhiyi was so determined, and she turned a deaf ear to Feng Yu's words, she no longer pretended, she took the case: "Yes! I did it, so what? ”

"Isn't that the truth what I'm talking about?"

"Aren't your parents old friends?"

"Aren't you just a broom star?"

Song Zhiqing stared at Song Zhiyi, wanting to see a trace of embarrassment on her face, she would feel very happy.

But what Song Zhiqing didn't know was that Song Zhiyi had long been accustomed to these verbal insults.

Song Zhiyi just smiled faintly: "So what? Do you think I'm the one who did the harm? ”

Song Zhiyi looked at Song Zhiqing lightly, lowered his head and chuckled: "Song Zhiqing, are you very clean?" ”

Song Zhiqing's expression was flustered: "What do you mean?" ”

Song Zhiyi looked at Feng Yu, who was smoking a cigarette with an indifferent expression, and then glanced at Song Zhiqing: "What did you do with Fulute, I don't think you know it even if I don't say it." ”

"You!" Song Zhiqing wanted to walk in front of Song Zhiyi, but was pulled by Feng Yu fiercely, and he couldn't break free no matter how he broke free.

Feng Yu stood up, and the chair made a screeching sound.

Feng Yu turned his head and looked at Song Zhiqing with disgust in his eyes: "I said I told you not to make trouble, now you get out." ”

"Feng Yu! What do you mean? Song Zhiqing couldn't believe his ears, and pointed at himself in disbelief, "You let me get out?" You let me ...... for her broom star" Get out of these three words Song Zhiqing didn't say it yet, but only heard a crisp sound.

"Smack!"

Song Zhiqing covered his left cheek, his eyes were full of surprise and he raised his head to look at Feng Yu, his voice trembling a little: "Feng Yu! ”

The crowd watching the play on the side was also frightened by Feng Yu's actions. In their impression, Feng Yu was a gentle and good-tempered person, but now Feng Yu actually did not care about Song Zhiqing's face and did it directly.

Jiang Yan saw that the atmosphere was deadlocked, so she had to get up and play a round: "Eh." Ok ok. Everyone should be happy at this annual reunion, right? ”

Jiang Yan walked to Song Zhiqing's side and patted Song Zhiqing's shoulder: "Maybe Feng Yu is just excited for a while, Zhiqing, don't be too sad, just wait for him to be angry." ”

Song Zhiqing covered his face and sobbed quietly, unconvinced in his heart.

Why is your boyfriend protecting a vixen like this!

Obviously, she is Lao Lai's daughter, she should live at the bottom for the rest of her life, and she should never see the light of day for the rest of her life!