Bang bang, even Bo Xi kicked the door, half a day to open, he strode in with a watermelon in one hand and a bag of packing boxes in the other, threw the watermelon into the pool, opened the water tap and rushed. I grabbed a can of Sprite from the refrigerator and walked into the house with a packing box, relaxed and natural, just like going home.

He put things on the table, and Aoi rushed over to pick them up, "My paintings!" Don't put anything with oil on my paintings! ”

"It's not oily, the pineapple paella I bought for you in banana leaves, and the nai fritters." He turned on Sprite, picked up the remote control of the air conditioner to turn down the degree, and lay down on the spot to drink, "Aren't you living a good life, I heard you shouting and screaming in the afternoon, and I specially bought food to come and see you." ”

"But you drank my last can of Sprite first."

"Don't be stingy, eat." He opened the plastic bag, took out the lunch box and opened it, and first took a prawn and a piece of pineapple and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, it's delicious." ”

"Half past nine, what's the meal?" She sat back at her desk and continued to work on the draft.

"Late snack." He fell to the ground, his hands gently rubbing his clothes on his stomach, lazily like a snow-white Samoyed. He looked at her serious drawing, saw her wrist, and jokingly asked, "You're really not LES?" You're actually LES, Aoi, 20 years of friendship, just tell me the truth. ”

"Strangled your whole family."

"Then why did you tattoo two crossed pieces of black lace on your left wrist? This is the most demonic thing in you, doesn't it represent your attributes? I won't dislike you, tell me. He shook her knee.

"It's an illustrator's style."

"A little fresh style of literature and art?"

"Little fresh, your whole family."

"Probably yes......" he yawned, bored, in fact, he also knew that she was not, just pure nonsense, without anything to say.

"Did you soak that chick yesterday?"

"Which one?" He's gone.

She rolled her eyes and knew. "Did Umiga contact you?"

"What to contact, what to say, every time I talk to her, I can only ask, where is the next stop, oh, Paris, what about the next stop? Oh, San Francisco, what's next? Oh, Thailand...... I know, I know I'm on the phone with my flight attendant girlfriend, I don't know, I think I'm booking a ticket with Ctrip. ”

"Ha, ha, ha,......" she chuckled dryly.

"Besides, we've broken up, right?"

"Wu Mica, who has not been divided for more than 500 times?"

"Alright, don't mention her. What about you, the ex-boyfriend, who came back to you? He pointed at her, "What else are you looking for?" How good the IT man is, our computers are broken, and he is in charge of repairing them all. People are honest, and frugal, the waistband is shrunk under Mimi, wearing the same style of shirt for a hundred years, carrying the same backpack bag, the sense of security is bursting, you threw people away, and stood downstairs in your house all night on a rainy day...... What a sin......"

"Probably yes. I can't tell you are complimenting him. ”

"I mean it."

"Cut, then I ask you, do you know what you like yourself? Is Umicah bad? She is the most worthy woman I have ever seen, although she is not as beautiful as you, but she has a temperament, good work, good foreign language, and good temper......"

"Are you reading her cover letter?"

"Anyway, I can't find fault with her, why did you break up with her?"

"Anything is good and should be together? Falling in love is a chemist

y. ”

"Shouldn't two people be together if they like each other? I think you love each other a lot, what a chemist

y, it's easy to fall in love and it's hard to stay together, what is needed between two people is fate! ”

"When it comes to the point, it's easy to fall in love and hard to stay together." He rolled over, ate a piece of nay, and then looked in the mirror endlessly, "Why do you think I can't get fat?" face, perfect; facial features, perfect; figure, perfect; character, perfect; Perfect. ”

"Don't be like this, I'm about to think of Sister Feng and Malishan."

"Phew! I'm very low-key, and I'm in front of you, 20 years of friendship, and I'm a doppelganger of me. ”

"Probably yes, to look like you, I will probably go to South Korea to do more than 80 dollars." She laughed.

He laughed too, and finally pulled the conversation away. At this moment, he didn't want to talk about Umiga so much.

She rubbed her nose, "You didn't go to hide tonight?" ”

"What's the point of hiding feelings, going every day?"

Sure enough, he didn't take it to heart, he probably didn't listen to it at all, and he didn't remember it in his head. She didn't know whether to rejoice or be depressed, her expression was light, this was the mask she was most accustomed to wearing in front of him, and it was as suitable as if it was born there.

The phone rang suddenly, she picked up her phone, it was a text message; Then his phone rang, the same text message.

"Please take time to attend the funeral of Zhuang Zhiming at 14:00 tomorrow afternoon, Haitang Hall of Pudong Funeral Home. Interview for details. Zhou Yun, the class leader of the old Suzhou Road Primary School. ”

"Zhuang Zhiming is dead?! I think our life has just begun, and he's already dead?! ”

"That's when your life is just beginning. The post-90s generation saw that we were all half-buried people in the loess. ”

"Probably yes. Ha...... Zhuang Zhiming is dead...... Do you remember that when he was in elementary school, he liked to pester the two of us to play the most, and he had to squeeze between us when taking pictures. When he was studying, every time he changed seats, he had to sit with the two of us, either you or me, and we never sat together...... It's this guy, eh, I can recall the smell of his sweat and milk when I sniff now, dead? Lian Boxi was a little confused and impatiently flicked his bangs.

Aoi didn't speak, of course she remembered.

But she didn't say anything.

"Oh, I'm in a bad mood all of a sudden. Of all the friends I know, four have died. How come people I know are so thin-hearted? He stood up, "Tomorrow I'm going to ask the squad leader what's going on." ”

"Do you have time to go?"

"you? You're definitely going, you're the softest, and you want to pick up and bury the petals when you see them fall on the ground......"

"Probably yes! Your whole family is just burying the flowers! ”

"Mmmm, don't talk about it, I'm in a bad mood, I'm going home to sleep." He walked out the door.

She didn't send it either, "Bring the door shut." ”

"Mm-hmm, don't forget the watermelon and the water tap."

"Damn, you won't close it when you go over?!"

In a moment, the flow stopped, there was a thud, the door shut, and the sound of a quick walk down the stairs.

She involuntarily stood up, walked to the window, and flicked the curtain's hand, and there were indeed two clear black lace tattoos on her wrists, which had no special meaning, just liking. She saw him walk out of the residential building and walk away without looking back.

Lian Boxi wears a Korean version of a jazz hat with a low brim, a black casual suit, and a sleeveless lapel jacket with pants. Toad sunglasses with a Ray-Ban on his face obscured his eyes and emotions. He walked through the door and was immediately targeted by a bunch of female classmates from the past, but he walked straight to Aoi, who was crying profusely, her nose was red, and the napkin she was rubbing on her face was soaked.

"Hey, isn't it, why are you crying like this?" He was startled and lowered his voice to ask her.

Guilt...... She replied in her heart, after all, she personally cut Zhuang Zhiming out of the photo, and burned the leftover with a lighter, which was very unlucky. The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, so she could only continue to cry.

"Hey, Posey." Zhou Yun, the class leader, moved to his side and tugged at his sleeve, "It's really rare, I usually have to look at your photos in fashion magazines," Every time I don't see you at a class reunion, I forget about us?" ”

"Eh......" Lian Boxi scratched his forehead, feeling that it was boring to talk about this on this occasion, Zhuang Zhiming's family members were crying to death, including Aoi next to him, who was even more inexplicably sad, "I said, what's wrong with him?" How do you say that if you don't have it, it's gone? ”

Zhou Yun motioned for him to come closer, and whispered in his ear: "Didn't you find out that his wife didn't come?" He has been married for three years, just had a child, his wife couldn't stay up during confinement, went out to play, and contracted HIV after a night of amorous, his wife knew that he resolutely divorced, he didn't want to open it for a while, and jumped off the building in Raffles last week. ”

"That's the one who jumped off the building at Raffles last week...... I was downstairs at Tiffany getting a haircut...... "Lian Boxi fainted," "The person smashed on the freezer of the Cool Sacred Stone, it was very loud, but I didn't dare to go out to see the ......"

Hush...... Aoi glared at the two of them.

Ahem, Zhou Yun gently covered her lips with her fingers, a little pretentious, "How about it, let's go have a drink after the funeral." ”

"Blue frog?"

"Of course not, it's in the afternoon, what kind of wine. Coffee. You're really a curry player. Zhou Yun's fingers poked ambiguously on his arm a few times.

"I had a hunch that you would come, so I brought a magazine for you to sign onto." Yu Meimei, a female classmate, took out the magazine from her bag and handed it to Posey.

"It's not popular, what kind of name do you sign." Percy waved his hand.

"I want it too, but I don't have any paper with me, so why don't you sign my business card." Zhou Yun, the squad leader, hurriedly took out his business card and sent one to Boxi by the way: "Always contact." ”

"Yo, Co., Ltd., the general manager's secretary, it's a good mix, it sounds like a very painful job."

"I hate it. How can you celebrities be hurt? ”

"Probably yes, I'm not even a star, I'm not famous at all. Only you know me, and there are a bunch of models that can point out which one I am. He smiled, and suddenly there were six or seven business cards in front of him, all of which were handed over by the female classmates present.

Aoi sat in the corner of the corner, drinking Mango Frappuccino weakly, crying so much that she had no strength, it didn't have to be so sad...... Who knows that when you cry, you can't hold it back. But the pile of people in front of him is really excessive, as soon as he left the funeral home, the focus and topic never left Lian Boxi, no one cared about other male classmates, let alone Zhuang Zhiming, the former classmate was burned into smoke and ashes in the incinerator with his embarrassment and sadness. No one cares anymore.

Aoi was too lazy to listen to the group of people chatting and flirting, and took out her mobile phone to post on Weibo, "I attended the funeral of my elementary school classmates today, and I hope that his sins and sufferings will be forgiven and peaceful in heaven, and may he rest in peace." ”

A few minutes later someone replied, "Well, yes. [Candle]"

Message by, POSEY.

She looked up at him, who had just put down his phone and winked at her calmly.