In the backstage, after the woman accepted the group photo of the whole body and the summary speech of the head of the group, she walked through the crowd to find the familiar figure.

She was there quietly.

"I knew you girl was going to come to me." Zhong Juan saw that the woman was still dressed in a performance costume, and hurriedly ran to her from a distance, and then showed a kind smile.

She slowly stood up and waited for Zhao Yiran's hug.

The woman stretched out her arms and hugged the people she hadn't seen for a long time, and every time she used to perform at the end of the performance, they would first rush to the stage and hug Zhong Juan.

The kind man tilted his head slightly and patted the woman's back, "Why is it still the same as before, always loving to shed tears." ”

In the past, Zhao Yiran always cried for a while after the performance, and if she hugged her again, she would cry non-stop.

The woman straightened up from the familiar embrace, wiped the tears that had been left behind, and did not want to make up for it.

Zhong Juan helped her hide it, and joked that her classmates had a good nickname before, and she was really a tearful person.

"The weather is so bad, why are you here?" She is actually very grateful for Zhong Juan's arrival, but it is precisely because of this that she is also worried about the teacher's health, and when she is in poor condition, it is mostly in the rainy season.

"I'm sure I'm going to come and see if you're embarrassed by your performance. Besides, everyone else has sent me invitations to the theater, so if you don't come, you won't be a big name. ”

If she is not in class as a teacher, Zhong Juan will always be smiling.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Two pieces of paper to wipe your tears, you say?"

In fact, it is very vague to say this, because the reason why Zhong Juan cries is not only because of the content, but also because she feels proud and proud that it is her own students standing on the stage.

The woman whispered, "That's good."

Zhong Juan stopped, looking at her as if she was distracted, "I received the invitation." ”

Zhao Yiran met her eyes, and clearly said that she and Dong Fang's wedding invitation.

"Time is really fast, in the blink of an eye, Xiao Ning has been married for two years, you are also going to have a wedding, Xiao Yu is estimated to be soon."

The other two people Zhong Juan said were the best that Zhao Yiran had in the college class.

"We have a tacit understanding, and we all want to diverge so that each of you has time to participate."

The teacher and student stood here and chatted for a while, and after the Spring Festival Gala at the beginning of the year, they didn't see each other again.

Later, when they returned to the dressing room together, the woman asked Zhong Juan to accompany her for a while longer.

It's almost seven o'clock in the afternoon.

The makeup didn't take off, and she only changed back into her own clothes. After confirming that everything was right, he took the teacher's arm and walked out the door.

"Of course, I remember... Is it your birthday? When she was waiting for her just now, Zhong Juan pondered in her heart.

The woman smiled and said yes.

Zhong Juan is different from other teachers in that she never regarded them as classmates in her four years of college, but really as her own children.

Important days, she will remember.

Zhong Juan asked her how she was doing, did her boyfriend already book a restaurant?

"He's also busy, not in Yishi. Besides, I'm not a kid anymore, so I can't celebrate my birthday. "It's not as important as it used to be.

At this point, they also walked outside the gate.

Because the door leading to the theater was different from the usual rehearsal place, Zhao Yiran went out and took a casual glimpse between trances.

Just see what.

That figure seems to be Dong Fang?

What is he carrying? Cake?

Zhong Juan was stunned by the person next to her, and looked at her with questions, "What's wrong?" She felt that Zhao Yiran had stopped there.

The woman looked ahead in a daze and didn't bother to answer the teacher's words for a while, Zhong Juan followed her line of sight to the front, and after she turned her head again, she fixed her gaze on the man walking towards them.

On the wedding invitation, it seems to be this man.

At that time, he also smiled and stood in front of them in a regular manner.

There were a few steps in between, but the men were still tall enough to look at them.

Zhao Yiran secretly asked in his heart, "Why are you here?" ”

But after a trance, he spoke again, "Teacher, this is my fiancé Dong Fang." Then he looked at the man and pointed his palm at the person next to him, "This is Mr. Zhong." ”

"Hello Mr. Zhong, I'm Dong Fang." The man nodded slightly, extremely polite.

He knew that this was a woman's college teacher, and the relationship between the two was just like that between him and Yang Yi.

"Hello, just now I was disappointed that you were in the field, but now I came to send a surprise." Zhong Juan looked at the man in front of her with her decades of discernment.

He turned his head sideways to the woman and said, "I only heard you introduce your parents and younger brother before, but suddenly I said that my fiancé is still quite uncomfortable." ”

This also proves that the students have grown up.

But the woman is now preoccupied with the question of why Dong Fang is here, and she no longer reacts as strongly to Zhong Juan's words as before. She symbolically laughed along with the teacher and did not speak.

How could Zhong Juan not be able to see it, "Come on, you don't need me to accompany you now, right?" That's the end of the handover, right? She wanted to give the two young men more time to themselves, and not to waste time in the damp outdoors because of her old woman.

Teacher Zhong is still as funny as before, and Zhao Yiran seems to have been pierced with careful thoughts, and he laughs even more embarrassed.

She handed the car keys in her hand to the man in front of her, "I'll go and get Mr. Zhong into the car." ”

Zhong Juan is also a well-known figure in the dance world, and a special car driver is usually on call all day for any event. It's not that she has a big shelf, but it's safer for older seniors.

Dong Fang took it, politely stood in place to say goodbye to Zhong Juan and made room for them to go first.

Zhao Yiran habitually grabbed the teacher's arm and passed in front of the man.

"Give me the bag, too."

As he spoke, he raised his left hand to take the satchel from the woman's shoulder.

Zhong Juan saw it in her eyes, without words but looking at their movements with joy.

At that moment, the woman felt like she was secretly playing with a boy she was in love with in middle school, but she was seen by the head teacher.

She followed the teacher to the parked car, keeping an eye out for the small puddles that had popped up in the ground due to the accumulation of rainwater. The late hours and the cloudy sky covered the sky with a dark film.

Zhong Juan said slowly, "I'm watching from the side, you are really a bit similar to Xiao Yu." ”

"Huh?"

"Have you seen her boyfriend?"

Zhong Juan asked, and Zhao Yiran also recalled in his mind, "I've seen photos, Xiaoyu posted them in the circle of friends before.. Real people don't have it yet. ”

Her college classmate Yang Yusheng was invited to film a film crew last year, which happened to be a big production in which Zhong Juan served as a dance technology teacher.

It was under that opportunity that she married a powerful popular actor.

Zhong Juan smiled indifferently, "It's time to take your respective boyfriends to make an appointment, oh no, you should be your fiancé." ”

The woman asked her why.

"Isn't that actor quite popular?" The implication was to ask Zhao Yiran, didn't he know about him before?

Later, before helping Zhong Juan into the car, she told the woman that in her opinion, the two men were very similar.

It's not the looks, it's the kind of temperament style.

At a glance, it is with a prodigal and unruly style.

"If I had been at school before, I would have broken up with both of you. But for now, I will choose to trust your eyes. ”

Zhao Yiran listened, and didn't know whether the teacher's evaluation of Dong Fang was good or bad.

"You are all smart and you can't choose the wrong one." Zhong Juan finally put down this sentence and urged the woman to leave quickly.

Zhao Yiran said goodbye to her, and was turning around suspiciously to understand why the teacher was in such a hurry to let him go back just now.

It turned out that Dong Fang did not wait in Xiaofen's car as he had told him, but stayed at the steps where the three of them met and kept looking at their backs.

Seeing the car carrying Zhong Juan driving away, the man strode over, hurried but excited.

The moment they touched each other, the woman asked the question in her heart without any worries.

The man smiled evilly, as if flattering, "It's my wife's birthday, and I have to go under the knife!" ”

Affected by the recent cluster of rainy weather, his scheduled flight was cancelled this morning. But Dong Fang couldn't give up and couldn't cancel his trip because of this trivial matter, so he hurriedly set the high-speed rail to be considered without delay.

Before he opened the booking website, he had already thought that if there was no seat on the high-speed train, he would rent a car and drive it back by himself.

In short, I have to come back to accompany my wife on her birthday.

Zhao Yiran listened to a lot and wanted to ask him, but the man hugged her with one hand, like before, and pushed her from behind to walk briskly, "Ask on the road, ask on the road, the time is short, the task is heavy." ”

The woman was immersed in a mixture of surprise and joy, and the feeling was familiar to her as she was pushed into the car.

The next second, she realized that it wasn't her hallucination, but the first time he had appeared in front of her in this way many times.

And every time, she will unconsciously give the fullest feedback.

She saw that the man also sat back in the main driver after half a circle from the front of the car, and immediately asked him, "You are training now, won't Director Yang punish you if you come out like this?" ”

And listen to what he says, and come back at all costs.

"It's always because of love a few times, and he'll understand." Dong Fang is full of confidence and has no worries.

He leaves after this day's training and returns before tomorrow's training. At best, he can only be regarded as a non-compliance with the training camp and does not return home at night.

But he couldn't control it, so he could only cut it first and then play it.

The cream cake was now in Zhao Yiran's arms, and she was holding it carefully while staring intently at the man on the left.

Looking at his appearance in a hurry because he wanted to come back to celebrate his birthday, the broken hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and if there were no water droplets, I don't know if it was rain or sweat.

"Now you know why I asked this before I left that day, right? Don't you think I'm verbose, do you? As if he had seen through the woman, the man took directions with one hand, and the wipers hung a few times on the front windshield, and the vehicle entered the driveway.

And Zhao Yiran also felt that he was like a transparent person in front of men, and he could listen to the complaints he had in his heart that day.

It turned out that it was not verbose, but spying on the military.

Knowing that she really didn't make any big moves, he chose to come back to accompany her by himself.

Dong Fang, Dong Fang, every time you do it, I am full of expectations for our future life.

In the quiet carriage, the violent heartbeat in the woman's chest sounded.

Again and again, back to that night, on the beach, she looked sideways at him and shouted to heaven and earth, and the bride at the wedding could only be Zhao Yiran.

The heart was moved more than once.