Wu Shanliang felt that he had overestimated his weight in Zhou Tianbao's heart.

Now, Zhou Tianbao has signs of leaving, what should I do?

Stepped forward and put your arms around his waist and took the initiative to show goodwill? She felt insulting to herself.

After all, he is a high-level intellectual, and he is also an expert in electronic program control, so he can't sell himself for petty profits, and sell his body.

She regretted that she had gone to Sioux City the other day to have surgery to recover her body. Now that it is the 21st century, my body has been stretched for love, and I have had indescribable happiness and enjoyment, so why hide it, why do I feel dirty?

"Why not start your own business and wait for someone else's handout? Three years later, I Wu Shiny may really shine brightly, so that all men can't climb it. ”

Three years later, at the entrance of the high-speed rail station in Sucheng, Li Xianhan stepped down from a taxi, he came to pick up Chen Xia, who had returned from studying abroad.

Today, he has a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, his leather shoes are shiny, and his hair is a little messy by the autumn wind.

He raised his wrist, it was 2:40 p.m., nearly half an hour before Chen Xia arrived at the Sucheng high-speed rail station.

Step by step, he walked from the import to the pick-up point at the exit.

He didn't walk much, he walked very slowly, and from time to time there were scattered stones on the road, which he also stepped on.

Three years ago, on his way to Changzhou to learn needlework from Master Chen, a transatlantic phone call came to his mobile phone.

The phone was connected, and the voice on the other end was so familiar, "Little loach, I'm studying abroad, and I'll see you in three years." ”

To his Li Xianhan's surprise, this familiar voice turned out to be Chen Xia.

"What does it mean that she and I, Li Xianhan, will meet in three years?" He couldn't figure it out.

He remembers that when he first came into contact with embroidery, he didn't know how to hold the needle, how to pinch it, and he didn't know how to cooperate with his two hands, so he was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.

But he understands that needlework is a boring and cumbersome intangible cultural heritage skill, and to create needlework works, you must have a solid foundation.

It took two years for him to finally master all the techniques of needlework, won the favor of Master Chen, and under the guidance of the master, his needlework skills made a qualitative leap.

After returning from his studies, he set up the first needlework studio in Huagu Town in his home and started the entrepreneurial process of needlework.

In the past three years, he has walked through his life step by step, and has come to the date when Chen Xia and him will meet three years later.

He never looked forward to this date, because he had his own life to live, his own things to do, and his own goals to achieve, that is, inheritance and development.

Therefore, when he suddenly received a text message from Chen Xia last night, there was no surprise, and there was no urge to pick up Chen Xia.

But he still came this afternoon, except for Chen Xia's mother, Manager Wu, no one else knew that he picked up Chen Xia.

His first impression of Chen Xia was not very good, and when he met her, Chen Xia and Zhao Mingming were still working in a mobile phone store.

Because of Zhao Mingming, he met Chen Xia.

Because of participating in the event of buying a mobile phone to give his girlfriend, he saw Chen Xia's energetic charm on the stage.

From the bottom of his heart, he is very grateful to Chen Xia, she always spares no effort when she needs help.

What I would especially like to thank is that Chen Xia "stole" Wu Shanliang out of her home and sent them to Yutian Town to settle down.

The past is not turbulent, but in this waiting time, it gives a little warmth to the silent and lonely heart.

"I've known Chen Xia for almost five years, and time has flowed away unhurriedly, and youth has become youth." Li Xianhan sighed like this.

When it came at 3:20, he did not hold up a sign in his hand, and like everyone else, wrote the name of the guest to be received.

Passengers who got off the train came in droves, and Li Xianhan's eyes scanned through his sunglasses, and he was not sure that he could recognize Chen Xia at a glance. After all, it's been three years, and three years must have changed a lot, and it's been three years of living abroad.

The number of passengers walking towards the exit became more and more scarce, and until the last one walked out, he did not see Chen Xia's figure.

Did you remember the wrong time or the wrong date?

Li Xianhan took out his mobile phone and flipped to the text message that Chen Xia sent him yesterday: I have returned from abroad, I will stay in Beijing tonight, and I will be picked up at the Sioux City high-speed rail station tomorrow at 3:20 p.m. on September 22. Chen Xia.

The time and place are good, didn't Chen Xia catch this train?

Li Xianhan was at the exit of the high-speed rail station, but he didn't receive Chen Xia, and for some reason he felt an inexplicable loss.

He never looked forward to seeing Chen Xia, but when a kind of deeply hidden emotion in his heart was quietly activated, he had a certain fascination for meeting Chen Xia, and this fascination was the most beautiful imaginable.

Li Xianhan took off his sunglasses, afraid that his vision would be blocked and miss Chen Xia walking in front of him;

He took off his sunglasses, afraid that his face would be blocked, so that Chen Xia would not recognize him.

He looked around. With his body as the center, he turned around and around, and as far as his eyes could see, there was no figure of Chen Xia after all.

"Where did Chen Xia go, she didn't come or missed her." Li Xianhan muttered in his mouth and walked towards the taxi pick-up place.

He believed that as long as Chen Xia couldn't find him, she would definitely have to take a taxi home.

At this time, Li Xianhan realized a problem, Chen Xia didn't see him, why didn't he call, what was the situation?

He was about to take out his mobile phone and call Chen Xia to ask for clarification.

"What a coincidence, it's you!" The voice came from behind him, and Li Xianhan didn't dare to turn around to face it, nor did he stop.

He knew very well that Zhao Mingming was the only one who called him a "little kid". Zhao Mingming is his first love, the one who locked him in Zhulin Nunnery and almost lost his life.

"What's the matter, Li Xianhan, it's been three years, and you still hate me?" Zhao Mingming's voice came from behind him again.

At this time, Li Xianhan did not hesitate at all, turned his body around, and walked sharply towards the subway entrance, almost trotting.

He wants to escape from Zhao Mingming, he wants to escape from the high-speed rail station, and escape from the love of his children.

Because he has important things to do now, he wants to carry forward the messy needlework that has been raised in the depths of the boudoir, so that this title of China's fifth largest embroidery is worthy of its name.

The voice behind him became more and more indistinct, and he didn't stop until Li Xianhan thought that Zhao Mingming couldn't catch up with him.

Zhao Mingming is his first love, and his first love is beautiful and unforgettable. But this unforgettable is not beautiful, but the pain that makes him unforgettable, and he almost died in the stone cave of Zhulin'an.

He settled down and decided not to go to Chen Xia anymore. He believed that Chen Xia was not a child and would take a taxi home.

Chen Xianhan took a nap, raised his legs and prepared to get off the elevator from the South Square, and when he took Metro Line 2 back, there was a person blocking him, to be precise, a beautiful girl.