When the two of them were talking to each other, the mobile phone rang at an inopportune time.

Song Qingyu pushed Fu Wenzhou away, patted his head to reassure, and turned to pick up the phone: "Yan Miao? What's wrong? ”

Yan Miao said: "I had a class reunion on Friday night, you can come." ”

When Song Qingyu heard this, she refused without thinking: "Forget it, I don't really want to go, and I'm going to go to Dingsheng on Friday." ”

Yan Miao said "ouch": "They are all former classmates from medical school, and Shen Qiwen and Qinzhou have also returned from studying abroad, I remember that Shen Qiwen also chased you, these years have passed, you don't want to see them?" ”

Song Qingyu glanced at Fu Wenzhou obliquely, holding the earpiece, afraid that he would hear it, so she walked a few steps away and lowered her voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense, Fu Wenzhou is here." ”

Yan Miao paused: "Why does he stick with you all day long." ”

Song Qingyu rubbed her temples, "Ahem...... There is no day, right? ”

Behind him, Fu Wenzhou squinted and asked, "Yuyu, who are you chatting with?" ”

Song Qingyu turned his head: "Yan seconds." ”

Fu Wenzhou said suspiciously: "She can't be speaking ill of me." ”

Song Qingyu almost choked: "No, she said that there was a class reunion on Friday and asked me if I was going." ”

In the two years of Song Qingyu's university, Fu Wenzhou was abroad and was absent from her life experience, and he wanted to participate in every life experience of Song Qingyu.

Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled: "Go to Yuyu." ”

"No, no." Song Qingyu still shook her head.

After chatting with Yan Miao on the phone for a few more words, he hung up.

Spring, the season of revival.

As the sun sets toward the horizon, the clouds on the horizon almost touch the rooftops of the streets. Song Qingyu turned the last page of the medical book, cleaned up the table, and passed the plan of the prosperous project that took half a month to write to Yan Shaoqin.

After operating all this, Song Qingyu stretched his waist, stood up and opened the window to breathe in the fresh air outside.

The villa area of Yalin Villa is this good, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the environment is elegant, and the most important thing is that it is secluded enough and very livable.

Song Qingyu didn't stay by the window for too long, because she was going to the city to attend a class reunion at seven o'clock, and now there were only two hours left before the scheduled time.

A year ago, Yan Miao Zhang Luo once invited her to come at that time, but she refused. First, Song Qingyu has not been in contact with her former classmates and friends for two or three years, and secondly, she suspended her studies because of the Song family's affairs, and the classmates and teachers in the medical school took turns to persuade her, but they didn't persuade her, Song Qingyu has always been reluctant to go.

I didn't want to see those old classmates because I gave up the industry I loved for revenge, and I was ashamed of them. Now I don't want to go because I gave up my dream for a joke that I have insisted on for years.

She is now a philistine businessman, and she has long since drifted away from her former classmates and friends.

This class reunion was organized by Yan Miao, and in order to invite her to attend, Yan Miao made more than a dozen phone calls a day for three days in a row. Song Qingyu was really tired of grinding, so she relented and agreed.

Fu Wenzhou originally pestered to go together, but Song Qingyu didn't agree.

For this reason, Fu Wenzhou unilaterally fought with her for a day and expressed his dissatisfaction with a hunger strike.

Song Qingyu is not used to his stinky problem.

When she left, Fu Wenzhou was still upstairs and closed the door and refused to come out.

The sound of the door closing, all the while hiding behind the bedroom door, the sneaky man cursed secretly.

Obviously quite big, but half of his body was bent down, his ears were pressed against the door, his eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and he wished that he had grown a thousand miles of ears.

There was no movement for a long time, and Fu Wenzhou muttered: "Really gone?" ”

He carefully opened the door and went downstairs against the wall, and when he saw the empty living room, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, his handsome face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and his hungry stomach screamed out of place.

Fu Wenzhou stood alone in the living room sulking, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

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The meeting place is quite luxurious, one of the city's top high-end hotels, Yan Miao's generous shot, including the viewing floor on the top floor, surrounded by glass buildings, you can see the sunset outside when you look up.

Before the people arrived, Yan Miao was at the door, Song Qingyu was sitting in the innermost corner playing with entertainment, and the level above showed the number 1056. The phone pushed a news out of place.

[Shen Qiwen, the highest award in clinical medical theory and the youngest winner in the past, confirmed to attend the medical symposium of Jingbei University]

Song Qingyu's fingertips paused, and his gaze couldn't help but stay on Shen Qiwen's three words for a second.

Yan Miao came over with a wine glass, pulled out a chair and sat next to Song Qingyu. When they were in school, the two of them had the best relationship, and they often breathed out of one nostril, and Song Qingyu was much quieter at that time than now.

Now that she and Fu Wenzhou are together, Yan Miao feels that the smile on her face has become more, and her whole temperament is not so cold, and it is much easier to approach.

For so many years, Song Qingyu has also been in contact with Yan Miao, and she was the first to notify Yan Miao.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Miao asked.

Song Qingyu didn't get through the 1056th level, so she pressed the screen boringly: "Play and play, everyone is here?" ”

Yan Miao looked at the door, a little disappointed: "Qin Zhou didn't come." After a pause: "Shen Qiwen didn't come either." ”

Hearing Shen Qiwen's name again, Song Qingyu had no waves on her face, after all, the intersection between her and Shen Qiwen back then was not much in the strict sense: "Don't tell me that spending so much effort to hold a class reunion is just for Qinzhou." ”

Yan Miao generously admitted: "Yes, but it's not all right, hey, you know, I liked Qinzhou in college, although now that I have a boyfriend, I don't like him for a long time, but I still have a bit of a loss to want to meet Bai Yueguang." And we haven't been together for years, since you suddenly took a break from ......"

Yan Miao didn't say any more, knowing that she didn't want to mention that matter, she smiled and changed the topic, and asked about Song Qingyu's heyday pharmaceutical research, since she knew that Song Qingyu and the group of researchers in his brother's company had really developed new drugs, Yan Miao, who had never cared about the company, also began to worry.

Song Qingyu said that it was already being approved.

Someone walked by.

Mu Yuanning had long wavy hair, a red dress with suspenders, and a graceful figure. When she was in school, she loved to choke with Song Qingyu, but now this problem has not been changed: "Song Qingyu? I didn't expect you to come, it seems that Yan Miao's face is still big, and he can invite you to this big Buddha. ”

Yan Miao's invitation was sent out in groups, and he forgot to screen out this person. She rolled her eyes and said, "What, do you want to bow to Qingyu?" ”

Mu Yuanning was deflated, and his face was ugly.

Song Qingyu smiled and secretly gave Yan Miao a thumbs up.

Mu Yuanning's red lips were re-hooked, and he picked on Song Qingyu's sore spot and said, "I heard that you were kicked out of the school by the teacher after you suspended school?" Now that he has become a director of Song's Enterprise, it seems that this money is indeed much more precious than his dream. ”