Shen Qiwen was dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase, and came in a hurry.

"Shen Qiwen! It's really you! The squad leader was the first to rush forward, looking Shen Qiwen up and down, "We haven't seen each other for several years." ”

Shen Qiwen looked like he had just come from work, with gold wire glasses on the bridge of his tall nose, and smiled at the squad leader: "It's only two years." ”

After speaking, he looked around to the back, as if looking for another figure.

Everyone at the door began to greet each other, and Yan Miao and Song Qingyu sat in the corner.

Yan Miao poked his head: "Pomelo, it's Shen Qiwen." ”

Song Qingyu's eyes were helpless: "Shen Qiwen is Shen Qiwen, is there anything special." ”

Yan Miao threw a wink at her: "Didn't you have a good impression of him at the beginning?" Although I don't like it now, but the old people reunite, and they can't have a spiritual meeting. ”

Song Qingyu saw her teasing herself, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you have a spiritual meeting with Fu Wenzhou?" ”

Yan Miao: "......" is not necessary.

Song Qingyu hooked her lips, the light in front of her suddenly dimmed, and the surroundings were shrouded in shadows, she slowly raised her eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Shen Qiwen, long time no see." ”

Shen Qiwen stretched out his hand towards her, his eyes were obscure: "Long time no see." ”

Those four words alone had already rolled a few times in his throat.

Song Qingyu looked at the palm that was stretched out, stunned, and then shook it, and left it with a touch, so fast that Shen Qiwen didn't even feel the temperature of the palm carefully.

Shen Qiwen was soon called away, the squad leader drank a little too much, and hooked his shoulder and said that he hadn't changed at all, and he was still as cold as when he was in school.

Shen Qiwen responded politely throughout the whole process, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he didn't refuse to come, and he drank every glass of wine that everyone toasted.

Yan Miao glanced over there and whispered: "I didn't expect Shen Qiwen to be so able to drink now, I still remember when we had dinner at school, he would blush when he drank that kind of low-degree fruit wine, but now when he drinks liquor, his face is not red and his heart is not beating." ”

Song Qingyu smiled lightly: "People will always become." ”

Yan Miao sighed a little: "But we haven't changed." ”

Song Qingyu paused and said, "You think I haven't changed because I have changed before I knew you, and you think that you haven't changed because you have been well protected since you were a child." And Shen Qiwen, the class leader, the school committee, and the class flower, do not have a background like us, nor do they have connections like us, so they can only rely on their own efforts. Seconds, hard work is very important, but this society is useless to rely on hard work alone, and when you enter the society, it is difficult to talk about things if you don't have the ability to get drunk. ”

Talking at the wine table is a bad habit, but it is difficult to change it for a hundred years.

Even a person like Shen Qiwen who looks up to the mountains can't avoid falling into the ordinary.

Song Qingyu inevitably felt a little emotional.

A complex society can really change many people, but Shen Qiwen still breaks through difficulties and obstacles on the road of medicine to break his own way, and never forgets his original intention, which is very rare.

In fact, Song Qingyu appreciates Shen Qiwen more, but this appreciation is not enough to grow into a liking.

Yan Miao didn't seem to understand what he said, but he could vaguely understand the meaning of Song Qingyu's words, glanced at Shen Qiwen, and said, "When I saw Shen Qiwen, I regretted that I didn't go to the hospital after graduation." ”

Song Qingyu helped her fill the empty cup with orange juice, and smiled in a low voice: "There are many kinds of roads, it's good to be happy, and you don't have to make some contributions to society, everyone's ideals and ambitions are different." ”

Yan Miao affectionately hugged Song Qingyu's arm: "Grapefruit, you're right, then I'll be at ease at home as a waste material, anyway, when the sky falls, my brother will be on top." ”

Song Qingyu sometimes envied the previous relationship between Yan Shaoqin and Yan Miao, and she saw family affection in them.

Sometimes, the more people have nothing, the more they want to be extravagant.

The class reunion was about to end, and everyone still got together as if they couldn't talk enough, Yan Miao extended the dinner time by another hour, Shen Qiwen was surrounded in the middle throughout the whole process, and many people came to Song Qingyu to get close.

After all, in this circle now, Yan Miao and Song Qingyu have the strongest background, and no matter how powerful Shen Qiwen is, he can't compare to the status of the Song family and the Yan family in the capital.

Song Qingyu went around and made an excuse to go to the observation deck outside.

It took an extra hour to talk to her about Fu Wenzhou, and Song Qingyu was afraid that Fu Wenzhou would be even more angry if she couldn't wait for her at home, so don't look back and be angry again.

As soon as she took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call to Fu Wenzhou, a low call came from behind her.

"Song Qingyu."

Song Qingyu shook his fingertips when he heard this, and turned half of his body: "Shen Qiwen? What's wrong? ”

Shen Qiwen took a few steps forward, stopped at a meter away from Song Qingyu, and maintained a sense of proportion: "I heard that you are getting married." ”

Song Qingyu couldn't figure out what he meant by suddenly asking, but he still generously admitted: "Well, it should be in September, and it all depends on my husband's arrangement." ”

Shen Qiwen's eyes darkened behind the lenses, and his gaze kept locked on Song Qingyu's face: "Is it him?" ”

Song Qingyu was stunned, but she didn't expect Shen Qiwen to remember.

Shen Qiwen didn't hear a reply, and patiently repeated: "Is it him?" When you rejected me, you said that you promised someone that you would wait for him to come back, so, is it still him? ”

The sun sets above the observation deck, the stars shine brightly, and the wind whispers in your ears.

Song Qingyu paused for a long time before speaking: "Well, it's him." ”

After a pause, she looked at Shen Qiwen, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of her lips: "I broke the contract on the way to him, but fortunately, he has always firmly chosen me." ”

Shen Qiwen was suffocated for some reason, and his eyes burned: "If I hadn't chosen to go abroad for further study, but stayed in China, would the person who was with you be me?" ”

Song Qingyu was a little embarrassed, it had been so long, she didn't know why Shen Qiwen still mentioned it.

"I didn't refuse you before because you want to study abroad, but because we are not suitable, and we are ......" Song Qingyu said with a smile: "I don't like you." ”

Shen Qiwen frowned suddenly: "How come?" Didn't Yan Miao say that you have a good impression of me? ”

Song Qingyu shook her head: "I just appreciate you, there are many kinds of likes, not between men and women, Yan Miao misunderstood." ”