Summer passes, autumn ushers in, autumn goes to winter, and spring comes.

The rotation of the four seasons of the year seems to be long, and it takes time by day, and when you wait until the end of the year, you can look back and find that it is actually very short.

Three years of spring and autumn is just a white horse for some people.

Jiangcheng entered the hot summer again, Shen Jianian got up early to change into a yoga vest and sweatpants, put on a loose short-sleeved shirt over the vest, and ran around the boulevard in the villa area twice. Sweat drenched the hair hanging down from his forehead and neck, and his fair and smooth cheeks were flushed with a healthy flush.

When he was about to get home, Shen Jianian slowed down his running, took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his sweat, took off the wireless earphones stuffed in his ears, and put them in the earphone box.

When she opened the door, she smelled the smell of vegetable porridge.

Zhou Ruo took out a pot of porridge from the kitchen, put it on the dining table, turned around and was about to pack the fried water in the electric baking pan into the plate, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shen Jianian coming back, and a smile appeared on his face: "Finished running?" Hurry up and take a shower, breakfast is ready. ”

Shen Jianian nodded, smiled back, went upstairs to the room to take a shower, changed into refreshing home clothes, and sat in front of the dresser to take care of his skin.

Looking at his face in the mirror, Shen Jianian's action of pouring toner paused slightly, this face has been seen many times, and it still feels unfamiliar.

Three years ago, she experienced a very serious car accident, multiple fractures all over her body, 70% of her face was disfigured, and for a long time, her face was wrapped in gauze and she could not see anyone.

In the dead of night when no one was staring at her, she hid in the bathroom and secretly opened the gauze to look in the mirror, and was frightened by the hideous and terrible wound on her face to collapse and cry.

Don't dare to cry out loud, lest you cause others to worry.

She covered her mouth tightly, held her breath, and wept silently, then wrapped the gauze back and pretended to be okay to come out of the bathroom and lie on the hospital bed, unable to sleep.

It took her a year and a half to recover and walk normally, but it was too strenuous to exercise.

For a year and a half, she gritted her teeth and carried out the boring and painful reconstruction day after day, and she lost count of how many tears and sweat she shed. Now she relies on regular exercise, and there are no signs of injury.

After she finished her rehabilitation, Pei Che took her abroad and found her the most powerful beauty doctor, and she had a total of six facial revision surgeries, and her appearance got better little by little, but it was not what she used to be.

Even if people who knew her well saw her again, they should not be able to recognize her.

Sometimes, when Shen Jianian looks in the mirror, he wonders if he is the same Shen Jianian as before, his appearance is different, and his memory is incomplete.

The toner poured in the palm of his hand flowed onto the dresser, Shen Jianian came back to his senses, pulled a tissue to wipe the countertop clean, poured toner into the palm of his hand again, rubbed it lightly with both hands, and patted it on his face.

Shen Jianian went downstairs to the restaurant, and Zhou Ruo just put a plate of vinegar on the table.

"Did Ache say when he would be back?" After Zhou Ruo sat down in Shen Jianian, he asked casually.

Pei Che flew to Beicheng at three o'clock in the afternoon yesterday, and the headquarters had a bit of an urgent matter that he needed to deal with.

Shen Jianian drank porridge and said, "He left in a hurry, he didn't say when he would come back, I'll call him later." ”

Saying this, she immediately put down the spoon, grabbed the mobile phone on the table and called Pei Che.

After connecting there, Shen Jiannian first cared about whether he had breakfast, and then asked him when he would return to Jiangcheng.

Pei Che didn't answer directly, and there was a gentle meaning in his voice: "Miss me?" ”

Shen Jianian suddenly fell into a trance, as if another voice sounded in her head, overshadowing Pei Che's voice. She felt strange, rubbed her fingers on the corners of her forehead, blaming herself for having a weird dream all night last night and not resting well.

"Auntie asked me to ask." Shen Jianian said.

"Oh." Pei Che spoke in a tone that did not hide his disappointment.

While Zhou Ruo went to the kitchen to get something, Shen Jianian raised his hand to block his mouth, and said in a very soft voice: "Of course, I also want to ask." ”

Pei Che on the other side of the phone suddenly smiled, and replied honestly: "Tomorrow morning at the latest." ”

The two chatted for a few words, and Shen Jianian hung up the phone and told Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo was relieved, and asked again: "You don't have to go to the orchestra today?" ”

"Rest at home in the morning, and go over in the afternoon." Shen Jianian took a bite of the fried bun dipped in vinegar and smiled sweetly, "I decided to help you clean up in the morning." ”

Zhou Ruo didn't go out to work, so he drank tea with other wives in the villa area on weekdays, learned flower arrangement, painting, cooking, and made some difficult but delicious dishes for Shen Jianian and Pei Che.

The villa is cleaned every Saturday.

There was an aunt at home, and after staying for less than a month, Zhou Ruo said that she didn't need it, she could do it herself, and she could do all the cooking and cleaning.

Pei Che was afraid that she would be tired, but she said that when the two of them were away, she was bored at home alone, and she could pass the time by doing something.

Pei Che simply let her go, and occasionally asked a part-time worker to come to the door to do a big cleaning.

After breakfast, Shen Jiannian pulled up all his long hair, put on a mask and gloves, and was responsible for cleaning the second floor, and Zhou Ruo took care of the entire first floor.

Pushing open the door of the study, Shen Jianian twisted the rag and wiped the desk.

She usually doesn't use the study, Pei Che uses it, and she will only come over when she needs to find a book to read.

There was a computer and some unimportant information on the desk, and Shen Jianian neatly put the data code in the corner of the table. Squatted down to wipe the dust on the drawer, and opened it casually, inside was office stationery, printer cartridges, staplers, pens and the like, which were a little messy, and she rearranged it.

Opening the bottom drawer, Shen Jianian saw a transparent plastic bag and took it out.

The bag contained a thin chain, it was impossible to tell whether it was a bracelet or a necklace, embellished with a delicate small lock pendant, and a fine piece of jade, transparent and lush, carved into a sleeping lion, hanging on a black braided rope, the length of which should be a handle.

Whether it was in the past or now, Shen Jianian has never seen Pei Che play with the handles.

She sat on the floor, adhering to the principle of asking questions if she had them, took a photo with her mobile phone, and sent it to Pei Che through WeChat: "I was tidying up the study, and I found these two things in the bottom drawer on the left side of the desk, are they yours?" ”

For her messages, Pei Che always replied in seconds, and this time, she saw "The other party is typing" flashing at the top of the screen, but no message came.

After a while, Pei Che chose to tell the truth: "It's your thing." When you were in a car accident, the doctor who operated on you took it from you and gave it to me, but I put it away and forgot to give it to you. ”

Shen Jianian fell into deep thought for these two things, and she was not impressed.

Pei Che guessed what she was thinking, and sent another message: "Maybe you bought it yourself, I don't remember." ”

Shen Jianian accepted this statement, and took out something from the plastic bag, the golden thin chain was a bracelet, she tried to put it on, and the dimension of her wrist was just right, it seemed to be custom-made, and it seemed that it was indeed hers.

She took out the handle again, the cold touch, and it didn't take long for her to be contaminated with her body temperature. Her fingers rubbed over the lion's back, and the image that flashed in her mind was a slender hand playing with the jade.

Shen Jianian sat in a daze for a while, and that strange feeling disappeared.

She sent a message to ask Pei Che, "Can I take it?" ”

Pei Che replied to her: "It belongs to you, you can dispose of it at will." ”

Shen Jianian pursed the corners of her lips, she didn't know why, she liked this piece of jade at first sight, maybe she bought it back out of love before.

*

Two or three o'clock in the afternoon is the hottest time of the day.

Shen Jianian changed into a white dress with thin shoulder straps, covered a sky blue long-sleeved shirt, the placket was open, the sleeves were pulled up to the elbows, and left the villa with a cello on his back.

She used her phone to hail a taxi and went to the orchestra's studio.

Outside the car window is the blazing sun, and under the sun, there are high-rise buildings in Jiangcheng.

After almost three years here, Shen Jiannian did not have much sense of belonging to the city.

When she was about to return to China after her appearance revision surgery abroad, Pei Che suggested to her that it would be better to settle in Jiangcheng. She was worried that the family company would be unattended, Pei Che was silent for a moment, and told her that during the period when her parents passed away and she was recuperating from her injuries, the company could not continue to operate, it had gone bankrupt, and the relevant procedures had been completed.

Everything that happened in the past, for Shen Jiannian, can be described as "things are people".

When he arrived at the studio, Shen Jianian casually picked an empty rehearsal room, took off his shirt and put it on the back of the chair, took out the cello from the piano case, and began to practice the next piece to be rehearsed.

She held the bow in her hand, immersed in the gentle and melodious music, and didn't notice that outside the glass window, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, staring at her side face for a long time, and did not rush in to disturb.

At this time, Yan Hong, the manager of the orchestra, walked over and was about to say hello to the man, when the man raised his palm and made a stop movement.

Yan Hong was silent and followed his gaze into the rehearsal room.

Shen Jiannian was the cellist she liked at first glance, and it took a lot of polishing to get her to agree to join the orchestra.

She is the same as the beloved apprentice of world-class cellist Yan Qiusheng, with exquisite piano skills, and even the name is exactly the same, it is difficult not to associate them.

But they don't look the same, they should just happen to have the same name and surname.

That Shen Jianian performed publicly for the first time in the variety show "Shining Starlight", and he amazed the audience as soon as he appeared, both in terms of beauty and piano skills. The ratings of the first episode broke the platform record, and no program has surpassed it since.

The Shen Jianian in front of him has a kind of glorious and restrained beauty.

The handle is a token, a token...... [Am I spoiling again, this is not good, it is really not good, I reflect.]

(End of chapter)