Qiao Zhimo pretended not to hear what he said, "Okay Director Pei, I understand." ”

Pei Shiyan took a deep look at her and walked back to the sofa to sit. He Tan's gaze on the side moved from Qiao Zhimo, who was standing, to Pei Shiyan, who had just come back, and turned, she lowered her head and typed on her mobile phone, and the key movements of the silent keyboard came and went, forming a rapid song, like a storm coming on a cloudy day.

And the wheat seedlings that are about to be destroyed by the storm know nothing.

Qiao Zhimo closed his eyes and took three deep breaths, and when he opened his eyes, Jiang Yufeng rubbed her hair and coaxed: "Don't be nervous, it's just an audition." ”

She nodded, and immediately put away all the parts that belonged to "Qiao Zhimo" the moment Deputy Director Yuan shouted "start", she is just Huan Yan now.

A Huan Yan who fell into resentment, unwillingness, sadness, and self-doubt after knowing all the truth, she looked up at the person in front of her, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she tensed a face to let the boy finish speaking.

At this moment, it was as if she knew that the volcano was about to erupt, but instead of escaping, she let the hot magma swallow her up and burn her to the point that there was no slag left. Strong emotions enveloped her, and the boy in front of her transformed into a teenager.

The facial features of his face have long been blurred, but the cold and cruel voice is like a vine rooted in the ground, staggered over the years, and layers of ground break out tightly to strangle her.

"Fuck off, don't let me see you again in this life."

She stepped forward to take the young man's hand, but was thrown away without hesitation.

It was the first time he had done this to her, and the last.

Because she hasn't seen him since.

On the day he left, the sunset seemed to be warmly saturated by the artist, and the golden wheat fields stretched all the way to the sky. The red tricycle rumbled him towards the entrance of the slide, and by the time she reached the village gate, his back had turned into a small black dot, distant and small.

As far as the eye can see, only the roar of the car engine continues to linger in my ears.

So much so that over the years, the picture has faded, the scene is blurred, but the sound is still the same.

......

What pulled her back from the whirlpool of memories was Pei Shiyan's "card".

"It's okay, take a ten-minute break."

Qiao Zhimo blinked slowly and turned his head to look at the man leaning on the sofa. Xu was affected by last night's phone call, and the more she listened to Pei Shiyan's voice now, the more she felt similar to the teenager in her memory.

"Zhimo, do you want to go for a walk?" Jiang Yufeng pinched her face and said, "Go relax, I don't think you have a play yet." ”

Qiao Zhimo agreed without thinking, she really needed to sort out the messy threads in her head.

Jiang Yufeng took her to the back garden, and she always slowed him down half a step along the way, so that he would not see that she was actually familiar with the route. The back garden is well tended with flowers and plants, glass house and swings.

The two sat on the swing and chatted for a while, Jiang Yufeng's mobile phone rang, he walked to the side to answer the phone, and Qiao Zhimo took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the garden boredly.

The place where the camera moves overlaps with gold and green, covering the whole frame, the breeze blows, and the fresh smell wafts into her mouth and nose, making her forget the roar that she can't catch up with in her memory for a moment. Little by little, joy welled up in her heart, like a trickle of thought that she would be able to merge into the vast silver sea by flowing through the gravel col. But the reality is that there will always be unexpected falling mud and rocks blocking the way.

Qiao Zhimo looked at the person who was coming straight to her in front of her, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, "Sister Tan." ”

He Tan nodded, she leaned on the side of the swing and asked, "Talk a few words?" ”

Qiao Zhimo glanced at Jiang Yufeng, who had not finished the phone call, and nodded.

He Tan fiddled with a small flower on the edge of the swing and said, "I saw it before, you and Director Pei." ”

Qiao Zhimo was shocked, and said quietly: "What? ”

"Playing stupid?" He Tan laughed briefly, his attitude changed, and he said contemptuously, "You kind of drama that relies on means to get to the top, just like this flower, it looks good, it will indeed make people look twice, but that's all." Because it's easy to take it off, it's easy to destroy it. ”

She tugged at it, and the flower fell into her palm, and then it was thrown to the ground.

He Tan twisted a few times with his toes, and the broken petals were embedded in the soil, and the brilliance was not there, only mud.

She rubbed Qiao Zhimo's shoes and used the upper of her shoes to polish the soles of her shoes, "Oops, I accidentally got dirty." She smiled innocently, but she didn't apologize, and when she passed by, sharp nails scratched behind her ears, "You are also worthy of robbing a man with Zhiyan?" ”