It's obviously a long river of memory, and it's almost impossible to remember the timbre.

But the moment it entered the ear, the heart seemed to be pinched hard.

The unique voice with a cold texture grabbed Shen Rujing's nerves, and countless memories and fragments poured in, making her brain chaotic and her ears buzzing.

Shen Rujing lowered her eyes, and the mask covered all her expressions.

"Song Xun, ahhhh

"Song Xun himself is really more handsome than the photo......"

"I rely on Ah Xun who lives on me...... My legs are weak......"

"Whoever says that my brother Xun has a bad temper, I will really scare him to death! Obviously has a super good temper with fans!! ”

Exclamations, muffled screams, and shutters rang out around him.

There seemed to be a gaze that glanced at her inch by inch, from head to toe, with some indescribable aggression.

As if it was her delusion, the gaze quickly left, and the breath passed in front of her.

Shen Rujing relaxed her breathing.

She didn't even dare to look up and look at him through the noisy crowd.

The girls around me are still discussing excitedly, sharing the photos they just took in their cameras.

A boy dressed as a staff member walked up to Shen Rujing and handed her the exquisitely packaged gift box in his hand with a smile:

"This is a gift from the studio, thank you for your love and support for Song Xun."

“…… Thank you. Shen Rujing finally raised her head, exhaled, and took the gift box.

By the time she looked in the other direction, the man had already entered through the special passage surrounded by the staff, leaving only a back.

Soon, even the back could not be seen, and disappeared into the crowd of people.

Shen Rujing finally blinked her dry eyeballs.

The surging in his chest was even more bitter.

The sea of people is long, and he is the brightest star in the distance.

Shen Rujing knew how warm and brilliant this star was, and when she held this star, the cold and gray world was easily illuminated by inch warmth.

Now, the stars are no longer hers.

She lost her star with her own hands.

*

On the way back to the hotel, Shen Rujing looked at the gift box on her lap, and her fingertips gently rubbed the beautiful bow on the box.

When she opened it, it turned out to be a joint handbook with the theme of The Little Prince x concert.

The cover is a gilded sentence:

-One day,I saw the sunset forty-four times.

"The Little Prince" was her favorite book in high school, and he once gave her a copy.

Obviously, there are so many cooperative IPs to choose from, but this is it.

A moment of mixed taste.

Shen Rujing barely cleaned up her mood and took a photo and sent it to her cousin.

Qiao Mu: I got it

Arbor: Picture .jpg

Starlight on Earth: Ahhhhh!!hh

Starlight on Earth: Isn't this a limited edition concert commemorative gift!! Go bananas! Mad! I love your sister!

Starlight in the World: You are my own sister!!

Starlight in the World: Wait, I remember this book is so difficult to grab, the price of scalpers has been speculated, will it be too expensive Sister Jingjing QwQ

Starlight in the World: It's too expensive for me to want!

Shen Rujing smiled: Don't worry, it was sent by a well-wisher, and it doesn't cost money.

[It doesn't cost money?! Sister, do you have any connections! You really treat me like an outsider! 】

Shen Xiaoting, who was excited, was still expressing her love for her sister, but Shen Rujing's thoughts wandered.

Well-wishers?

She really didn't expect that one day, she would use this word to describe Song Xun.

Soon arrived at the villa where the customer was, Shen Rujing said hello to the security guard, and the security guard checked her ID card and other supporting materials to confirm her identity before putting her in.

In the past two days, the customer was not at home, and the pattern was determined online before, and Shen Rujing only needed to transport the ordered materials over and start working.

Because this list is an urgent order, Shen Rujing is ready to work overtime to complete a small part of the work today.

*

After a whole night of exhausting rehearsals and run-ins, at one o'clock in the morning, the little assistant dragged his numb body to the villa, which was said to be the boss's good brother.

He secretly looked up at Song Xun's side face.

Throughout the night, the lines at the corners of Song Xun's lips never rose, indicating that he was not in a happy mood.

Even during the rehearsal, his performance was still impeccable, excellent and full, like a walking CD player.

'Click', the combination lock opened, and the little assistant lowered his head and followed Song Xun in, but Song Xun's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The assistant probed out suspiciously.

In the empty living room, a figure turned his back to them, his gray clothes stained with putty and dye.

It seems to be startled by the sound of the door opening.

The girl turned around, with a delicate goose egg face, a straight nose tip that was particularly delicate, a little dust and thin sweat on the forehead, and clear eyes as clear as a lake in May.

"Hello, may I ask who you are ......?"

Half-ringing, the girl spoke softly and asked politely.

The little assistant hurriedly said: "Hello, hello, you are the muralist invited by Mr. Xu, right?" ”

The girl nodded.

"It's good that you're busy, our boss is a friend of Mr. Xu, and he wants to stay here for two days, you read the news, Mr. Xu should have told you."

After speaking, the little assistant turned his head to see the boss's reaction, and was about to wait for Song Xun to say a polite word, and they said goodbye and went upstairs.

However, Song Xun's back did not move.

A minute ago.

When Shen Rujing heard the sound of the combination lock, she turned her head to look at the door.

The first look is the low brim.

The person who came was long, and the handsome and neat eyebrows and eyes under the brim of the hat were somewhat familiar, fading the youth in the memory, and becoming more distinct and mature.

She had seen the face in the street scene flashing by outside the window of the car when she was in the taxi in the evening.

At that time, it appeared on a huge LED screen.

At this moment, the pair of slightly cold peach blossom eyes glanced at her very lightly, and there was no emotion.

The eyes are facing each other.

Shen Rujing was slightly stunned, and her brain was a little blank.

- How did he end up here?

"Hello hello, you are ......"

The little assistant's words broke the suffocating embarrassment.

Shen Rujing nodded stiffly, but the hand holding the shovel blade clenched unconsciously, as if she could grab a little strength from the tool she was familiar with.

A little bit of strength that keeps her calm and doesn't want to run away.

She thought that maybe one day, she would meet him again across the vast sea of people, and she could calmly hide in the crowd, looking at him, without worrying about her gaffes.

However, I never thought that we would meet again in such an embarrassing scene.

The gray cargo pants that she had always liked and were light and easy to wear were also suddenly hot at the moment, making her thighs hurt.

Shen Rujing touched the sludge on her trouser legs, just like the embarrassment she had been running around for a livelihood all these years.

He obviously didn't say a word, but his calm and coldness seemed to be what she deserved for what she did back then.

In the suffocating silence, the little assistant was a little overwhelmed.

Shen Rujing stiffened, but she could feel that indifferent gaze passing by, and finally landed behind her, completing half of the relief mural.

"It's beautiful." Suddenly, he spoke.

As always, a light and lazy tone.

With two words in her ears, Shen Rujing struggled to maintain her calmness, like a thin layer of ice formed on a lake, which shattered with a little force.

She remembered that damp, cold, scorching summer night seven years ago.

Outside, there was a noisy downpour of rain, and inside the dilapidated corridors.

His hot kiss lingered from her closed eyes and trembling eyelids all the way to her bare fragile neck.

The wind was extremely cold, raw and cold, and the smell of damp and watery was blowing.

She shivered with cold, but the boy's embrace was warm and comforting, like a fire that never burns.

After kissing her all over the place, the young Song Xun buried his head in her neck socket and said in a low voice: "...... It's beautiful. ”

Shen Rujing suddenly remembered.

It has been more than 2,000 days and nights since she broke up with him.