The reunion is scheduled for January 25, the weekend of the week before the Spring Festival holiday.

On the weekend, Jiang didn't wake up until eleven o'clock in the moon.

At home, she was on her own, Xie Xingqian was temporarily called to work overtime in the bureau, and sent a message saying that she would be able to return at about five o'clock.

The class reunion is at six o'clock in the evening, not far away, in a restaurant next to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, if Xie Xingqian can get off work at five o'clock, the two of them can go together.

Since the morning, the group of students has been extremely active, and in the time since the group was formed, the group members have retreated from twenty-four to twenty-one.

However, among these twenty-one people, not only the students of the old first class, but also a few of the second class finally managed to get in.

Jiang Jianyue roughly flipped through the chat history and left it alone.

At noon, she cooked bags of dumplings by herself, changed the sheets and quilt covers in the afternoon, and began to put on makeup and clean up at half past four, and then received a message from Xie Xingqi.

[I can't leave at five o'clock, you go first, I'm probably going to be a little late.] 】

Jiang Jianyue replied: [Okay, don't worry. 】

At about five fifteen, she changed her clothes and went out to the agreed restaurant.

Jiang Jianyue went in according to the private room number issued by the class leader, and a group of old classmates were already sitting in it to greet each other.

Nearly ten students from the older class came, and the rest were squeezed in from the second and third years of high school, and in addition, there were two students from the second class, one male and one female.

Before everyone arrived, everyone was breaking the ice, some people were talking, and some people were sitting in the corner without saying a word.

In fact, in such a picture, you can tell which students are mixing well and which students are still struggling.

When Jiang saw the moon, everyone noticed her.

Not for anything else, but from the moment she came in, her painting style was very different from others, as if even the light favored her, making her skin as if it had been soft light.

And compared with the girl who was full of dead books before, Jiang Jianyue, who has social experience, has obviously become more rounded, and she smiled before she appeared before she appeared, which greatly weakened the sense of distance in everyone's memory.

There was heating in the house, and she took off her black coat and sat down in a red velvet dress.

The girl next to her was stunned for a long time and recognized: "...... Jiang Jianyue? Oh my God, you're prettier than you were in high school. ”

So after everyone reacted, they came up to greet her and praise her for becoming more and more beautiful.

"There is really a gap between people, how do you maintain it, why don't you have any fine lines."

"Oh my God, why do you have so much hair? Won't it fall! ”

After hearing too many flattering words, Jiang Jianyue was embarrassed, but fortunately, other classmates arrived one after another, and the topic shifted to others.

At six o'clock, there were still three people who didn't come, and the others couldn't sit and wait, so Ji Mingzhou beckoned the waiter to serve the food.

As soon as a dozen people sat down, someone asked, "Didn't you say that Xie Xingqian would come?" ”

Everyone looked over, and the girl who asked was a girl in the second class, named Shi Meng, who was not very familiar to everyone, but the person who brought her was Wang Rui from the older class.

Wang Rui followed Shi Meng's words and asked, "Yes, is Xie Xingqian coming today?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and Xie Xingqi, who was being talked about, appeared at the door.

After ten years, everyone has long had a very weak impression of their classmates in high school, not to mention Xie Xingqi, who only spent a year in his classmates in high school.

Except for the students in the older class, the others looked at the man who walked into the private room and fell silent in an instant.

No wonder the girl in the second class is looking forward to it, this is too handsome.

Ji Mingzhou made an introduction enthusiastically and led Xie Xingqian to sit next to him.

He's the party organizer, and he's at the center of the story.

Xie Xingqian glanced at Jiang Jianyue, she was sitting with the two girls, talking happily, and there were no vacant seats around her.

So he calmly sat down beside Ji Mingzhou.

The meal was quite harmonious, although we haven't seen each other for a long time, but talk about the experience over the years, exchange contacts, in fact, there are still some chats.

After chatting about career, and then talking about family, the focus was intentionally brought to Xie Xingqian by the girls.

Wang Rui glanced at Shi Meng beside her, and asked with a smile: "Xie Xingqi, I see that you are wearing a ring, why, you got married young?" ”

Xie Xingqi: "Hmm. ”

Wang Rui looked a little stunned, and continued: "...... It's true, I thought you were afraid of pursuing too many girls, and deliberately wore a ring to block the peach blossoms. ”

Xie Xingqian smiled faintly, maintaining the cold character of the first year of high school.

Wang Rui looked at Shi Meng.

Shi Meng still had a perfect smile on his face.

Wang Rui: "It is said that marriage is a siege, why don't you fight for a few more years while you are young?" ”

Xie Xingqian frowned slightly, Ji Mingzhou next to him noticed it, and immediately spoke out to relieve the siege: "It's normal, the great god is so powerful, it is not contradictory for him to start a family and start a business." ”

"And the appearance of the great god, it looks like he got married early."

Shi Meng lowered his head and ate silently.

Even if Wang Rui wanted to inquire a few more words for her good sisters, she could only give up.

But there are only a few people who come to the party purely to listen to gossip.

Since the conversation has brought to Xie Xingqi's marriage, someone has mentioned the topic of high school crushes.

Originally, some people were embarrassed, but a few old classmates mentioned it bluntly, and gradually, everyone let go.

Jiang Jianyue listened silently, just eating her own.

But she forgot that at the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was also the crush of countless people.

There was a boy next to her, who had been helping her hand over the paper and turn the plate, and he was so attentive.

Soon, he was not satisfied with this, and boldly proposed to the girl next to Jiang Jianyue that he wanted to change his position.

Seeing this, the others coaxed: "Yo yo yo, what do you mean Lin Jiatong?" ”

Lin Jiatong was very calm: "Who didn't have a crush when they were young." ”

Jiang Jianyue couldn't help it.

What, is the ring on my hand not big enough?

She glanced up at Xie Xingqi opposite.

The silent man put down the cup, his eyes first deepened the impression on the male classmate's face, and then turned to his wife, and said slowly: "What about you, wife?" ”

Boys: "......"

Girls: "??? ”

The atmosphere of the entire private room suddenly fell into a strange stale.

Then, everyone looked at the two men, who didn't even say a word.

As if he didn't feel that he had said anything earth-shattering, Xie Xingqian asked again in silence: "Wife, who did you have a crush on in high school?" ”

“……”

Jiang Jianyue looked at Xie Xingqian helplessly and amusedly.

She didn't have a crush on anyone in high school, didn't he know?

Everyone looked at Jiang Jianyue in unison.

A female classmate really didn't hold back, and asked out loud: "Xie Xingqi's wife is Jiang Jianyue?" ”

"Oh my God, when did you fall in love? Were we together in high school? ”

Jiang Jianyue coughed lightly: "...... We only got together last year. ”

"Who's chasing whom?"

Jiang Jianyue and Xie Xingqian looked at each other.

Xie Xing's eyes had a faint smile: "I've liked her since high school, and I only caught up with her last year." ”