Shi Rong was surprised when he suddenly felt his body lightened and he was already in mid-air.

She subconsciously grabbed the other person's clothes, raised her head and met the other person's smiling face: "Are you afraid that I will throw you down?"

"Mr. Huo, next time you walk louder, don't be like a cat, making no sound."

"Your ears are not sensitive enough."

Huo Yijun carried her down the stairs.

He hugged her very easily and firmly. When Shi Rong smelled the faint scent of laundry soap coming from him, her whole body relaxed and she rested her head on his chest.

Huo Yijun felt the change in her and smiled slightly.

From the conditioned resistance at the beginning, to the current habit, and even actively looking for the most comfortable position in his arms, the wrinkles in Huo Yijun's heart were smoothed out bit by bit.

Become soft and peaceful.

"Huo Yijun." She suddenly called him.

"Ok?"

"I suddenly felt that you looked familiar."

"Where have you seen me?" He asked as he walked down the stairs slowly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"More than four years ago."

"Where?"

"On the day of the high school graduation ceremony, my classmates and I were exchanging yearbook signatures. Suddenly the pen ran out of ink, and someone handed me a pen. That person..." Shi Rong reached out and stroked the broken hair on his forehead, looking at his Eyes, "That person is you."

Huo Yijun curled his lips: "It's me."

At that time, Shi Rong thought he was a classmate, so he took the pen and said thank you. When he heard the exclamations from the female classmates next to him and raised his head to look over, he only had time to see his profile, and then he was surrounded by several people. Walked away surrounded by people.

"wait for me!"

Shi Rong suddenly remembered something, jumped out of his arms, jumped back to the cloakroom on one foot, took out an old suitcase, opened it and rummaged through it, and sure enough he found the memory book.

A black pen was drawn on the title page.

She picked up the pen and looked at it carefully, and found something she had never noticed before.

On the cap of the pen, three extremely small and exquisite letters are engraved, which are the pinyin of Huo Yijun's name.

"Really! Look!"

Shi Rong raised the pen in surprise and turned around to show it to Huo Yijun.

Huo Yijun leaned against the door and looked at her happy face with a smile: "Why do you keep it all this time?"

"How can I not keep it? This is my youth."

Shi Rong patted the souvenir album and said, "This pen is very delicate and very expensive at first glance. I asked my classmates at that time, but no one claimed it, so I had to keep it for now. Unexpectedly, four years have passed in the blink of an eye. It turns out that we really It’s quite fate!”

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

Huo Yijun smiled.

How did she know that the incident four years ago that she thought was just an accidental coincidence was actually his secret plan to get closer.

At that graduation ceremony, he originally just went to attend the ceremony and could leave without even sitting in the audience.

However, in order to take another look at the girl playing the violin, he just watched the entire ceremony.

After the ceremony, a group of young boys and girls from the graduating class gathered together, laughing and saying goodbye sadly.

The girl who plays the violin is also among them, surrounded by a group of people writing a memorial book.

The accompanying principal probably still doesn't understand why Mr. Huo didn't just leave through the VIP passage, but insisted on passing through the noisy group of students. He even stopped for a moment and gave his pen to a girl.

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