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He didn't answer, lowered his head for a while, slowly walked towards her, and finally sat down at the other end of the bench.

Song Shiwei turned to look at him in confusion. It was as if he could not see her presence. He lowered his eyes and looked ahead with deep thoughts, looking lonely and depressed.

My heart felt an inexplicable sting for a moment. I couldn't say it hurt, but it was a bit uncomfortable.

She didn't like this feeling very much. She frowned and wanted to call him again, but when she opened her lips, she suddenly froze unexpectedly.

She suddenly realized that he was wearing the school uniform from nine years ago, while she was wearing the skirt tonight.

They are not in the same time and space.

After realizing this absurd fact, Song Shiwei looked at herself in surprise, then turned to look at his face.

Sure enough, although the outline of his face was already straight and clear at this time, the clarity and youthfulness between his brows and eyes all showed a clear youthfulness.

She stared at his profile for a long time, almost lost in the boy's beauty and completely forgetting the crimes he committed nine years later, when he suddenly murmured in a low voice: "Summer is coming, Song Shiwei." ]
Song Shiwei woke up suddenly.

She opened her eyes dizzily and looked around eagerly. After confirming that this was a dream, she took a long breath.

She sat up stiffly with her arms raised, picked up the water glass on the bedside table and drank it in one gulp.

Her heartbeat had been pounding for a long time without slowing down. She was still worried, did Ji Yanchen really know her in high school?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Shiwei's face turned ugly.

But she quickly changed her mind and shook her head to convince herself, no, definitely not.

If he really knew her, why didn't he tell her openly when they first met?Since he wants to pursue her, isn't this a good topic to increase distance?Why is he hiding it?

unless--
Thinking of the only possibility, Song Shiwei's eyes flickered, and then she laughed at herself and pulled her lower lip. Her nerves suddenly relaxed, she lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed.

Unless he's been liking her since high school.

How is this possible?
******
Song Shiwei opened the refrigerator to prepare breakfast. While she was putting the milk in the microwave, she opened WeChat. The screen was full of red unread messages, which were so bright that it was dazzling.

Check a group: [@Song Shiwei, Sister Shiwei! !!Is this you in the video? ?!!]
Check one group: [I think so!Look at this dress, wasn't this the shirt Sister Shi Wei wore last night? ]
Xu Lin: [Missed call]

Xu Lin: [Shi Wei, were you okay last night?What now? ]
Xu Lin: [Missed call]

Xu Lin: [Sorry Shi Wei, you drank last night, I should have sent you home. ]
Yao Jiajia: [Baby, I was meeting a client just now. Why are you calling me at night? ]
Yao Jiajia: [(Voice to text) I believe the heroine of that wretched man with a violent hammer can’t be you, Song Shiwei, right? !You are so handsome!Are there any injuries?Need professional legal assistance? ]
Song Qingyu: [Sister, I saw the special police officer chasing you again. ]
Song Qingyu: [Why is his foot healed again? ]
Song Shiwei was startled and asked: "Where did you see him?" ]
The other party quickly replied: [He was the best man at my classmate’s sister’s wedding yesterday. ]
Song Shiwei was so stupid that he knocked on the screen angrily: "Then why didn't you ask him personally what kind of medical miracle his feet were?" ]
Song Qingyu: [I wanted to ask. He has been pestered by several bridesmaids, and I didn't find a chance. ]
Song Qingyu: [Sister, no matter if he is good or not, you can’t have a man who attracts bees and butterflies. ]
The microwave beeps.

Song Shiwei put down her phone and stirred the liquid in the cup nervously.

Reviewing last night's experience, everyone was asking if the person in the video was her, but only Ji Yanchen actually came to find her.

He didn't call to confirm or send a message to ask, just because he felt that the person was her, and he felt that she needed someone to be with her at that moment, so he came.

Song Shiwei held the cup and pursed her lips, hiding the complicated emotions in her eyes.

Regardless of whether he was decisive or reckless, the final result last night was that he appeared in time when she needed help the most. This will always be an indisputable objective fact.

When he took her place at the table and negotiated calmly with the other party, for a moment, she was very greedy for the sense of security he had in front of her.

It was like a ship that had been drifting alone for a long time was finally able to dock temporarily. She also wanted to stop, but she didn't dare to stop because she was afraid that she would still have to walk the long road alone in the future.

They didn't see each other again after that day.

Ji Yanchen did not come to see her again, but he would share daily life with her every day, sometimes it was a photo of the scenery on the roadside, sometimes it was a very cold joke.

Even if she didn't reply to him, she would still send her messages at her own pace. The frequency would not be too disturbing, and the intervals would not be too long.

After many times, Song Shiwei could vaguely guess from the time of his message whether he was in the unit or on a mission. They reached a delicate tacit understanding and balance in this one-way communication, and no one broke it.

At the same time, Song Shiwei noticed that Xu Lin's attitude towards her was obviously more caring than before after the dinner party that night. He brought her drinks and fruits every now and then, and even invited her out to watch movies on weekends.Song Shiwei originally didn't want to go, but Ji Yanchen didn't send any messages for two days starting from Friday, which made her feel a little uneasy after work.She deliberately distanced herself from this feeling and agreed to Xu Lin's invitation.

But when she entered the theater and saw couples in the front and back rows, she began to regret it again.

She secretly cursed herself for why she always had to compete with herself. The more she did things she didn't want to do for him, wouldn't it mean that she cared about him?

Song Shiwei held her cheek and felt depressed. The people around her noticed her absence and turned their heads to the side and asked quietly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She came back to her senses and put down her arms: "...No, I was distracted."

Xu Lin smiled a little embarrassedly: "It seems that I didn't choose the movie well."

Song Shiwei curled her lips casually, and it was difficult to comment on his words, because she had not paid attention to the plot at all since she came in.

During the second half, Xu Lin proposed to leave early, and Song Shiwei was indeed not in the mood to watch the movie, so she nodded silently.

After the two came out of the cinema, they had a simple dinner downstairs in the mall. Out of guilt, Song Shiwei took the initiative to pay for it.

After the meal, Xu Lin drove her home. She stood on the roadside and said goodbye to him politely. After the car drove away, she relaxed and turned around. She was startled by the figure that appeared in front of her.

Ji Yanchen stood less than two meters away from her, his uniform was a little wrinkled, he was holding a takeout bag, and his handsome face was full of grievance and resentment.

Song Shiwei was stared at by him and felt like she was being raped. She opened her lips and asked unnaturally: "...Why are you here?"

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of her.Through the light of the street lamp, she could clearly see the stubble on his chin and the bloodshot eyes.

He stretched out his hand and said in a tired and hoarse voice: "I just finished my mission and came back from the west of the city. There is a very popular shop over there. I want to bring it to you to try."

Song Shiwei lowered her eyes and looked at what he handed over, but did not take it: "I've had dinner."

Jealousy surged in the eyes of the person in front of him, but his voice remained calm and restrained: "Then you can have it as a midnight snack, or you can eat it tomorrow."

Song Shiwei raised her head and glanced at his face, suddenly wanting to laugh, but she turned her face away and pressed the corners of her lips to hold it back.

But this action obviously meant rejection in the eyes of the other party, but fortunately he was very clear-headed and was not qualified to have emotions. He was silent for a moment and whispered: "Just heat it in the microwave for 5 minutes on medium heat. If you like to eat it, next time I’ll buy it when you haven’t had dinner.”

Song Shiwei deliberately did not respond. His arms froze in the air for a long time, and finally fell down sadly. His face was gloomier than before, but he did not dare to be too gloomy in front of her.

It's like...a crazy jealous puppy but doesn't dare to get angry.

Song Shiwei didn't know why this metaphor came into her mind, and once she entered this setting, she suddenly felt a little pitiful about the puppy, and couldn't help but feel soft.

The person in front of her didn't know her mental activities, so she raised her head and said softly: "Then you should rest early, I'll go back first."

The midsummer evening breeze was warm and sticky. Song Shiwei looked at his back and secretly took a deep breath and called his name loudly: "Ji Yanchen."

He stopped and turned around, her face reflected in his dim black eyes, as bright as the moonlight.

She was still feeling awkward in her heart, but she acted calm and calm on the outside: "Would you like to eat together?"

Ji Yanchen was stunned for a moment in disbelief, until he saw the slight disgust on the corner of her lips and confirmed that he was not hallucinating. He hid the joy and excitement in his heart and calmly pretended to be a gentleman and refused: "It's so late, will I go to your house? Would it be inconvenient?"

Song Shiwei gave him a cold look and decided to take back her worthless pity.

"Of course it's not convenient. Go to the KFC opposite."

(End of this chapter)