Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 122 Yan Rui's Extra Story: Our Friendship Is Above Love (1)
These years, I have been afraid to think of Xia Tong, and my family members do not allow me to think of her. In the month after her death, I suffered a serious illness because of too much sadness. When I think of her, my heart hurts, it is really angina.

After that, I went to study in the UK and played heartlessly for four years, during which time I heard news of the Qu family one after another.Brother Ning Yuan fell off when he was climbing a snow mountain in Switzerland last year. Some said he was dead, others said he was missing. His mother couldn't bear the blow and died of illness within a week.In less than a month, the Qu family had a new Shaodong——Qu Weiran.

I vaguely felt that this matter was a bit strange, but I didn't want to pursue it further. I seemed to be infected by Xia Tong, and adopted a policy of covering up those bad things Qu Weiran did.Of course, my kindness to Qu Weiran is no match for one ten-millionth of Xia Tong's. That child, even if he is facing the shadows, must leave a piece of sunshine to that boy; while shivering from the cold, he hopes to warm him .

What an idiot kid.

Xia Tong, how long has it been since I thought of you so hard?

The plane landed at Beijing International Airport, and I have to transfer back to S City from here.I walked out of the ticket gate with my luggage alone, and rested in the restaurant in the airport waiting room. The ten-hour flight made my body a little stiff.I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, did a few stretching exercises, twisted my neck, felt more comfortable, turned around and sat back on the single sofa, ordered a cup of milk tea, put on headphones, closed my eyes, and quietly basked in the winter sun. sun.

Suddenly the earphones were ripped off, I opened my eyes, and looked back with some displeasure. A handsome man looked at me gracefully and smiled cordially.I was stunned, the sharp, indifferent young man full of hatred in my trance memory suddenly rushed out and merged with his face.He has changed, his edges and corners have been worn away, he has become smoother, he has become less sharp, he has lost his youthful innocence, and he has become more charming, exuding an aura that is fatally attractive to women.

He sat down across from me like an old friend, looked at me and whispered, "What a coincidence."

I nodded, looked away, looked at the bright world outside the window, and said softly, "Yes."

"How are you doing?" he asked.

"Not bad, how about you?"

"Yeah." He suddenly looked at me with a mysterious smile, "It's good, I'm doing well."

I looked at his smiling face and felt a little annoyed. Why does he live so happily?Why can you still laugh?Why?Had he forgotten... had forgotten that poor silly girl?
I clenched my fists, forced myself to turn my head, gritted my teeth and said, "Really, that's good, let's go first!"

I really don't want to stay with him for a second!Not for a second!
I stood up and pulled up the suitcase and wanted to leave, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist!Tightly!I turned back and stared at him angrily: "What are you doing!"

"Can you chat with me for a while longer?" He looked up at me, with a hint of pleading in his voice, "I don't know who else I can talk to... who else can talk about her."

As soon as I heard this, my nose suddenly became sour, and tears gathered in my eyes instantly.I put down my luggage and sat down stiffly.

He slowly let go of my hand, lowered his head, and after a long time, he asked me softly: "Do you miss her? Do you miss her very much?"

I looked at him and heard him say seriously: "I miss her very much, even now I still miss her very much, I really want to talk to her again, listen to her voice again, think of her appearance, Think of her expression when she speaks..."

"Stop talking!" I interrupted him loudly.I can't think of her... I can't... I pressed hard on my chest that was starting to hurt again, tears fell instantly, "Stop talking... so what if I miss her? We can never see her again. It is impossible to hear her voice, impossible again! Impossible!"

He stared at me blankly, and slowly lowered his eyes in disappointment...

"I'm sorry." I understand what he wants to say, I understand his painful longing, but... I don't want to listen anymore, although... Although I am the same as him, there is no one else who can talk about Xia Tong except him people.

It's just, just... I really don't want to think about her anymore, I promised my father that I will be strong, forget, and live again...

I'm sorry I can't miss her with you.

I stood up again, pulled up the suitcase, turned and walked forward...

"I met her."

I stopped and didn't turn around.

His voice came from behind: "I met her again, my Xia Tong, she is back..."

I turned around in amazement, and the man behind me looked at me, smiling slightly, with a gleam of light in his eyes, like a morning star in the dark night, so bright, so full of hope...

"What do you mean?"

He still looked at me with a smile, a little mysterious, and even carefully took out a photo from his pocket and pushed it to me from the transparent glass table.

I walked over, picked up the photo indifferently, and felt cold all over my body. The girl in the photo was only eighteen or nineteen years old, standing on the edge of the blue Lijiang, holding her long hair blown by the wind, looking at camera, smiling softly.

Looking at the photo, I looked up in shock and asked, "Who is she?"

"Shu Yawang." He smiled, and said her name word by word, then tilted his head, looked at her and asked, "Isn't it a nice name?"

That was the first time I heard this girl's name, and the owner of that name had a face almost the same as Xia Tong's.

"Hmm." I responded in a low voice, and looked at the photo again, "How did you get this photo?"

"I stole it." Qu Weiran put away the photo and added with an innocent smile, "She is my comrade-in-arms' girlfriend."

I froze for a moment, watching him take the photo away, lowered his head, and carefully put it back in his pocket. His beautiful peach eyes were covered by thick lenses, and no emotion could be seen.

That day, we didn't talk any more. I thought that this chance meeting would just pass away, and I would never have any contact with people like Qu Weiran and Shu Yawang.But who knew that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, my father said that he was going to his old boss's house to pay New Year's greetings, but I miraculously asked to go with him, just because, just because Qu Weiran told me that the one who looked like Xia Tong's girl also lived in the compound of the S City Military Region.I thought, I thought cautiously, maybe...

Maybe, I will meet her.

(End of this chapter)