love out of time

Chapter 137

As the end of the year approaches, the company spontaneously set off an upsurge of year-end cleaning.Liu Yuan was also infected, so he stayed in the office after work to help Liang Jingxing sort out the files.

Letters, contracts, official documents... Liu Yuan sorted and sorted them one by one.

Liang Jingxing was also sorting out emails, and asked Liu Yuan, "Have you set your wedding date yet?"

Liu Yuan threw the discarded documents into a special corrugated box, "It's fixed, March NO.18."

Liang Jingxing was a little dazed, and he didn't realize until this time that it was nearly a year before he knew it.Jiang Ci will be 32 in January, and he will be [-] in March.

Liu Yuan didn't notice it at all, and kept moving his hands, and continued to talk about the details of the wedding, the wedding dress, ring, invitation style, etc., "...When I get married, I will pool money with my brother and give it to me in the county. Parents bought a bigger house, and the medical conditions in the county are good..." Liu Yuan paused, picked up an unopened express package lying in a cardboard box, "Brother Liang, do you still want this?"

Liang Jingxing returned to his senses and glanced at his hand, "What?"

Liu Yuan flipped through the courier slip on the back, "Well... Let me see, Chaoyang District of the Imperial Capital...Jiang..." Liu Yuan's eyes widened, his voice changed with excitement, "...Ms. Jiang sent it!"

As soon as the words finished, Liang Jingxing jumped up from the chair, snatched the express from his hand, and opened it several times.

However, there is nothing else in it except a piece of sketch paper.

Liang Jingxing took a deep breath and unfolded the sketch paper.A peach blossom, with two lines of poems written beside it: "Your eyes are full of beauty, can you agree with me?" A word "ci" was scrawled in the corner, and the date was... March [-]th of the year before last.

Liu Yuan stared at Liang Jingxing, but saw that the look of surprise on his face gradually disappeared, and only a gloomy look remained between his brows, so he couldn't help asking, "Brother Liang, what did Miss Jiang say?"

Liang Jingxing pressed the center of his eyebrows, turned the painting upside down on the table, and said hoarsely, "It's from the year before last."

At that time, she put a ruby ​​earring into his palm and said with a smile: "If you don't like this gift, there will be another one in a few days."

However, after he returned to Chongcheng, the documents piled up like a mountain, and Liu Yuan had to sort out the business letter and the express mail that had been sent out. By accident, he finally missed this one.

She was far braver than him, she had thrown a heart of ice into the jade pot long ago, and asked him earnestly, "Do you have the same heart?"

Or earlier, as early as that night when they were sitting on the dilapidated bench, she asked him if he knew that there used to be a kind of tobacco in Yunnan called "Camellia".

"I'll go out for a while." Liang Jingxing picked up the coat and keys at the side, and walked out of the office quickly.

The car stopped at Xiawangdong Road, Liang Jingxing put on his coat, put his hands in his pockets, and walked to Jiang Ci's house stepping on the dead branches and leaves.When Jiang Ci left without leaving the key, Liang Jingxing was afraid that he would not be able to get in later, so he simply changed the lock.But after changing the lock, he never went there once.

The inside was intact, even his suit and some of Jiang Ci's clothes were still hanging in front of the window, which had dried long ago and had accumulated a layer of dust.

In winter, it gets dark early, and the room is dark and gloomy, with a dusty smell that has been uninhabited for a long time.Liang Jingxing turned on the light and sat down on the bed.Half of the curtain that he tore off collapsed on the bed board, accumulating a layer of fluffy dust.Liang Jingxing glanced at it, stood up, picked up the curtain and shook it, hung it back for her as it was, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

There was still unused shampoo and shower gel on the sink, and when the tap was turned on, there was a smell of rust, and it took a while for the water to clear.

After Liang Jingxing washed his hands, he threw a rag, rolled up his sleeves, and went back to the bedroom to clean up the dust on the desk and shelf.

He opened the drawer, and there were some erasers, hair ties, brooches, postcards and other things in it, all of which were little things that girls loved to collect.

Deep in the drawer, he found a photo album.

Liang Jingxing suddenly realized that he didn't have a photo of Jiang Ci.

Breathing stagnation, heart ache.

He sat down and opened the photo album.

(End of this chapter)