"Come on, didn't you say you were going to the night market in Yancheng? It's almost starting now."

Zhang Xing patted Guo Mingyang, who looked at the sky in a daze.

Then they took a taxi and headed for the night market.

Just when the taxi had just driven 20 meters, a shadow came out of nowhere. Fortunately, the speed of the taxi had not been raised. The driver reported that Xun min slammed the brake and stopped the car.

Because of inertia, the three people in the car, including the driver, leaned forward suddenly. Zhang Xing was unprepared because he was distracted. When his nose hit the back of the co pilot's chair, he burst into tears in an instant. He kept shouting whether he was bleeding? Whether he was bleeding?

The taxi driver's temper is obviously not very good. After sitting still, he untied his seat belt, pushed open the door and jumped out of the car. He was full of terrible anger. He shouted angrily at the figure who had just run in front of the car: "are you looking for death? Don't look at the car when crossing the road. Don't bother others."

Guo Mingyang, who was in the car, saw that the driver was full of hostility and sternly said accusations to the man who had just rushed to the front of the car. It seemed that the man should be fine, but he could not help worrying about that man. He was afraid that the taxi driver would do something to that man on impulse.

So he pushed Zhang Xing, who was still rubbing his nose, and said to him, "you get off and have a look. If there's nothing wrong, hurry the taxi driver. We're in a hurry."

Zhang Xing rubbed his nose and grumbled, then pushed the door to get off, stood by the door and shouted to the taxi driver who was still swearing in front of the car: "master, if you have nothing to do, please hurry. We're still in a hurry."

Hearing the urgent urging of the guests, the taxi driver quickly nodded with a smiling face. Zhang Xing glanced at the man sitting on the ground. She was a girl and looked very sad. There was no point to refute the ugly accusations of the taxi driver.

It seemed that he was frightened by the ferocity of the taxi driver, so he couldn't bear to urge the driver again.

The driver turned to get on the bus, bypassed the girl who was still sitting on the ground and drove forward.

Just as the car passed the girl, the girl was staggering to get up from the ground.

Guo Mingyang inadvertently glanced at the girl. When the car flashed past and the girl's face flashed in front of him, Guo Mingyang's heart suddenly jumped and his breathing tightened. He quickly turned and looked at the back of the car. Because the turning action was too sudden and too big, his arm met Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

Guo Mingyang heard his question there. He didn't look back at the figure who turned to leave. He shouted to the driver, "stop, stop."

Zhang Xing looked at Guo Mingyang, who was out of control. He was even more confused. "What's the matter?" the taxi driver also didn't understand what happened to the passengers. However, adhering to the principle that the customer is the parent of food and clothing, he was good tempered and stopped the car on the ground not far from the front where parking is allowed.

As soon as the car stopped, Guo Mingyang couldn't wait to open the door, jump out of the car and run towards the place where the accident had just happened.

When he ran over, the girl who had just walked across the street was walking towards another street. Looking at her footsteps, it seemed a little messy.

When Guo Mingyang saw the back, he was so similar to the people in his memory. His heart beat violently.

It seems that the girl's back is really like Yinian. At a quick glance just now, he saw her side face and felt like Yinian, although he knew it was very likely that he was just a person who looked very similar to Yinian.

But he still couldn't help but want to catch up. In recent years, he always intentionally or unintentionally looked for the shadow of Yinian in the crowd, saying that there are many similar people in the world, but when you deliberately look for them, you find that there are no similar faces around you.

But just now he found it. Although it was just a glance, it gave him the illusion of seeing Yinian's rebirth.

Especially the back, even if it looks similar, but the back is also so similar, it is really rare.

Zhang Xing hurriedly paid for the taxi, and then chased Guo Mingyang out of the car.

When he ran after him, Guo Mingyang had chased the girl similar to Yinian across the road and continued to chase across the street.

Zhang Xing also chased after him suspiciously. He said he didn't understand Guo Mingyang's sudden behavior out of control.

But catch up with him first.

Because there were many people at the front door of the hotel, Yinian ran out of the back door. Just now, she was caught off guard and met Shen Zhijiao in the presidential suite, so that she didn't have any psychological preparation. Thousands of complex emotions flashed in a moment, and finally turned into deep sadness and disappointment under his strange eyes.

She didn't know what happened to him later, only that they thought that after she died, they all moved to England.

From then on, they are not only separated by life and death, but also separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. If it was not for the tease of fate, I'm afraid they would not be able to see each other in this life.

But it happened that fate was so impermanent. They met again, and he seemed to have forgotten her. Was it amnesia?

Suddenly thinking of this, Yinian suddenly stopped, surrounded by the endless crowd, the bustle of the city, suddenly became static at this moment, and Yinian was just immersed in her own thoughts.

Only amnesia, completely forget her, so I will look at her with such strange eyes, even without fluctuation.

In the end, because of what he would forget her, his already flawed heart suddenly tore a hole and blood. He forgot her. No matter what the reason, he forgot her. What a cruel and realistic problem.

Yi Nian bitterly reminded the corners of her lips. Yes, she's' dead '. He forgot her. This may be the best ending for him and the best ending for her.

Now that this is the case, what is she still expecting and expecting? As early as five years ago, she had lost the qualification of extravagance and expectation, didn't she?

Although she is still alive, she is worse than dead, because her heart is dead. She is just a walking corpse named Anxia.

Yi Nian silently recites the name of Anxia in her heart. From now on, she will completely forget the name of Yi Nian. She is Anxia, not Yi Nian. Anxia, her name is Anxia

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