Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

Was it the decoration that the little girl bought herself, or... did she have a boyfriend?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yichen felt as if his heart was being grasped by a pair of invisible big hands, and even breathing became labored.

The little flower that he had once cared for carefully, for whom is it blooming now?

"Are you going out with your boyfriend?"

Lin Wanyue looked up at him. In her past memories, she could feel that Zhou Yichen was a self-disciplined and polite person.

The little ambiguity that grew between the two during their adolescence was carefully hidden by him, for fear that it would be seen by someone with ulterior motives and affect the relationship between the two.

How could such a person ask such a question on the first meeting after many years?

This was a disrespectful act for Zhou Yichen.

Lin Wanyue sighed in her heart. If this was the case, she should not have any contact.

"Yes, I'm going to pick up my fiancé in a while."

The three words "fiancé" stabbed into Zhou Yichen's heart like a knife. How could he, as smart as he was, not hear what Lin Wanyue meant?

"The little girl has grown up and has a fiancé. Do you have time to have a meal together?"

Lin Wanyue smiled lightly, "There will be a chance."

Zhou Yichen knew that this was a rejection. In the adult world, if there is no clear promise, it is a rejection.

He wanted to say something, but when he touched the other party's calm eyes, all the words were blocked in his throat.

After a while, he smiled warmly, just like before, "Okay, then... leave a contact number?"

Lin Wanyue has always been straightforward about such things. Not leaving room for negotiation is the best respect for both parties.

It is also the best respect for that period of youth.

Lin Wanyue was about to refuse, but the hand with the ring was held by a big hand.

"Sorry, my fiancée doesn't leave contact information casually. If you have anything, you can contact me directly."

Song Jiajun finished speaking and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Yichen.

The two people's clasped hands were more dazzling than the sun. The ring on the man's hand was obviously the same as the little girl's.

He clearly saw the light in the little girl's eyes when she saw the man. The look of surprise and love could not be ignored.

Zhou Yichen felt very bitter, but he knew that he had no position now.

"Hello, I am Zhou Yichen, Wanyue's junior high school senior."

"Hello, Song Jiajun, Wanyue's fiancé."

The two men held hands, without the tension of rivals, nor the gunpowder smell spreading in novels.

Very calm.

The calm Lin Wanyue was a little flustered.

Why didn't this jealous guy react at all?

In fact, Song Jiajun was not jealous. Just one day when he didn't come to pick up the little girl from get out of class, someone wanted to steal his corner.

But he could see that the man in front of him was different from the people who wanted to pursue the little girl before.

They were all men, he could see the other's thoughts, and he could also see the other's forbearance after knowing that the little girl had a fiancé.

If the opponent did not come to destroy them, Song Jiajun could give a little respect, only a little.

Jealousy was boiling, and he couldn't give too much respect.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Song. Let's have dinner together when we have time. I should stay in China for a while."

"There will be a chance."

Zhou Yichen smiled and waved goodbye to Lin Wanyue, just like when he sent her home every time when he was in school.

He stood at the door of the corridor, and she stood on the stairs.

Zhou Yichen stood there for a long time, so long that his legs were numb.

If the phone hadn't rang suddenly, he didn't know how long he would stand like this.

"Achen, did you see the little girl you've been thinking about?"

"I saw her."

"How was it, did you two cry and reminisce about the past after a long separation?"

"She has a fiancé."

"I knew you must have... a fiancé?"

The voice on the other end paused for a moment, as if thinking about what to say to comfort his brother who had been in love for almost ten years.

"I think I really lost her."

Zhou Yichen's voice was choked, and the hand holding the phone was so hard that it turned white.

The early winter wind blew through his coat, and Zhou Yichen felt that the clothes on his body were not warm at all.

"Brother, there will always be changes in ten years. The love in youth is the most sincere and the most regrettable. Come back soon."

Zhou Yichen looked at the gradually bare tree trunks and thought of the little girl who smiled at him under the ginkgo tree that year.

That was not my little girl.

*

Lin Wanyue quietly looked at someone who pretended to work seriously beside him, and smiled in her heart.

What is he pretending? He has been in the car for almost ten minutes and he has not finished processing a document.

"Brother Jun, are you angry?”

“Why am I angry?”

Song Jiajun adjusted his sitting position, leaning to the side, and even adjusted the angle of the computer.

Lin Wanyue saw the page on the computer clearly.

Very good, a word document, with only three words in the whole document - Plan.

So after being in the car for such a long time, pretending to type, he only typed three words in the end, right?

Lin Wanyue suppressed the corners of her mouth that were raised, and felt that such a man was more lovely.

She tilted her head and glanced at the man, "You are not angry, then I feel relieved, I also want to tell you about Zhou Yichen, if you are not interested, forget it."

"You can talk if you want."

"I don't like to talk much, what else can you say if you are not angry. "

Lin Wanyue patted the man's shoulder, like a straight woman who couldn't understand her boyfriend's angry look.

Song Jiajun didn't say anything, but he typed with a lot more force.

The computer on the man's lap was shaken by the knock, and the force was so great that it seemed that every time he poked it, he wanted to poke a hole in the computer.

Lin Wanyue glanced at the computer interface with her peripheral vision, and it was hard to hold back her laughter.

This time he really typed, but what kind of childish speech was this big villain throughout the article?

Lin Wanyue suppressed her laughter, turned her head and looked at Song Jiajun seriously, "You still say you're not angry? You're scolding me on the computer."

Song Jiajun stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Lin Wanyue, "If I said I was angry, what would you do? And I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding him!"

"Then I'll coax you." Lin Wanyue said as a matter of course, "Who made you my fiancé. "

Song Jiajun looked at Lin Wanyue, "Then how are you going to coax me?"

Lin Wanyue leaned forward and kissed Song Jiajun on the face, "Is this okay?"

This time it was Song Jiajun who couldn't hold back his smile. He looked at Lin Wanyue and whispered, "Not enough."

Lin Wanyue smiled, and she leaned close to Song Jiajun again and kissed him gently on the lips.

This time, Song Jiajun didn't restrain himself anymore. He reached out and hugged Lin Wanyue, deepening the kiss.

The driver in front pulled up the barrier in a second and continued to drive calmly in front.