What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

The tie is very tight.

Qiao Yu unnaturally tried to loosen the strap around his neck, but he couldn't find the way, so he couldn't breathe, so he had to give it up.

Now it is less than an hour before the banquet starts. I don't know why, she feels very nervous.

There may also be a problem with this dress-because? Parents think? Wearing skirts will make the child cold, so? Are they two? Unanimously decided to choose a dress with more fabrics this time, Qiao Yu? Did he refuse? Kwon, was stuffed in? In a rigorous white suit, none of the accessories that should be there? Falling down, the makeup artist's sister tried to put on gold glasses for her, but was turned down by Qiao Yu, who didn't understand her intentions at all. ?.

Wearing unfamiliar clothes always makes people feel at a loss, especially still in this familiar place, it will inevitably make Qiao Yu feel palpitation.

This is the hotel where she had her birthday before. She is now sitting in the same position by the door, honestly waiting for the guests.

It's been almost three years since that day. Looking back, most of the memories are a little fuzzy, but only one person's figure shines in the memory.

Qiao Yu cast his gaze to the door, with gentleness and nostalgia in his eyes.

She remembered? That day, walked from here? In? Her moon.

But the moon won't come here today. What she has to wait for is someone who can help her pick the moon?.

As time passed, guests gradually came, Qiao Yu politely smiled and greeted one by one, quietly stretched his neck, looked back, and soon heard a loud noise coming from outside the door. , Qiao Yu's heart jumped, and he looked out the door suddenly, and the figure slowly approached.

Okay? Guy, Cong Ye is coming with gold glasses.

After not seeing him for two years, his appearance has become more handsome? Has faded? Some of the childishness of high school is exuding a cold and hard aura of "being a stranger? Don't come close--how do you say, it looks like Qiao Yuhe? The feeling he felt when he first met, this person? There is really no progress in this regard.

Also? I don’t know why he is dressed so exquisitely. I feel like he’s getting enough? Energetic to hit the place... Now it’s not the time to bury him, finally? I saw him? Familiar friend?, Qiao Yuxin? Zhong sighed with emotion, and eagerly? Planning to come forward?

But when I think about it, I think about the chat history with Cong Ye on the mobile phone. Qiao Yu feels that he is okay? It seems that he doesn't want to talk to her very much.

But before? Did you hear the system say that you should be? Can you restore your memory by talking in person? After all, this memory operation of returning from exile? No one knows the method, but there is still a value to try. Despite some helplessness, Qiao Yu still corrected her mentality, didn't she wait for a long time, and took two glasses of non-alcoholic beverages seemingly inadvertently? Walked to the side of Cong Ye, who was leaning against the wall and looking cold.

"...Drink?"

I’ve never done anything like this before. Qiao Yu handed over the wine glass dryly. It was just the most common gesture of goodwill. Qiao Yu felt the other person’s body was obviously shaken, and his eyes pierced to her. .

"Humph!"

Then he waved his sleeves off aggressively, and left at a pace that the six relatives did not recognize.

"..."

Qiao Yu's hand stopped in the air, staring at his back, always feeling that Cong Ye would react differently from what she had imagined.

"It doesn't look like you don't know me...?"

Or is it that this person? To strangers? Is that so crazy and cool? She was guilty of? Whispering, she heard a clear exclamation from Zakon, quite familiar: "Joy!"

Before Qiao Yu could react, she was rushed in front of her by a short girl who grabbed her suit and started crying. She could only helplessly lift up two wine glasses. His hand, and the people around him who were attracted by the movement looked at each other, showing awkward and polite smiles.

"...Wait, wait and cry again, are you...?"

As soon as she said this, the girl stopped crying and raised her head angrily.

"You? This person? How is this! I don't remember after two years? Me? Are you thinking about me? You?!"

"Eh, eh? Worrying about me?"

Qiao was helpless? Blinked? A few eyes, only lately? I recognized this from the angry look of the other party? Is this an old acquaintance?

"Song Wanwan you?...Remember? Me?"

"...? Of course? Remember?! Is it you? You have forgotten me? I thought I was the same as you!"

The eldest lady rushed into the crown, and she crossed her waist and began to scold Qiao Yu.

"You? Suddenly stopped coming to school at that time? No contact? I couldn't get in touch. I didn't know you until I received the banquet invitation? So I was sick?... You? Why? Tell me soon! Didn't I? Can I go see you?! You? This person? Really!"

"Is this...?"

Even if she was so outraged by what she said, but Qiao Yu herself? He really didn't know what she said.

Qiao Yu could hear it? In the clouds and mist, while the young lady was chattering and getting angry, he hurriedly held a meeting with the system? In-brain meeting: "What's the matter? Song Wanwan does not remember this? Me!"

"It looks like this, right? Wrong... It seems that the world is still barely rounding off the host's exile? It looks like."

The system is also very confused, and the voice is full of confusion.

"...Listen to what she meant?, I guess her memory of the host should have been restored when the host came back from exile? Most of..."

"Is the world's handling of me too rough? Ah..."

Although I don’t know if this is the result of a "god" behind the scenes, but Qiao Yu always feels? Like a newcomer in a rush? The employees are so overwhelmed, maybe they are still wailing? Didn't I hear that he was exiled? Come back.

No, it's good to think of her, but what's the matter with Cong Ye?

Qiao Yu recovered from the meeting in her head, and saw that the lady was still passionately reprimanding herself for not contacting her for so long. It seemed that she hadn't been in touch for a while? Did you mean to stop? She was thinking about it? I had to calm down Song Wanwan first, but was suddenly pierced by a gaze from the opposite side.

Hey, co-author? Cong Ye didn't go too far, just changed the wall and leaned against her, staring at her viciously, looking very vicious.

Inexplicably, Qiao Yu tried to make eye contact with him, but the other party made a very obvious tsk, and walked over in a stride, and intervened between the two of them.

"Excuse me, Song Wanwan, Qiao Yu has something to do with me, I will accompany her there first—"

He raised his hand and pointed randomly in the air, and finally pointed out the window with certainty: "——Go over there and talk."

Didn't it give Qiao Yu a chance to refuse, and Cong Ye could not help but cut off? Qiao Yu, the two went out the door one after the other, and stood still in the atrium.

Cong Ye circled his arms deeply, and slowly took a breath. Just as he was about to open his mouth, his eyes were attracted. He looked strangely and pointed to Qiao Yu's hand and asked: "...You? Still holding? What are these two glasses for?"

"No, you? Just now? Didn't you? Give me a chance to let me put it down."

Qiao Yu, who had been stunned by the opponent's gaze, cried out for herself, and drew a puff from Ye's face, snatching a cup and drank it in angrily.

"Joe met you? Don't think you can turn this story over by bringing me a drink!"

After drinking, he began to yell, Qiao Yu looked at his angry face, suddenly felt that he was kind, and couldn't help smiling.

"Are you? Good? Mean? Laugh!!"

"Why..."

Shocked by his sudden increase in volume, Qiao Yu Busily put another cup on the stone table next to him, freeing up his hand to face the restored Cong Ye.

"How long have you been? Have you contacted us? You should be a little bit counting in your own heart!"

"..."

……She didn't want this kind of thing to happen, but now Qiao Yuhao? I seem to understand a little bit? This person? OK? It seems that I came to Xingshi to inquire.

"No, did I add it before? You? WeChat wants to contact you? Come on?—"

"Then I haven't yet? Say you? What! You? Lost our contact information? Just forget? You? See you for yourself? What did I say this time!"

Cong Ye pulled out his mobile phone excitedly, and the thin chains hanging from his glasses were shaking in anger, raising his hand and slamming their chat interface in front of Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu silently took the phone and looked down.

Joe Yu: hi

Cong Ye:? ? ?

Qiao Yu: How have you been recently?

Then there is no more? There is a following?, Qiao Yu thinks that these three lines are okay? What's the problem, dazed? Raising his head, he asked an angry Cong Ye: "...What's wrong with this?? Isn't it you? Don't you answer me first?"

"I haven't contacted you for two years? At the beginning, what is hi?" Cong Ye thought? This person? It was unreasonable. He took back the phone, aggressively? Pointing to the third message, "And you? It looks like this. It's simply the kind of old classmate who plans to come back to borrow money for many years!"

"..."

No, I was not afraid of you at that time? Don’t you remember? I’m too arrogant and I will be disliked—Qiao Yu can’t say that, so I can only admit that I am wrong? Shut up, sincerely? Look at? Cong Ye, the other party But? I didn't eat this set at all, and turned up another old account.

"Also, you? This person?—"

He said? Subconsciously lowered? The voice, gnashing his teeth mixed in? The emotion of hating iron but not steel: "--You? Why don't you even contact Lin Qing...!"

Qiao Yu's heart jumped sharply, feeling dizzy as the tide came up.

This was the first time she heard Lin Qing's name since she came back. She was silent? Her heart for so long? It was almost frantically beating.

They existed before the knowledge of the same world, and they became clearer than ever before. Couldn't it happen to Joe? He didn't take a deep breath to smooth the sudden turbulence of his mind.

"...I'm sorry, I don't want to make any more excuses... But I am really heart? I have more than I can."

Qiao Yu seriously? Lowered his head, then raised it after a moment.

"What happened in the past two years? Can you tell me what?"

So in the next ten minutes, Qiao Yu was humbly listening. Angrily, Cong Ye accused her of suddenly appearing without a word for two years and resembling a stranger? Annoying? Annoying? , Among them, she nodded sincerely to show that she had realized her own mistakes. This made her feel offended and pretended to be unfamiliar a little bit from the young master.

It sounds like in Cong Ye's memory, Qiao Yu is very self-conscious about disappearing and appearing? Han-almost what it means?. That's why I was quite critical of her, okay? There is still an excuse that Qiao Yu is sick now, which can be used as a legitimate reason to fool it.

"I will speak first."

Although the anger on his face still remained, his tone was almost restored to the state he used to be when the two were getting along, Cong Ye frowned and said.

"You? Didn't you invite Lin Qing to come this time? I think? You? might be unlucky."

"……Etc., etc."

Qiao Yu was all sweaty all of a sudden?

"I didn't mean it, I don't know, what a bad luck?"

……The matter is now to be entangled with "Should you think that they are all amnesia? How could she not be called Lin Qing" this matter is gone? What's the point? The current situation is whether she has a banquet? Has Lin invited Lin? Qing, and listened to Ye's meaning? Does Lin Qing already know?.

"Is this exposed? Can't blame me! My mother said it at the dinner table after receiving the invitation! As a result, everyone heard it?!"

"...Huh? Are you eating together at that time?"

"Yeah, because my mom and Aunt Lin have already—ah."

Cong Ye suddenly showed a terrible expression and covered his mouth, nervously talking nonsense? He wanted to take the matter over, but the person in front of him was actually the first person in the juniors who knew about it, Joe Yu Zai Xin? He secretly sighed that he was really ill-fed, why didn't he? After this point, I nodded in annoyance? Nodded.

Thinking that he had successfully fooled things through? Cong Ye let out a sigh of relief, then frowned worriedly, and said to Qiao Yu euphemistically.

"...How should I put it, Lin Qing didn't react much when she was?"

"But I think? Right, the atmosphere is much more terrifying than her making a big noise on the spot."

Recalling what happened that day, Cong Ye felt a chill in his back.

At that time, someone who doesn’t look at the atmosphere? Da Lala said at the dinner table? Qiao Yu invited him to a banquet, and then he sighed? For a long time, the child from Lao Qiao’s family finally recovered from illness? How? It's not easy. Cong Ye has been waiting? For a long time? Didn't it? Wait till she said Lin Qing? Go together, couldn't help but ask:'Just called? Me? ’

'Yes. ’

The woman nodded for granted, shakes Ye's hand, and snapped off the chopsticks.

He can't hear his mother's scolding of him for "such an adult?? Still can't hold the chopsticks"?, full of heart? Are all roaring? Joe met you? What are you doing, scalp? Never start talking about this topic anymore? Didn't it? Lin Qing, who had moved his chopsticks, looked at it.

‘...Joe Yu? ’

Cong Ye had never seen Lin Qing look like this.

Her black eyes were intertwined with complex and abundant emotions, her complexion was dazed, and her voice was soft as if she was talking to herself.

‘Are you talking about...Joy? ’

The two words of the first name were read lowly by her, as if she was doing a religious chant.

Cong Ye suddenly couldn't bear to look at her, he knew that Lin Qing like this belonged to someone—the guy who made her show this expression.

Really! These two people? Too much? Worrying? Right? This time it was Qiao Yu's fault!

‘Yes, yeah, maybe that guy just woke up and his brain is not clear... Let’s go to her banquet together? I’m going to ask Qiao Yu now—’

‘Are you in touch with her? ’

Didn’t he? I was interrupted by Lin Qing when he finished speaking? From Ye, he knew that he was wrong. He could almost hear the speed of the motor in his head. Away from his eyes, he could do nothing for Qiao Yu. Rounding off: "...also? No? Yes. ’

But these words were obviously not believed. Lin Qingqingxiu's expression was blank for a moment, and was quickly cleaned up. She stood up lightly, and the words uttered in her mouth were not warm.

‘Since no? You called me, what shall I do? ’

After speaking, she left the dinner table, and Cong Ye hadn't been able to reach an effective communication with her until this banquet.

He thought, sighed, sighed, and patted Qiao Yu's shoulder bitterly, his hand hurt by the other's thin shoulder.

Cong Ye has the heart to think about his friends who he hasn't seen for a long time. Some places are not the same as in memory, but more is a sense of familiarity that gradually rises from the bottom of his heart. Cong Ye's nose is sour inexplicably, and he whispers loudly.

"Qiao met you? Why do you become so thin!"

"Um... probably because of illness."

"You? Are you sick? What's the disease? Why don't you tell us?" He said? Suddenly got stuck? Husk, annoyed? Touched? Touched the back of his head, "...I don't know why, I was before? Ok? Doesn't it look like? Thinking of you? Comes... You? How is this disease now? Really all right? Is it all right?"

"It's all right? It's." Qiao Yu smiled bitterly? Waved his hand, "No? Come to visit me or something... It doesn't matter? It's all my problem."

"Compared to this..."

As she said, she took her phone out of her pocket and approached Cong Ye.

"...Should Lin Qing give me a good friend first, I'm in a hurry? Go to bear Jing and plead."