Chapter 11 First Love
The towering CBD office building is magnificent, with blue-gray glass curtain walls reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the afternoon, full of a sense of technology.
After lunch, Han looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he did not go back to the office immediately. Instead, he walked along the green space of the Civic Square near the office building. The weather was sunny and warm, the sun was warm, the grass was green, and there were some new green spots on the branches of the trees, and the spring was in full swing.
After attending a customer analysis meeting for the entire morning, Han felt dizzy. But after taking a walk and feeling the fresh breeze on his face, he suddenly felt clear-headed.
As expected, the 20-minute park effect mentioned on the Internet is true.
No wonder Fang Jiayan always advised her that even if you have to hurry on your journey, you can't miss the scenery along the way, because the best things are free.
She casually took her cell phone and wandered around aimlessly for a while, and saw that a nearby milk tea shop was having a promotion. The young lady clerk was wearing a light yellow spring outfit and a cartoon hat, and was jumping around to the cheerful music.
Han was attracted by their happy smiles, so she queued up and bought a cup of pearl milk tea, drinking it slowly. She found a bench and sat down. The sweet drink was really healing. Her mood gradually relaxed, and she slowly closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun dancing on her eyelids.
The spring breeze was warm and the flowers were fragrant. Before she knew it, she was already feeling drowsy.
"Han Que, are you Han Que?" It seemed like someone was calling her name softly.
She thought she was dreaming, and murmured a yes without opening her eyes.
"Han Que, it's me." The voice continued to call her, and this time gently pushed her shoulder. A familiar breath slowly enveloped her.
Han frowned and reluctantly opened her eyes. In the dim light, she saw a man standing in front of her, leaning slightly forward and staring at her.
"Han Que..." The man smiled slightly when he saw her open her eyes, then stood up straight and sighed, "It really is you."
Han was startled awake at this moment. She stared at the other person's face for five seconds, rubbed her eyes, and then she came to her senses. When she saw the person clearly, she frowned and her expression suddenly changed.
It's Jiangjin.
Jiang Jin, whom I haven't seen for many years.
Her white moonlight.
"How can you fall asleep while sitting on the street?" Jiang Jin looked at her with a smile.
Han didn't say anything, but looked at him quietly. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and he was elegant and sophisticated, like an elite.
Han hummed in his heart, thought about it, and suddenly understood.
Zhou Wenwen was hesitant and stammering during the seven or eight phone calls last night.
It turned out that she knew Jiang Jin was back.
"It's me, Han Que. I hope I didn't scare you." Jiang Jin smiled, his tone still as gentle and firm as usual, and there was a bit more complacent confidence between his brows.
It seems like you're having a good time.
"So it's you." Han glanced at him sideways and stretched lazily, "You really scared me a little."
"Really?" Jiang Jin was stunned. He looked at Han Que with some disbelief, as if he was not satisfied with her reaction.
"Yeah. You woke me up from a sweet dream." Han yawned and rubbed his cheeks, as if he had just woken up. He grumbled, "I finally managed to catch up on some sleep, but you woke me up. Ugh."
Jiang Jin: “…”
His determined eyes wandered, and he seemed a little at a loss.
Han hummed in her heart again. She casually smoothed the hair on her forehead, lowered her head and bit the straw in the milk tea cup, then took a few sips slowly and leisurely, looking relaxed and calm.
"Oh, sorry to bother you." Jiang Jin pointed to the glass curtain wall building shining in the sun not far away, "I work in this building now. I came out for lunch at noon and saw a familiar back figure from a distance, so I wanted to go up and see what was going on. I didn't expect it was really you..." He pursed his lips and smiled, sighing.
"You are really just like when you were a kid. You can even fall asleep while sitting on the street. You are still so careless." Jiang Jin scolded gently.
Han looked at him, said nothing, lowered his head and smiled faintly.
It's not that she hadn't thought about meeting Jiang Jin. During the most difficult six months, when she couldn't sleep at night, she would think about what it would be like if she met Jiang Jin again.
She thought about leaning on his shoulder and crying, but more often she would imagine how full of energy and glory she would be by then, making Jiang Jin regret it.
But now, Jiang Jin is full of vigor and vigor, and she herself is still as ordinary as before, not even as young and beautiful as before.
"How are you now? Is Aunt Liu okay?" Jiang Jin asked her after expressing his feelings.
Han avoided Jiang Jin's inquiring gaze, but bit his lips lightly, smiling, and remained silent.
Jiang Jin looked at her for a while, his eyes darkening.
Han did it on purpose, because he knew that Jiang Jin could not resist his half-bitten lip, hesitant expression, and affectionate expression.
As expected, Jiang Jin stared at her intently for a long time, his Adam's apple moving slightly. After a while, he said in a low voice: "Han Que, I haven't seen you for more than three years. You seem to have grown up a lot. You are more... beautiful than before."
"Really?" Han raised his hand and touched his cheek. "Maybe I'm getting old. Besides, didn't you always say I was a little snotty and ugly? How could I be considered pretty?"
Jiang Jin was stunned for a moment, slightly embarrassed. He recalled the days when he lived at his grandmother's house as a student and often quarreled with Han Que. He laughed again: "Hey, that was just a joke I told you when we were little. How could you take it seriously?"
Han raised his bright eyes, looked at him deeply, smiled sarcastically, and said meaningfully, "Really? I took everything Jiang Jin said seriously."
As expected, as soon as these words came out, Jiang Jin's arrogant mask cracked slightly. His expression froze, and he looked down at his toes. He forced a smile and whispered, "Han Que, at that time we were all young, naive and innocent."
"Yeah, you're young and don't know much." Han nodded in agreement, tilted his head back to drink up the milk tea, raised his hand and threw the paper cup into the trash can next to him. His movements were neat, smooth, and handsome.
Jiang Jin followed her with his eyes, the smile on his lips a little bitter.
Han clapped his hands, stood up, put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, stood on tiptoe, and swayed his body absentmindedly.
After thinking for a while, she looked up and said to Jiang Jin, "Yes, when I was a child, I always had simple ideas and fantasized about a bright future. Now I know that it wasn't naive, but stupid and ridiculous. But people are always stupid and ridiculous at times. Brother Jiang Jin, don't you agree?"
Jiang Jin was stunned and didn't answer.
Han didn't wait for his answer. She smiled and shook her phone at him, "I have to go to work. I have a meeting in the afternoon and can't be late. That's it for now. We can talk again when we have time. Brother Jiang Jin, goodbye." After that, she walked away from him.
Jiang Jin stood there in a daze for a long time, then turned around and watched Han Que's graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance.
She walked gracefully in the sunshine, her black curly hair fluttering in the wind, her steps light, as if she had long left behind the past.
After looking for a long time, he looked away, his brows furrowed.
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