Chapter 92 The person two years ago was you

No matter how you listen to it, it's not pleasant.

What a strange person.

If someone comes to the mountain to watch meteors, he or she won’t bring any equipment to take pictures or anything.

After a moment's silence, Chu Shuang finally replied to him.

"Just enjoying the night breeze."

Then the two of them stopped talking.

She stood there for a long time, and the man stood there for a long time as well. When they decided to turn back, he was still standing there.

After taking a look at his slender back, Chu Shuang walked away.

On the way back, we had to pass through a dense forest. In summer, the branches and leaves were lush, the paths were overgrown with grass and shrubs, and the deep road seemed to have no end in sight. It took some courage to walk at night.

She walked calmly for a while with her lips pursed, and suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She turned around quietly and saw a man following her slowly about ten meters away.

He didn't even light a flashlight.

The man walked slowly, as if intentionally keeping a distance, but he followed all the way.

Chu Shuang felt relieved, and walking on the night road was no longer so difficult.

Later, she deliberately slowed down her pace, hoping that he would borrow the light of her flashlight, but the man never caught up with her.

The two of them walked along the jungle path in silence, one after the other.

After arriving at the temple, she went back to her room and never saw him again.

…

Suddenly recalling the events of that day, Chu Shuang's heart moved slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at Sheng Ting beside him.

The man's facial features were unclear in the dimness, but his outline was still clear.

"Got a lighter?" she heard herself ask.

Sheng Ting lowered his eyes to look at her, and without asking her what she wanted the lighter for, he took out a retro metal lighter.

Hatsushimo took it and ran his thumb across the pulley. Flames sprang up and the night wind moved slightly, causing the flames to jump.

She moved the lighter a little closer to him, and in the flickering light, the man's handsome face became clearer.

The blurry yet clear face from two years ago is a little bit similar...

The first frost froze my hand and the flames went out.

"you……"

She stared at Sheng Ting without blinking, her thoughts paused.

He said they also came to Guiyun two years ago.

"What are you looking at?" Sheng Ting asked.

It was difficult for Hatsushimo to describe the complexity in her heart, "Two years ago, that person was you."

She used a declarative sentence, not a question.

Sheng Ting didn't expect that she would remember such a small thing until now, and was surprised that she could recognize it.

There is nothing to hide.

"It's me."

It turned out that she had just used the lighter to illuminate him for confirmation.

"How did you recognize it?"

Hatsushimo looked at him deeply and pursed her lips slowly, "The man that night was very handsome."

No wonder I always felt a faint sense of familiarity when I first saw him, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

The sense of familiarity was even stronger when I looked at him from afar downstairs on a hazy night in Sheng's house. It turned out that it was because some of the environment was replicated that people felt familiar.

"Didn't you come to see the shooting stars and pray for blessings?"

“I guess so.”

She is Chu Wei's only sister.

Chu Wei loved her so much that when he was in England, he often told him about the little sister at home. How delicate and gentle she was, how smart and innocent she was, how she always smiled and never got angry.

Anyone with a very young sister would praise her like this, and Sheng Ting didn't pay much attention to it.

Later, I heard Chu Wei talking to her family on the phone. The little girl on the other end of the phone was calling her brother. Her voice was soft and tender, which made Chu Wei feel gentle.

She sounded about the same age as my niece. But Sheng Yao would never call someone in such a soft voice.

Little Sheng Yao always has a frown on his face, and is a spoiled and arrogant kid.

They are two different styles, Sheng Ting thought.

Then one weekend, they drove to the White Cliffs together, and Chu Wei took pictures of the white cliffs on the southern coast for her to see.

That was the first time Sheng Ting saw the little girl.