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The two men finally arrived when it was almost six o'clock. The door was opened by the waiter from the outside. Xu Sui looked up and was slightly stunned.
Zhang Wenjun beside him was still as picky as before. He pouted and leaned over to talk in Xu Sui and Jiang Changjia's ears.
"Look at Jiang Song! Officials are really different. They look down on others. As for Song Shiyang, he's so old and still pretending to be young! He dresses so fashionably! He's just like a peacock spreading its tail!"
Xu Sui couldn't help but turn his head and chuckle when he heard it. If Song Shiyang knew that Zhang Wenjun said this about his careful "dressing", he would definitely glare at him coldly, and finally pull his lips and grab the back of his neck.
What he wore today was actually similar to what he wore in the past: a Korean-style knitted sweater as a base, a light gray winter wool coat on the outside, and black loose jeans underneath.
It just looks like he's had a new haircut.
Jiang Song was not the person who looked down on others as Zhang Wenjun said, but he was much different from his previous rebellious character. His smile and behavior had an inexplicable sense of authority.
As soon as Song Shiyang came in, his eyes were locked on Xu Sui, and he sat down and did not leave. They sat opposite each other at the big round table. Seeing that the girl in front of him seemed to be in a good mood, Song Shiyang took a sip of tea and looked away.
The boys were a little awkward when they sat down at first, but later they found that Song Shiyang and Jiang Song were easy to get along with, and the atmosphere became lively. They gradually talked about the development process over the years and then moved on to the current national policies and social situation.
It was no surprise that he and Jiang Song became the center of attention of the party. Although Jiang Changjia was also referring to connections he made, the eldest lady's reputation outside was not very good, and given her personality, naturally fewer people bothered her.
But there are still some.
"Did Changjia graduate with a master's degree from Country M this year? Congratulations. I've heard a little bit about the Jiang family's enormous business."
"Changjia, haven't we added each other on WeChat? Can we add each other on WeChat as classmates?" The woman took out her phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, opened the QR code and handed it over, "Hey! Your bag is so beautiful."
Xu Sui was originally listening to Zhang Wenjun talking about some strange cases he had encountered in the past year. After graduation, Zhang Wenjun became a lawyer and was quite famous in the industry.
After hearing the conversation around him, he looked over, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then he remembered who this person was. He was the former Chinese class representative, and he seemed to have a good relationship with Chen Yue.
Chen Yue didn't come today, and Xu Sui never asked about her afterwards, but when he suddenly saw her good friend from the past, he couldn't help but remember her.
Jiang Changjia saw Xu Sui looking at her, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked her what was the matter. Xu Sui had no expression, just shook her head slightly, and then returned to the conversation.
Jiang Changjia understood Xu Sui's meaning almost immediately and politely declined the invitation from the person in front of him to add WeChat.
Shu Siyun was also chatting with her little sisters. The atmosphere was lively with more than thirty people around. No one knew what they were talking about, but Shu Siyun turned her head to look at Xu Sui.
Then he looked at Song Shiyang again.
Xu Sui noticed her gaze and was a little confused. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Shu Siyun speak and asked Song Shiyang: "Song Shiyang, have you been back to City One recently?"
The originally noisy voices suddenly quieted down a lot. Song Shiyang raised his eyes, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said calmly: "No reply, what's wrong?"
"Nothing serious. Just say that we should make an appointment and go back to school to see Director Zhao. He is in charge of the senior class this year, and they probably won't have their holiday until the 28th." Shu Siyun's eyes vaguely swept across Xu Sui's face, with a smile in her eyes.
After Shu Siyun's introduction, everyone's attention was focused on City No. 1. Some people felt nostalgic and took out their mobile phones to log into the City No. 1 forum. They found that it was still usable and there were quite a few posts.
Two of my classmates returned to the city to become teachers after graduation, so we had more topics to talk about, reminiscing about the past and discussing the present.
Xu Sui's interest was also aroused, and he said a few words.
But after a while, one section of the group became noticeably quieter, and whispers began to linger. Xu Sui noticed the gazes falling on him, and looking up, he saw a girl who didn't seem embarrassed to be caught. Instead, she smiled, stood up, handed her phone to Xu Sui, and asked, "Sui Sui, look, these kids really have rich imaginations."
Xu Sui was slightly surprised. He took the phone and looked down. After a few seconds, his expression suddenly became strange. He couldn't be said to be happy, but he didn't look angry either.
The people who had noticed the movement here shouted repeatedly: "What are you looking at? Let me see."
The person who had initially spoken to Xu Sui glanced at Song Shiyang and hesitated before handing him the phone. "Nothing much, it's just that our student council member, despite graduating many years ago, still looks amazing. Somehow, one of our old photos got dug up by the younger students. It was all the rage during this year's graduation season, and they made up a lot of stories about it. It's even hanging at the top of the forum."
Upon hearing this, everyone became curious and took out their mobile phones to log into the city's No. 1 forum, which they had not opened since graduation.
Xu Sui admitted that she was stunned the moment she saw the post, because she herself couldn't remember when they met.
I don’t know who took the photo of her and Song Shiyang and posted it on the city’s forum.
I don’t know why, but that old photo that should have been lost in the torrent of time appeared in everyone’s eyes.
As he lowered his eyes to think, Xu Sui vaguely remembered that afternoon. It was the first semester of his senior year, and the competition was approaching. Because he had some unfinished questions, he did not go to the cafeteria with Jiang Changjia and the others, and stayed in the classroom.
Coincidentally, Song Shiyang hadn't left either. He was sitting in his seat with his head down doing his homework. The moment he looked up, he saw her frowning and thinking hard, and then a conversation took place. As the sun set, the orange-yellow glow passed through the gaps in the teaching building in front, witnessing all the heartbeats and youthful ignorance.
Under his guidance, she gradually raised her brows and wrote down formulas and numbers with sharp strokes, but at that time she did not dare to look up at him because of her indescribable thoughts.
At this moment, seeing the photo, she finally saw him as he was then - his eyebrows were slightly drooping, with the arrogance unique to youth, a wildness emanating from his whole body, his eyebrows were cold, but inexplicably there was some tenderness in him.
Xu Sui took out his cell phone and pressed save.
Someone couldn't help but tease: "Hey, you know what, it looks like the two of them are really a good match. Student Councillor, you weren't really with the class representative at that time, were you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Changjia's face changed slightly and he frowned. Jiang Song looked at Song Shiyang and Xu Sui with interest, wanting to watch the fun.
This was originally a joke, but the photo was really intimate, and the emotions in the boy's eyes made people think too much. In addition, the person involved did not speak for a long time, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.
Song Shiyang raised his eyes and just as he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by a cold female voice. Everyone looked at Xu Sui.
Xu Sui slightly curved his lips, his eyes as clear as the bright moon, and said slowly: "Fake."
Song Shiyang paused slightly, his eyes deep, and he turned his head to look at Xu Sui with an unknown emotion, but did not speak.
Finally, someone brought up the topic again, and the reunion after ten years came to an end unknowingly with the casual exchanges after dinner.
Xu Sui felt a little tired at the end, so she stood up, said something to Jiang Changjia and walked out. She felt like going to the bathroom.
After coming out of the toilet, Xu Sui was washing her hands when someone happened to come out of the men's restroom and stood next to her. Xu Sui didn't look up. After washing her hands, she was about to leave when she was stopped by someone.
"Xu Sui." It was Jiang Song.
Xu Sui turned around and their eyes met. Jiang Song smiled, and the familiar ruffian vibe returned all of a sudden.
"Did you know that Song Shiyang's father was once the mayor of Yu City? The girls who bullied you back then are still unable to return to their country."
Xu Sui was stunned, not knowing why he said that for a moment, but he actually knew it in his heart.
"He, I mean my brother, he's pretty smart, but he took a long time to figure out his feelings. I think it's better for you to know about this. After all, if I don't tell you, you probably won't know in this lifetime." Jiang Song raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and seeing that Xu Sui's expression was as he expected, he interrupted, "Don't thank me. If you have time, please say something good about me to Chang Jia. I'm also very annoyed by being treated as an enemy every day."
He stretched his muscles, and the friction between his bones made a "cracking" sound. Xu Sui took a while to calm down before thanking him and returning to the box.
She didn't say anything for the rest of the time, just sat there quietly, looking at Song Shiyang's eyes from time to time, thinking about things.
When they were finally leaving, Xu Sui turned to Jiang Changjia, whose cheeks were flushed, and said, "You go back first. You don't have to see me off. Song Shiyang and I have something to discuss."
Jiang Changjia nodded and said goodbye to her.
Xu Sui had already sent a message to Song Shiyang, so she went to the underground parking lot first. Not long after, she saw the familiar figure.
Xu Sui didn't say anything. Song Shiyang seemed to notice that she was absent-minded. He glanced at Xu Sui and wanted to speak, but was speechless.
Finally, it turned into one sentence: "Get in the car first."
The car was dimly lit and the heater was on full blast. Song Shiyang didn't rush to drive. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before speaking. His voice, which hadn't spoken for a long time, was a little hoarse: "Really."
Xu Sui looked sideways at him, a little confused by his incoherent words, and asked blankly: "What's true?"
"It's true that I like you." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shiyang came over. His delicate and cold white chin was reflected on his black turtleneck sweater, and his eyes were deep.
Then he said: "The fact that we are together is now real." After that, his cold and slightly moist lips covered her cherry lips, pried open her teeth, and gently pinched and twisted them to seal her lips.
Xu Sui couldn't bear it any longer and looked up, unable to help but grab the corner of his clothes, his eyes inexplicably hot.
There are four great joys in life, but for Xu Sui, the greatest joy is that the person you like also likes you, and the young people finally become husband and wife.
What I wished for came true, it turned out to be so gentle.
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The party ended around eight o'clock, and Xu Sui suddenly wanted to go back to the city. Because she recalled too many past events today, she wanted to go for a walk there, even though it was already quite late.
Song Shiyang's car was parked at the school gate. The two men argued with the security guard for a while until Song Shiyang called Zhao Jianhua, and the security guard let them go.
It was during the break, and the lights in a teaching building not far away were bright, and there were many people walking in the corridor.
Some parents who accompany their children to school are taking a walk, waiting for their children to finish evening self-study, so it is not lonely for a while.
Xu Sui narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Song Shiyang, do you still remember?"
"What do you remember?" The man holding her hand looked over and asked.
"Only, the day in the photo."
The man was silent for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, "I had forgotten it, but now I remember it."
"Do you still remember the time when I was bullied in school during my freshman year of high school? It was strange. I was planning to transfer schools, but suddenly I was told that Li Ling went abroad." Xu Sui still remembered the man's name at this moment.
Song Shiyang's fingertips moved slightly, drew an arc in the air, and then fell back.
"Tell me, who is helping me?" Xu Sui asked softly.
Song Shiyang was a little at a loss, a rare feeling of helplessness. In fact, it would have been better for him to admit it openly, but he just didn't know how to say it.
He said that because he did not see his own heart clearly early on, the two of them were separated by thousands of miles and did not meet again for seven years.
But if I had told her earlier, would she have agreed? Even if she had agreed, would the two of us have been able to survive that long-term, international relationship? Would it have ended early, and we wouldn't be where we are now?
The result is unknown.
Finally, Song Shiyang raised his eyebrows, and all the emotions in his eyes disappeared.
Her lips pressed together, her voice hoarse, "I asked my father for help."
The air suddenly became still, and even the whirring sound of the cold wind could no longer be heard clearly.
Xu Sui arched his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pulled Song Shiyang down, pressed his forehead against his, and said: "Are you free at the end of the year or the beginning of the year? I'm talking to the elders at home."
Without waiting for Song Shiyang to answer, Xu Sui continued, "It's time to meet the parents. Let me say first that my parents may not be present, but that's okay, because I only care about my grandparents. As long as they agree, that's fine."
Song Shiyang's Adam's apple moved slightly, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, with extreme joy, and responded in a low voice.
"My parents will be back in Chongqing for the New Year on the 28th. We can meet on the 29th, or we can celebrate together on the 30th."
"What are you thinking about? Just spending the New Year together?" Xu Sui smiled with his eyes curved and pinched Song Shiyang's arm.
The man hissed softly, and returned to his usual frivolous self: "Why can't you celebrate the New Year? By the way, let me tell you about the engagement."
Xu Sui's cheeks blushed when he thought of this, and he walked forward quickly. The street lights in the city illuminated the road ahead. The shadows of the two overlapped and then separated. Because Xu Sui walked fast, this time Song Shiyang's shadow followed behind Xu Sui's shadow.
The sixteen-year-old girl who followed the boy's shadow overlapped in time, and this time it was Song Shiyang who followed behind Xu Sui.
"Are you free at the beginning of the year?" Song Shiyang asked.
"Yes, we will resume work after the 15th." Xu Sui replied.
"Going to the Northeast? To see Changbai Mountain and go to Mohe." Song Shiyang took a few steps forward and grabbed Xu Sui's hand.
"A self-driving tour? Then you make a plan, Dr. Song." Xu Sui tilted his head.
The man chuckled, a "hmm" escaping his throat.
The wind lifted a corner of Xu Sui's clothes. She looked at the lighted classroom. She seemed to see her sensitive and inferior fifteen-year-old self, with her arms folded and looking at her with a smile.
She opened her mouth, and Xu Sui saw it clearly. She said, "Congratulations."
Congratulations on becoming the person you wanted to be when you were young, and congratulations on getting what you wanted, and may love never be in vain from now on.
The seasons change from spring to winter, and the sun and the moon rotate endlessly.
Fortunately, we are still ourselves.
This is what is called happiness and fulfillment.
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This article is my signed article. At the beginning, it was just a flash of white light in my head. In the end, I filled it with flesh and blood bit by bit and it grew into this appearance. I am very grateful to everyone for clicking on this book and accompanying me to witness its growth. Because I don’t have a specific outline and I am indeed a novice, writer’s block, delay of update, and cancellation of updates always happen. I am really sorry. Thank you all for your tolerance. Thank you so much for being my readers. Because of you, I have become a true author.
I will probably revise this article later, but it will only be to add details, fix bugs, and see if there are any unclear points.
Nearly 250,000 words, I can deeply feel its shortcomings, the characterization, the perspective change, the description of the scenery... There are still many areas to improve. I will try my best to do better in the next article. Speaking of this, by the way, I don’t plan to start "Intolerance" for my next book. I guess I will start it next year because the inspiration is gone too quickly [burst into tears]. The next book I want to write is a be, a story that takes place in the millennium ~ a short story of more than 100,000 words. I will write the specific copy in a few days ~ If you are interested, you can go and have a look ~ For those who don’t like be articles, let’s say goodbye ~ See you again if we are lucky ~ (If you think my writing is okay, you can click to end it ~ ~ Because I should still write a campus article about he later ~ I knew I would click to end the article and start it earlier [covering my face and peeking])
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