Let go
"Hello, is this Jiang Rangshi?" Song Huan asked tentatively, holding her phone and looking at the handsome man sitting to her right.
The man stopped playing on his phone and looked at Song Huan: "Yes, are you Miss Song Huan?"
Song Huan sat opposite him and nodded.
Jiang Rang saw her sit down and went straight to the point: "Your aunt should have told you about me, right?"
Song Huan nodded gently.
From Song Huan's mother, she learned that Jiang Rangshi, like her, was a graduate of Beijing Youth University. He was handsome and talented, still unmarried, and a year older than Song Huan.
He is also the son of Song's mother's classmate.
However, the more Song Huan looked at Jiang Rangshi, the more familiar his face seemed.
She looks a lot like Lin Xing.
"You should recognize me. I chased after you for a long time back then, but I couldn't win you over." Jiang Rangshi smiled bitterly.
"Are you Jiang?" Song Huan asked.
Jiang Rangshi nodded.
Back when Song Huan was a sophomore, her reputation as the most beautiful girl in the literature department and the reincarnation of the God of Literature spread to other departments.
No one knows who leaked her QQ number, but from then on, Song Huan's QQ account kept receiving friend requests.
But at that time she was depressed about Lin Xing's engagement, so she didn't accept any of her friend requests.
But one account remains vivid in her memory.
An account named Jiangrs kept sending friend requests, but Song Huan got annoyed and deleted her own account, switching to another one.
"I'm sorry about that," Song Huan said.
Jiang Rangshi nodded.
"Shall we go out for a walk?" Jiang Rangshi suggested.
Song Huan agreed.
They went to stroll along Wentang Street, which is currently very popular.
Just like its name suggests, Wentang Street is set against the backdrop of the ancient Tang Dynasty, and many people wear traditional Chinese clothing to enjoy the scenery.
Lanterns hung from the eaves, swaying and casting flickering light on the street.
The two figures continued to move forward.
For some reason, Song Huan felt very safe and secure with Jiang Rangshi.
Just like with Lin Xing back then.
The faces are so alike.
"Want some candied hawthorns?" Jiang Rangshi asked, looking at the stall not far away.
"OK."
Jiang Rangshi strode over, and Song Huan stared at his back, somewhat stunned.
Is it too similar, or too alike?
A little while later, Jiang Rangshi returned with two strings of candied hawthorns.
The candied hawthorns, coated in syrup, gleamed in the light, the fruit inside looking like rubies, emitting an enticing aroma.
Suddenly a little girl darted out and bumped into Song Huan.
Caught off guard, she fell towards Jiang Rangshi's direction.
A hand gripped Song Huan's waist.
Song Huan was forced to bump into Jiang Rangshi's chest. When she looked up, her lips were only a few centimeters away from each other.
She could hear her own rapid heartbeat, and her ears and neck turned completely red.
A few seconds later, Song Huan pushed Jiang Rangshi away, her face as red as an August apple.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Rangshi asked with concern.
Song Huan lowered her head and whispered that it was nothing.
This was the first time she had been so close to any man other than her father.
......
After they had finished shopping, Jiang Rangshi insisted on taking Song Huan home.
Unable to get any answers, Song Huan could only nod helplessly.
"Ah Huan, what do you think of me?" Jiang Rangshi asked in the car.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment, unsure how to respond.
After spending most of the day together, Song Huan could tell that Jiang Rangshi was a very good person.
Express your love boldly; if you like someone, say so; if you don't, say so.
Being with him is indeed very comfortable, but...
I haven't reached the point of liking him yet.
It's at most a good impression, not love.
“You’re great, but we’re better suited to be friends,” Song Huan said.
Jiang Rangshi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's nothing. You've already made a good impression on me in less than a day. I'll continue to pursue you in the future."
"Didn't you notice I look familiar?"
"I was the host of the freshman commencement ceremony back then, and I smiled at you at the time."
"I fell in love with you at first sight when you smiled back, which is why I kept trying to get your friend request accepted."
"I had a crush on you for three years back then, how could I possibly give up now?"
The scene from back then flashed through Song Huan's mind.
That day, the sky was clear and the girl smiled back. The boy fell in love at first sight and could not take his eyes off her from then on.
It turns out that while you were secretly in love with someone else, someone else was secretly in love with you.
Song Huan made a self-deprecating remark and then remained silent.
As Jiang Rangshi got off the bus, he said something to Song Huan:
I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes.
Song Huan seemed to see another ray of light.
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