The man has an upright posture, about 1.86 meters tall, with a Hong Kong-style slicked-back hair and a half-open black leather jacket, which reveals a somewhat ruffian temperament.

Qiao Zhixia looked at the man with eyebrows like peaks, eyes like cold stars, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that were slightly raised. The clear and smooth outlines outlined his handsome three-dimensional facial features.

It is indeed a rare good-looking appearance.

But...why did she seem to have seen this face somewhere before?

Qiao Zhixia frowned slightly and tilted her head to look at the man, and the man also frowned at her.

The girl had a clean and pure face, almond eyes, rosy cheeks, and half-open lips. Her thick eyebrows and eyelashes made her face look more profound and delicate.

He had seen many beautiful women, but the one in front of him was the most pleasing to his eye.

When he withdrew his gaze, he inadvertently glanced at the cinnabar mole on her right earlobe.

At the moment my breathing stopped, I looked at Qiao Zhixia's eyebrows and eyes again, and they overlapped with the face in my memory.

"You are... 께 喬?"

When Qiao Zhixia heard his name, the blurry face in her mind suddenly became clear.

"You are Qin..."

The man's eyebrows were filled with a clear smile: "I am Qin Yunlang."

Qiao Zhixia covered her mouth in surprise: "Is it really you? I didn't expect to see you again in Guangzhou..."

About seven or eight years ago, a strange boy was sent to Jingyang Village.

I heard that because of his bad family background and his family being a capitalist family, he was forced to go to the countryside for hardship reform.

Because of his special status, he was not welcomed in the village. Many people regarded him as a counter-revolutionary and a public enemy of the republican society.

When he was sent down, the village was digging a reservoir. He obviously had never done heavy labor before, and he was unsteady when carrying soil at the beginning, and was often scolded and laughed at.

In order to earn more work, three-year-old Qiao Zhixia would go to help with her sister after school.

The first time I saw him was when he was being rejected and ostracized by others and was being pelted with mud.

He just buried his head and endured it silently, without saying a word, but his fists were clenched tightly.

Qiao Zhixia couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she pushed away a group of five or six-year-old boys and handed him the rice cakes she brought.

"Are you hungry? That's why you don't have any energy? Here's a rice cake for you..."

He raised his eyes slightly. Although his face was covered with dirt, it could not conceal his delicate and handsome features. His melancholy boyish look inexplicably made people feel pity for him.

Of course he did not accept her charity, but simply picked up the dustpan and left.

Qiao Zhixia finally discovered that although this man looked cruel, he was actually quite proud.

Then one day, he caught a bad cold and couldn't get out of bed, but no one called a doctor for him, because in the countryside at that time, who didn't get sick on their own?

He went to see a doctor, which means he has not been completely reformed and still wants to do the capitalist things again.

He curled up his swollen body in the quilt, covered his head and cried inconsolably, calling out incoherently for his parents...

After Qiao Zhixia heard about this from her father, she hurried down the mountain carrying a basket on her back. Then, following her sister and mother's instructions, she dug up some herbs for treating colds, boiled them overnight, and secretly sent them to the cowshed where he was staying temporarily.

She handed him the still steaming bowl of medicine and fished out two pieces of rock sugar wrapped in paper from her pocket.

"After taking the medicine, it won't be bitter anymore..."

Qiao Zhixia didn't expect that his bowl of medicine would be so powerful. After drinking it, he broke out in a sweat that night, but he was fine the next day.

From that day on, he began to communicate with Qiao Zhixia and told her that his name was Qin Yunlang.

The two gradually became friends. At that time, Qin Yunlang was silent and suppressed when he participated in the labor, but when he was not working, he would lie on the ground in the mountains, holding a foxtail grass in his mouth, looking up at the sky and laughing.

Perhaps he longed to be as free as a leisurely cloud. Only at times like this would he show a comfortable and gentle smile on his face.

The two of them came into contact more and more, and Chen Jidong became unhappy.

Although the six-year-old boy is naive, he is already jealous.

Although Qiao Zhixia and Qin Yunlang only had a pure revolutionary friendship, Chen Jidong did not believe it and always tried to prevent them from meeting each other alone.

Qiao Zhixia didn't want to pay attention to him and was immersed in listening to Qin Yunlang telling stories.

Through Qin Yunlang, she felt a lot of wonderful things about the outside world, learned some business knowledge, and learned from him that the next few years would be the world of businessmen.

That’s why she later decisively supported Chen Jidong to start his own business…

Qin Yunlang did not stay in Jingyang Village for long. It seemed that one year and two months later, his family was successfully rehabilitated, and someone came to pick them up in a car.

Before leaving, Qin's father gave Qiao Zhixia three hundred yuan as a thank you for her care for his son.

Three hundred yuan was undoubtedly a huge sum of money at that time, but the honest and sincere Qiao Xinguo did not allow her to accept it. She also felt that if she accepted the money, her friendship with Qin Yunlang would be ruined.

(If it were now, she would definitely accept it without hesitation)

Qin's father had no choice but to leave her an address and promised that if she had any difficulties in the future, she could write to her and they would definitely help her.

The year she waved goodbye to Qin Yunlang, she was three and he was seven.

Later, the greedy old man and his wife heard that the father and son left an address so that they could ask them for money at any time, so they asked Qiao Zhixia to give them the address every day.

Qiao Zhixia naturally refused to give it, because she knew very well what kind of people her grandparents were. If they were given it, they would definitely be greedy and demand money and things endlessly.

How do people view her?

Finally, she was so annoyed that she threw the note with the address on it into the stove and burned it. From then on, she found peace and quiet.

Thinking back to the reunion eight years later, they have both lost their former youthfulness and their personalities and appearances have become mature and stable.

As time goes by, the familiarity of the past is gone, replaced by an awkwardness that makes me not know where to start.

Qiao Zhixia tucked her falling hair behind her ears, raised her head and smiled at him: "It's been eight years, I didn't expect you to still recognize me, you really have good eyes."

Qin Yunlang also smiled, and that smile was like a hook that made people fall into it deeply: "You have changed a lot. If I hadn't seen the mole on your ear and the familiar face, I really wouldn't have recognized you."

In the past, Qiao Zhixia was thin and dark, like a lively and active wild monkey.

Now her skin is fair and her figure has obviously gained weight, but the only thing that has not changed is that her facial features are still delicate and beautiful, and her pair of dark and bright eyes are still as bright as stars.

"Since we met in Guangzhou today, how about I treat you to a midnight snack at the best riverside food stall here?"

"OK!"

Qiao Zhixia just agreed, then she remembered that she had sprained her ankle. She was about to refuse, but she heard Qin Yunlang said, "Then tell me where you are staying. I have something to do now. I will pick you up after I finish it."

"Um……"

Qiao Zhixia watched Qin Yunlang turn around and go to the stairs of the first floor, then slowly left the hospital.

Maybe it was because the doctor treated her in time, or maybe it was because she ate too much Lingquan vegetables and had a special physique, but she found that her feet didn't hurt as much anymore.

After returning to the hotel, she briefly checked the things she would need for the exhibition tomorrow, then lay on the bed and flipped through an English book until she felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

In the hospital ward on the other side, Qin Yunlang looked at the girl whose face and arms were covered with scars with a serious expression.

"I warned you long ago that your driving skills were not good enough to drive that car. Why didn't you listen? Fortunately, you didn't hit anyone, otherwise, can you bear the consequences?"

"Brother, I'm just not used to the traffic rules on the mainland. Besides, now is not the time to worry about these things. You must find the woman who bullied me and give her a good beating to vent my anger."

"Miao Miao, I will investigate this matter. If it is really as you said, I will not tolerate it. You should have a good rest first. I will not come over later in the evening..."

Qin Miaomiao watched her brother leave. Why did she feel that he was particularly cold to her today?