Chu Yang Su Yu

Ye Chuyang got into Han Su's car, a BMW coupe with a high-end interior, and looked very expensive.

It seems that Han Su has had a good life these years, and he should probably praise the car for being polite, but he just sat in the well-packaged passenger seat, listening to the slow music from the stereo, and Han Su Driving side by side in this city that is always congested and brightly lit.

He really wanted to ask Han Su how he was doing these years, whether he was bullied when he came out to work when he was young, how was his relationship with his family, and whether he had ever liked anyone else.

Ok.

He actually wanted to ask what happened to Xue An's ex-girlfriend.

At the moment of being strongly impacted, he used his remaining rationality to stabilize his emotions. The ex-girlfriend meant that the past had passed, at least Han Su was single now, so it was good.

The front and rear lights were on and off, on and off, he thought he should say something, otherwise it would be no different from Didi Taxi.

When taking a taxi, he occasionally chats with the Didi driver. This month, the price of oil has dropped, and his friend has only got a license plate in Linshi for three years. The traffic control in Dongdan has to be bypassed, and it will be winter soon.

These are all irrelevant sentences, the driver said, he listened, and then nodded in agreement.

But he didn't want to talk about irrelevant topics with Han Su. He confessed for ten years, felt guilty for ten years, suffered for ten years, and waited for ten years.

The funny thing is that when this day really came, he could only support his heartbeat like a drum, laughing uglier than crying, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Just like at this moment, they are in the closed and quiet car, he can only clear his throat and say, "How are you doing?"

What else, go to work, rest, eat, sleep, socialize.

The moment he asked the question, he had already automatically completed the boring answer due to the boring question.

Han Su looked ahead and held the steering wheel with one hand. Because of the silence for a while, his voice became deeper and deeper, "It's okay recently, and it will be busy in a while."

Ye Chuyang responded, "It's almost Chinese New Year."

"Yes." Han Su nodded, "A lot of things happened a year ago."

After a brief silence, Han Su glanced at the navigation, "Do you live over there in the Cultural and Creative Park?"

"Well, it's closer to the company."

"Cheng Yandong's family also lives there."

"Really?" Ye Chuyang was quite surprised, "I should have called him together just now."

Han Su smiled lightly.

"Which neighborhood does he live in?"

Ye Chuyang has lived there for nearly three years and is very familiar with the surrounding environment.

"Lijing Garden."

Ye Chuyang suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at Han Su.

Han Su smiled, "You live there too?"

Ye Chuyang shook his head and said slowly, "Across the street."

Han Su let out an oh, and didn't ask what the name of the community next street was, but Ye Chuyang became uncontrollably lost because of this episode.

It suddenly occurred to him that Han Su and Cheng Yandong seemed to have a good relationship, so Han Su must have sent Cheng Yandong home, and when he turned around on the main road, he must have passed the gate of his community, and perhaps passed him by one night.

Han Su should be very surprised to see him in this city, so that he can let the flow take its course and say, I'm here for you, I'm here to find you.

God never heard his prayers, maybe he did, but because of his sin, he would not help him.

After getting off the elevated road, away from the congestion, the car started to speed up, and it was only about 3 kilometers away from his home.

After a brief exchange, the carriage returned to silence.

Ye Chuyang clutched the handle of the bag, his face showed a sense of loss that he didn't realize.

Han Su's playlist is a classic style, the last one was Beyond's Land, and now it's Li Zongsheng's song for himself.

He seems to like things in a nostalgic style, music is like this, and movies also like Fa Ge's heroic qualities.

Ye Chuyang hadn't listened to this song in its entirety. He might have been young in the past and only felt the vicissitudes, but the vicissitudes belonged to someone else, and when he listened to it today, every word pierced his heart.

The past is not like smoke, and nostalgia in love is not a virtue.

It's a pity that falling in love is not like writing songs, no matter how serious it is, it can't become a style.

Let me ask who have you seen Miss miss?

It doesn't matter if you're a repeat offender or a clean criminal.

The only one I know is the one who has been together for a long time, and I have never seen the one who has been together for a long time.

At this moment, Han Su suddenly said, "City garden?"

Ye Chuyang was stunned, and then realized that he was talking about the name of his own community, and nodded in affirmation.

"I will pass by your community when I send Cheng Yandong back."

Han Su's tone sounded calm, and Ye Chuyang answered awkwardly, "Yes, their community is inside."

"Passing by one afternoon, I saw someone who looked like you on the side of the road." Han Su glanced at him, with an unreal happy smile in his eyes, "I was shocked, and then I felt dazzled."

While he was speaking, Ye Chuyang looked him in the eyes without moving, and said slowly, "Maybe that's me."

Han Su stepped on the brakes, looked at the gate of the community, "Here we are."

Ye Chuyang woke up from the complicated emotions of being interrupted, realized that he should get out of the car, and suddenly fell into unreasonable depression, but after all, he is already an adult who needs to be responsible for his emotions, so he talked to Han Su, "Thank you."

Han Su said you're welcome, with a flat and polite tone, as if he was really just sending him home out of politeness.

A black car stopped in front of them, and the rear door opened from the inside.

Ye Chuyang withdrew his eyes and opened the car door. After standing still, he turned around and wanted to say goodbye to Han Su, but subconsciously blurted out, "Don't you ask me why I came here?"

His face was pale, the hem of his casual suit was slightly wrinkled, and his short, gel-fixed hair was scattered in two tufts to the side. He looked tired and weak, but his eyes were clear, eager and bright, with sadness.

Han Su stared at him with deep eyes, "It's not important."

It doesn't matter why he came here or whether he came or not, Ye Chuyang subconsciously didn't dare to ask.

So he changed the question, "Do you still hate me?"

This time Han Su didn't make him wait too long, almost three seconds after he finished asking, he replied, "I never hated you."

Ye Chuyang's fingers holding the frameless car window were very hard, leaving four very obvious fingerprints on the glass. He withdrew his hand, obviously feeling that it was difficult to speak again.

I never hated you, the subtext is that I like you so I can't bear to blame you, or there is no need to pursue the past, or I don't hate you because I never loved you.

None were the answers he was expecting.

So he adjusted his expression and smiled at Han Su, "It's a bit late today, please go up and sit down some other day."

It's still 5 minutes before nine o'clock, and it's too early to kick off the nightlife at this point, but he said it's a bit late, and I can't invite you to sit up, it seems that Han Su is really rushing to his house.

Han Su looked at him calmly, did not point out his mistakes, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

He took a step back and closed the car door, waving his hands and saying goodbye.

Han Su nodded, turned on the left turn signal and turned around. After the car was straightened, he looked at him again, which was a formal farewell.

The black car was still parked where it was just now, and the girl who got off the back seat turned her back to the street, her shoulders twitched, and she was hugged by the man, her intermittent words were filled with tears, "Is it because I really ignore you that you just don't care about me?" I know I'm wrong...it's like this every time...never say you love me..."

The man murmured that I was wrong, I was wrong, and called the baby, and said sorry, I didn't know you cared about this, and he would confess his love once a day in the future.

Ye Chuyang had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, and walked across the road in silence.

The lamp post at the door was very high, and the dim light shone down from the sky and scattered all over the ground.He stood under the lamp for a while, took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, deleted, deleted, deleted and finally sent a message.

"I'm here to find you, don't go away, okay?"

The author has something to say:

Don't rush the years, I won't chase those who go far away,

I'm just trying to get to the bottom of it.

Can anyone tell me what that is,

His love has been buried in his heart for several years and still has an aftertaste.

Tsk, old man playlist.