open relationship

It has nothing to do with whether I have money or whether I have a car. Occasionally taking a bus is a big hobby of mine.

But this time, he never thought that this squeeze would squeeze out something.I bumped into my ex-girlfriend, Connor.I originally thought that we would never get in touch with each other forever.

What kind of situation was it at that time, let me think about it.

On a crowded bus, I lean against the wall of the bus by the window, there is still enough space, or I bow my head to swipe my phone, or look out the window, which is quite leisurely.

At another stop, the door opened, and a wave of people came up.A person stood out from the encirclement and was squeezed into my safe corner by the crowd.There was something extra in the space, and in order not to ignore it, I gave her an easy-going attention.It's good to look at each other, looking at each other for as long as centuries, and everything around me no longer exists.Only this gaze.

Just like how many people cherish the lost lover, I have also imagined the situation where I met her countless times, and it is not that I have not imagined that I will meet her on the bus.Numerous meaningless rehearsals of how to greet and reminisce about the past, whether it is blushing or red-eyed.I usually sing unconsciously "Will you appear suddenly, in the coffee shop on the corner. I will smile, wave and greet, sit and chat with you. How I want to meet you and see how you have changed recently. I don't want to talk about the past anymore, just to greet you. To say something to you, just say: long time no see." Speaking of it, it seems that I just dreamed of her last night.And just like that, we met unexpectedly.

My mind was blank, even though they were looking at each other, I didn't know what was in her eyes, let alone what was in my own eyes.Thousands of thoughts are floating in the air.But it does not prevent the impression from being implanted in the heart.Oh, it's so beautiful, no, it's even more beautiful, it's the person I've been thinking about all the time, it's true.Well, she's dressed more maturely, with light makeup on her face.She's a married woman who can still flirt with Ji Lao.It's like I'm never going to talk.

Could it be that Kang Na also saw that I had no intention of speaking, so she spoke first.It's just that this sound doesn't seem to be talking to me, it's more like muttering to himself.She called: "Xiao Guang..."

This sound was like a dream, and I had mixed feelings. I was about to cry, but it seemed like I was in a dream.The "Baby Na" that I am so familiar with is already on my lips. Fortunately, the word "Na" came out, and I felt something was wrong. Here?" Maybe it was my illusion, when I called her name, I saw her eyes dim.

At this moment, the loud bus stop announcement woke me up like a dream.It's the stop, I should get off.The panic and sense of trance and distortion in my heart finally had an outlet to vent.I hurriedly mumbled "I've arrived, goodbye", and got out of the car as if fleeing.What Kangna, just treat it as a dream, no see, never see you again.

But the next second, I was completely dumbfounded.It was Kang Na who grabbed my clothes and got out of the car with me.I was surprised and asked: "You also stop here?"

Instead of answering my question, she asked, "Where are you going?" I had no idea how to answer.She also felt uncomfortable, and immediately changed her words: "Are you free?" I was indeed free at the time, and finally encountered a question that did not require thinking, so I nodded honestly.

"Then let's find a place to sit together, okay?" Gentle and soft, even pleading.

Now my heart roars.

Kang Na, I am your ex An Youguang, ex!What to sit on? !Haven't we... already drawn the line?

I looked at this person who left me two years ago to marry a man without saying a word, this person who crushed all my hopes, joys and lights, I still didn't know how to refuse: "Okay."

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