Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

"You know how to listen to those gossips all day long, you know how to control me, and you know how to wrong me!"

"It's good for you to tell me, why don't you listen to me?"

"Hmph, what's good for me? Aren't you just afraid that my puppy love will bring back wild/plants and embarrass you? Let me tell you, I don't have puppy love, so don't let wind and rain wrong me!"

"You... where are you going?!"

"I don't want you to care!"

Closing the door angrily, isolating her mother's annoying thoughts, Nangong An breathed the fresh air outside, feeling alive again. "It's said that menopausal women are scary. I only know the correctness of this sentence now. Forget it, don't worry about it. Let's go to the gym to play badminton first, and then go to the cinema. Well, let's talk about it after dinner."

Thinking about today's itinerary, Nangong An excitedly walked outside. When he reached a corner, a girl wearing a baseball cap walked up to her face. As if she had something on her mind, she only focused on walking forward, and accidentally bumped into Nangong An who was also walking without looking at the road. The things and books in her arms were scattered all over the ground in an instant, and some even fell on Nangong An, causing her to yell out. Voice.

"Excuse me, are you alright?"

"Try if you get hit! Oh, it hurts me to death."

Originally, she was not happy about being wronged by her mother's preaching today, but now she was smashed for no reason, Nangong An suddenly became angry, rubbed her arm that was hurt by the smashing, and wanted to argue with her, but when she looked up At that time, she instantly dispelled the idea.

There is no other reason, it is because she is too good-looking, and it just so happens that she, Nangong An, is a member of the Appearance Association.

"Sorry, I didn't see you, otherwise I'll take you to the hospital to have a look, but I don't have time, can I give you the money?" Then, the girl was about to take out the money to her, Nangong An's face turned black, Take her for someone!

"It's okay, I'm fine." He quickly waved his hand to explain that he was fine, and helped her pick up the book on the floor. When she thanked her with a smile, Nangong An couldn't help but look at her extremely beautiful face. He said, "You look really good-looking, can you tell me your name?"

One sentence successfully turns people into stone.

Knowing that his words were too meng lang, Nangong An quickly explained, "I'm not a bad person, I just think you're beautiful!"

"...Thank you, you are beautiful too." Perhaps it was because of her clear eyes that she didn't look like a bad person, so the girl put down her guard, politely reached out and smiled at her, and said, "My name is Si Mingyang, you Woolen cloth?"

"Nangong An..." Stretched out his hand and shook her, Nangong An embarrassedly touched his nose and said, "You are still the first one to praise me for my good looks. Ever since I was a child, people around me only praised my mother Looks good, even my grandma said, if she hadn't guarded the hospital in person, she would have thought that I must not have been born to my mother."

"Maybe...you look like your father." Said lightly, Si Mingyang hugged the book in his hand tightly, and smiled at her, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey..." Seeing her walking away from her back, Nangong An kicked the pebbles on the road lonely, and muttered to herself, "You haven't told me yet, I want to find you next time." What should I do when..."

After tidying up the house and cooking the meal, Nangong Shuoxi held the book, but couldn't see any words in his eyes, and his mind was blank.

Thinking of the quarrel with Nangong An this morning, she felt tense.She didn't know how she became like this, she was so much like her mother when she was 17 years old, she became what she hated.Does it mean that when a woman gets old, she will become a person like her mother who loves to worry about not being liked by her children?

She picked up her phone and turned on the screen. It was already nine o'clock in the evening.It's so late, Nangong An hasn't come back yet, a girl is outside alone, she is a little worried, after thinking about it, she changed her clothes and went out to find her.

The night was very dark, even if there were street lights nearby, it still couldn't illuminate the darkness in her heart.There are still people who are still awake and can see the stars from the window. I don’t know who they are lighting.

In such a lonely night, who would find her withered heart flower before it bloomed, and the heart lamp that was extinguished before it was lit?

Walking along the side of the road, there were no pedestrians on the road. Nangong Shuoxi searched all the places where Nangong An might go, but she still couldn't find her. Seeing that the hour hand was about to point to eleven, she was so anxious Turning around on the road, like a fly trapped in glass without thinking.

At this time, a person suddenly came from the other side of the road. Wearing a peaked cap, you can't see her face clearly, but she looks like a woman. Does she know where Nangong An is?So when the woman got close, she hurried up to stop her, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you've seen a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, just like me..."

The rest of the word "Gao" was too surprised, so I couldn't say it.

Because the woman slowly raised her face, under the illumination of several street lamps, even her long and flailing eyelashes could be clearly seen.

"Si Mingyang..."

It was Si Mingyang, she appeared in her life again.

From her first meeting at the age of 17, to her chance encounter at the age of 27, the chance encounter at the age of 37, and now she is 47 years old, when she is already old, ten years later, they met again.

"Did you come here after calculating the time?" Ten years later, Nangong Shuoxi still couldn't help feeling sad when he saw her again. "I see you once every ten years, so on time, did you plan to come here?"

Si Mingyang didn't look back at her, under the light, her face was still the same as when they first met when they were 17 years old, it didn't change at all.

She stood quietly and slowly stretched out her hands, but Nangong Shuoxi took a step back ungratefully.

"Si Mingyang, I'm not young anymore."

So your embrace, I no longer need it.

Si Mingyang stretched his arms stubbornly as if he didn't hear.

Nangong Shuoxi still didn't collapse, she threw herself into her arms and hugged her.

Life is like a file, gradually filing her edges and corners, and gradually, she became like an ordinary single mother with children, working hard to make money and raising children, the focus of life gradually became Nangong An The topic of eating and living, and chatting with people has also become a few cents for the cabbage in the vegetable market, and whose family is getting married again.

She is becoming less and less like herself.

Sometimes when she looked at her face in the mirror, she would shed tears inexplicably, because she didn't recognize the strange ordinary woman in the mirror.

"I had an argument with An'er today because her teacher told me that her grades had dropped. I wondered if she was dating someone behind my back, so I scolded her." Nangong Shuoxi leaned against her while talking dully. She heard her familiar heartbeat in her chest, "Recently, the prices of all the vegetables in the vegetable market have increased due to the maintenance of several roads to here, but I still buy the vegetables at the original prices, because those people can't justify the prices. Me, am I good?"

Si Mingyang held her arm tightly.

"When I combed my hair yesterday, I pulled out some white hairs. Si Mingyang, am I very old and ugly?" Nangong Shuoxi murmured.

A woman wants to please herself, and the person she wants to please still looks the same after 20 years, so what's the use of her appearance?It's just a joke.

Si Mingyang's throat twitched, wanting to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Young Master, because you and Nangong Shuoxi are not from the same time and space, in order to prevent time and space information from being confused, you cannot have any conversations with her. Even if you speak, 1214 will automatically silence you."

"Yeah, I forgot, you can't talk." Asking and answering herself, Nangong Shuoxi smiled self-deprecatingly, "The older you get, the worse your memory will be, but it would be nice if you could talk, I sometimes I also fantasize about what your voice would be like if you could speak..."

Si Mingyang held her arm even harder.

"Okay, I'm going to find An'er." Nangong Shuoxi pushed her slightly as her waist hurt so badly, and said, "Have you met An'er?"

Si Mingyang nodded, and gestured together, signaling to her that Nangong An had already gone back when she came out to look for her.

"That's good, I should go back too."

Nangong Shuoxi trusts that Si Mingyang won't lie to her, but she doesn't think about why Si Mingyang knows Nangong An's whereabouts, and she never wants to figure out why Si Mingyang always appears every ten years, why She has the same appearance every time she appears, and why she can't find her every time she disappears.

Every time she appears naturally, just like every time she disappears naturally.

"I'm leaving." Nangong Shuoxi reminded softly, but did not push her away.

She feels that her heart beats only when she is here, and only when she is hugged can she feel that she is alive. Only when she is hugged, can she forget all the miserable wind and rain outside, and forget that she is now What kind of person was hated by her daughter who was pregnant in October and herself.

Her poems and flowers were turned into street goods and pickles by life, but she had no choice but to bear it.

The dreams and ambitions she once embraced have become a joke, and now, she has nothing.

Even Nangong An and Si Mingyang were pushed away by her.

"Okay, I really have to go. Otherwise, An'er will be scared if she is alone in the room." Nangong Shuoxi pushed her away, tasted the rust in her mouth, and looked at her intently under the light , She didn't lift her foot to leave until she was sure that she had re-engraved her eyebrows and eyes in her heart, but she just moved a step, but she suddenly stopped again.

"Si Mingyang, ten years is too long, I'm afraid that my memory is too bad to forget what you look like, can you let me see for a while?"

One sentence made Si Mingyang couldn't bear it anymore, he walked a few steps and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his own flesh and blood.

Nangong Shuoxi smiled and hugged her too.

"Ding——Nangong Shuoxi's soul repair level is 15%, and the current soul repair level is 77%. 1214 is about to undergo time-space teleportation."