Meet·Lijiang

Those who have passed away, let them pass away. Our miss is not because we can't make a choice, but because we can't stick to it.

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------ Zhuang Sheng travels down to the bottom of the mountain, the two sit on a big rock panting, Zhuang Zijing takes off his shoes and prepares to hand them Yang Hui, but after a moment of hesitation, she put the shoes aside, put on her high heels, and then squatted down, wanting to see Yang Hui's feet.

Yang Hui shrank his feet: "What?"

"See if your feet are okay."

"It's all right." Yang Hui said, bending down to pick up his sneakers and getting ready to put them on.

Zhuang Zijing reached out and grabbed Yang Hui's feet, and took off her socks: "The socks are so dirty with mud and sand that the original color can't be seen clearly, how can I continue to wear them. Let's buy them again on the street later."

After taking off the socks, Yang Hui hissed softly, and Zhuang Zijing realized that the inside of Yang Hui's feet had been punctured, but the blood had solidified and glued the feet to the socks. , blood came out again.

Although the wound was not serious, Zhuang Zijing was still so nervous that she didn't know what to do.There is no hospital here, not even a small clinic, and there is still a long way to the street.

Yang Hui smiled, reached for Zhuang Zijing's bag, found a bag of wet tissues from inside, opened it, took a piece and wiped the soles of his feet, then took his sneakers and put them on his feet: "Let's go, just It's a little bit farther, although the fungus has not been collected, but there will be some next year."

After speaking, she stood up and walked towards the direction of the parked motorcycle.

Looking at her thin and tall back, Zhuang Zijing felt a different kind of emotion in her heart: such a person should be brave, and dare to face danger and pain.

Riding a motorcycle, the two quickly returned to the cobbled street, bought some disinfectant and band-aids at a small pharmacy to treat the wound a bit, and then went to a small store selling socks.

The small shop is also a wooden building, with people living upstairs and business downstairs, and the shop for business has a beautiful carved wooden door, and there is a threshold about [-] centimeters high under the wooden door.

When Zhuang Zijing stepped across the threshold with one foot, she heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice behind her: "Zijing."

Zhuang Zijing turned her head and saw the woman in the black padded shirt under the bright sunlight.Her neckline is still open with two buttons, and the collar is slightly slanted, revealing a little of the skin on her chest. Her face still has the same habitual indifference and arrogance as it did many years ago, but her eyes are filled with Some vicissitudes and eagerness that are different from the past.

Although it was already afternoon, the sun was very dazzling, and the sunlight on this woman seemed to be too dazzling. Zhuang Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly, and then felt that she continued to breathe.

Many years ago, when Zhuang Zijing saw her in the library for the first time, she was also like this. She was wearing a dark shirt with two buttons open, and her face was indifferent and arrogant. She was a star in the department, not only because She has outstanding grades, outstanding family background, and because of her indifferent and unruly appearance.She always walks alone, easily catches the eyes of a group of people, and then coldly refuses the approach of others.

Even when she took the initiative to sit next to Zhuang Zijing in an open class at school for the first time, Zhuang Zijing thought it was just because she didn't like to please her and get close to her like everyone else.

And when she met Zhuang Zijing more and more, until one time when she was reading a book in the library, she said to Zhuang Zijing, "Let's go for a walk."

Then, Zhuang Zijing foolishly followed her out of the library and strolled under the street lights of the school.Even at this time, Zhuang Zijing didn't understand why she and she became so-called friends in the eyes of others.

It wasn't until she suddenly hugged Zhuang Zijing and kissed her on the lips at a place where thick branches blocked the streetlights that Zhuang Zijing understood the meaning of the so-called friends.

Once upon a time, Zhuang Zijing was full of confidence in the indifferent and uninhibited person. She believed that such a person would not easily succumb to the pressure of the world, and would be able to show enough courage to lead her own life in the face of society, family and future. Let's walk together……

Her name is Yan Yu, her senior sister in college, and Zhuang Zijing's ex-girlfriend.

"Zijing..." Yan Yu walked by.

"Who is she?" Yang Hui behind him stopped walking into the small shop, turned around, and saw her coming over.

Zhuang Zijing turned her head to look at Yang Hui, with an unnatural smile on her face: "A former friend."

"Oh." Yang turned around and continued to look for socks.

Zhuang Zijing hesitated for a moment, took back the foot that had stepped into the small shop, and smiled at Yan Yu: "Coincidentally, you are playing here too."

The expression on Yan Yu's face remained the same, but his eyes swept over Zhuang Zijing's disheveled hair and clothes covered with pine needles and mud: "Unfortunately, I have been looking for you for several days, and I have been waiting for you today Most of the day. It seems that you are going to climb a mountain."

"Wait for me? And how do you know I'm here?" Zhuang Zijing was a little puzzled.

"You wrote a travel note on the Internet in the morning, saying that you were at dawn today. I also saw this street in your travel note." Yan Yu said, his eyes swept across the stone-paved street, and then turned back to Zhuang Zijing .

"Oh, then what do you want from me?" Zhuang Zijing asked.

Yan Yu pursed his lips: "Let's find a place to eat. Sit down and chat."

"I still have friends." Zhuang Zijing pointed to the small shop.

Yan Yu looked at the people who were picking out socks in the small shop: "Then let's have dinner together."

"See if she has time." After Zhuang Zijing finished speaking, she turned around and entered the small shop, and walked to Yang Hui's side: "She said to invite us to dinner. Are you free?"

Yang Hui picked up a pair of socks and said to Zhuang Zijing while paying, "Let me take it. The friendship of the landlord."

Zhuang Zijing looked at Yang Hui wearing socks, and said with a smile, "I'd better treat you. She is my former friend, and you are my current friend. They are all related to me."

Yang Hui bent over, turned his head to look at Zhuang Zijing and smiled playfully: "So, I kiss you more than she kisses you. She is the past, I am the present, maybe it will be the future."

Zhuang Zijing's depressed mood because of Yan Yu was greatly improved by Yang Hui's words, but she just smiled and didn't say anything else.Once, Yan Yu and himself were the closest people.

I found a restaurant that specializes in fish on the street, and the three sat down around a low table. The boss introduced them enthusiastically, and proudly pointed to some photos on the wall. They were photos of Ren Xianqi and him. Ren Xianqi and other celebrities ate here when they were playing at dawn, and it has become a sign of this restaurant ever since.

"How have you been these few years?" After an embarrassing silence, Zhuang Zijing opened the topic.

"It's okay, I just miss you all the time. I'm afraid you will have a bad life." Yan Yu said.

Zhuang Zijing smiled: "I'm doing well. You don't have to worry about it."

Yan Yu lowered his head, his eyes fell meaninglessly on the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, and then raised his head to look at Zhuang Zijing: "I know about Du Lang, and I also know that you left Yixing. It's just that you will leave soon. I changed my phone number, so I couldn’t contact you even if I looked for Mo Shu. Then Mo Shu gave me the address where you wrote your travel notes, and I knew you were in Lijiang. It’s just that although Lijiang is not big, it’s not easy to find someone. I stayed in Lijiang for several days, and I drove around every day but couldn't find you. Fortunately, you are in Liming today, and this place is not big."

"What do you want me to do? It doesn't matter to me that Du Lang is not here. Leaving Yixing will not make me unable to live. I am living a good life now." Zhuang Zijing understood what Yan Yu meant, but she didn't want to hear it. to the next words.

It's just that Yan Yu obviously wouldn't do what Zhuang Zijing wanted, she was silent for a moment, and then said directly: "Come with me."

Zhuang Zijing smiled wryly, "This sentence came a few years late."

Yang Hui couldn't understand what the two of them were saying, but felt a little bored.She looked at Yan Yu, who seemed to be full of arrogance, and his attitude towards Zhuang Zijing made her feel a little uncomfortable. She raised her brows slightly and asked a little foolishly: "Go where?".

Yan Yu glanced at Yang Hui, did not answer her, and then looked at Zhuang Zijing with that deep gaze: "At the beginning, there was Du Lang and your mother's persistence, but now there is no more."

Zhuang Zijing looked at Yan Yu: "Even if there is no Du Lang, there will be other people, not to mention that you were also worried that your Yan family's business would not be able to continue to cooperate with Yixing."

Yan Yu was silent for a while. At the beginning, Zhuang Zijing's mother brought together Du Lang and Zhuang Zijing's affairs. Under that circumstance, Zhuang Zijing once proposed to leave with Yan Yu, but Yan Yu did not agree, because Yixing belonged to Yan's family. The biggest client is almost the lifeblood of the Yan family. In order to let Yan Yu leave Zhuang Zijing, the family put great pressure on themselves: "But it is different now. Now I have enough right to speak in the Yan family, because in the past few years, for You, I have adjusted the direction of the company's development and obtained more high-quality customers, so that the Yan family will not be kidnapped by a company in Yixing."

Zhuang Zijing smiled: "So now you have enough capital to take me away, right?"

"Yes." Yan Yu said: "I can lead our future, and I don't have to do things against my will because of family pressure. Now Yan's is in a period of rapid development, I know your ability, if we are together, we will definitely You can make the Yan family bigger and better. At that time, no one can restrain us. As long as we are willing to be together, your mother will not object, because all she wants is money. And my family will not object, because They have promised not to force me again."

"But now I don't want to." Zhuang Zijing said lightly.

Yan Yu was stunned, she didn't expect to answer like this: "At first it was because of Du Lang, because of your mother and my family. Now all these obstacles are gone, and I have controlled the Yan family. Now we can plan future without having to bear the pain of being forced to separate..."

"Let's eat, if you missed it, don't mention it again." Zhuang Zijing said

"How can it be said that we missed it? Now that Du Lang is gone, this is an opportunity given to us by God to make up for the harm that was done to us." Yan Yu became a little excited.

Zhuang Zijing looked at her lightly: "Giving up means giving up the past, and giving up all the people and things that I couldn't let go of. For me, from the moment I gave up, I have said goodbye to the past, so between us, It has nothing to do with Dulan, but now that Dulan is gone, I gave up that period of hard work in the city. From that moment on, I have said goodbye to Dulan and Yixing, so now I, Dulan and Yixing Xing has nothing to do with it."

"But now you have nothing, when you need me more." Yan Yu said.

Zhuang Zijing smiled: "What I need more now is myself."

"Don't you think that time is unforgettable? All the intimacy and commitment..." Yan Yu frowned, and there was some pain in his eyes.

"It is precisely because of those intimacy and commitment that makes giving up so painful. It is also the vulnerability of those intimacy and commitment to pressure that makes people realize that something is so fragile." Zhuang Zijing's voice is very soft, but firm .

"I know I'm sorry for you."

"So now, why come to me again."

"I can't let you go."

"I've been away for a long time."

"Then give me some time and let me find you back!"