"Would you like to see it one last time?"

Who is this?

Is it a person or a thing?

Why do I say "last look"?

The unfamiliar snow scene covered the hustle and bustle of the playground, making the voice sound extraordinarily peaceful, but also mixed with a lot of reluctance.

It's like what I said when I was about to part.

But Ji Xiao has never been separated from her friends and relatives in these years, let alone when she said such things to others.

The snow scene was gradually replaced by large expanses of green, and the green leather train quickly passed through the green fields.

The girl propped her hands on the window frame on one side, her thick eyelashes drooping under the sunlight, and she looked aimlessly at the passing scenery.

The green in sight cools the hot sun, just like the mint that once fell on her shoulders.

Although Ji Xiao has already set foot on the train to Xinjiang, she still can't help but think of this incident, and she can't help but think of Wei Qingyu.

After the graduation ceremony, Ji Xiao devoted herself to the intense final work of high school, and her contact with Wei Qingyu only stayed on her mobile phone.

Ji Xiao feels that chatting with Wei Qingyu is a very comfortable thing. Whenever the depression hits her at night, she will think of Wei Qingyu.

Wei Qingyu made Ji Xiao feel that she didn't look like a new friend, but rather like a friend who reunited with him after a long absence.

Even... lovers.

However, she seems to be a little busy recently, and the book that won the Fanhua Award has recently started to be revised.

Ji Xiao didn't want to disturb her, so she simply took a graduation trip with Lu Ning and blurted out that she was going to Xinjiang.

"Excuse me, Miss You, what are you worrying about again?" Lu Ning sat aside and looked at Ji Xiao for a long time, his eyes were tired, and he couldn't help asking.

Ji Xiao is not in the state recently, Lu Ning can see clearly.

She stuffed the beer in Ji Xiao's hand and said, "I feel like you've been out of shape recently."

Ji Xiao took the wine and wanted to tell Lu Ning what was going on in her heart recently.

But she thought about it, but found that there was no way to talk about it, so she had to take a sip of wine and said, "Maybe I'm a little tired. I've been spinning around for half a year."

Lu Ning has a straight temper, unable to see Ji Xiao's concealment, nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, I am also like this recently, when I wake up, I still feel that I haven't slept enough, and I still have a terrible headache."

With that said, Lu Ning yawned and leaned his head on Ji Xiao's shoulder.

Ji Xiao looked at it and laughed, "Why don't you say that you go clubbing every night after the holiday? Can you be sleepy and have a headache."

Lu Ning arched his nose and said in dissatisfaction: "Where is every day, I only go a few times a week. Hey, I did a guide last night, and I heard that there is a bar not far from where we live. You are going with me tonight."

"I'm not going, I'm not interested in this kind of place." Ji Xiao pushed Lu Ning's head away as he spoke, leaned on the back of the seat and closed his eyes to rest, "I plan to get up early tomorrow to go hiking."

Lu Ning laughed twice, "Xiaoxiao, you shouldn't have come out with me, you should have come out with the sunset red senior group."

Then she sat up straight as if remembering something, and mysteriously leaned into Ji Xiao's ear: "How are you and Wei Qingyu?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiao opened his eyes.

She glanced at Lu Ning vigilantly, and said ambiguously: "That's it, that's it."

"That's it? That's it?"

Lu Ning asked back, staring straight at Ji Xiao.

Staring at her made her feel guilty, her lips moved but she couldn't answer.

But without waiting for Ji Xiao's answer, Lu Ning cleared his throat, and asked her question solemnly: "Xiaoxiao, do you know why you don't have a bad face and a good figure, but you just can't find a girlfriend? ?”

Because as a female single flower, Ji Xiao is also very distressed about this: "I don't know."

Lu Ning: "Because you don't go to places where there are many young people. How can you find a girlfriend when you climb a mountain? You have to go to a bar, where there are many girls!"

As she said that, she took Ji Xiao's arm, and said temptingly: "Well, go to the bar with me today and try it out. What if you fall in love with a beautiful Uighur sister? Or, if you meet Wei Qing Language is second!"

Lu Ning just leaned on Ji Xiao's shoulder like this, his big eyes with Korean-style three-point makeup flickered, filled with anticipation.

Ji Xiao is not very attracted to Uyghur girls, and even less interested in Wei Qingyu the second, but seeing Lu Ning's appearance that he must go, she is not at ease, so she can only compromise: "Then... okay."

As night falls, the lights are on.

The grotesque lights shone across the dark street, and intermittent singing flowed out from the opening and closing doors of the bar. The hoarse and deep voice was unique in this noisy street.

Lu Ning knew that this was the first time Ji Xiao came to the bar with him, so he chose this relatively quiet bar.

Dim lights flowed in the well-decorated venue. Just as Ji Xiao and Lu Ning sat down, the waiter came over and handed over the wine list.

"Let's see what to drink. Miss Ben treats you today." Lu Ning held the card in her hand, and spoke extravagantly.

Ben also grew up together, and Ji Xiao didn't intend to save money for Lu Ning.

The rotating light ball in the distance cast a mottled light on the menu, and she saw the mint cocktail in the cocktail column at a glance.

The erratic Ji Xiao put his finger on it and said, "Let's have a mint cocktail."

Lu Ning raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "You're pretty good at it."

Then she pointed to another column of the menu, "Then I want this, cherry rum."

The waiter took the menu handed back by the two, nodded slightly: "Okay, just wait a moment."

As the night grew darker, the number of people in the bar also increased.

The streamer turned slightly, Lu Ning leaned on the back of the chair and pulled Ji Xiao, who was distracted, and said, "Hey, look at that person, isn't he pretty?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiao looked in the direction Lu Ning pointed, and saw a man with a narrow waist and broad shoulders standing by the bar. When the light came down, his handsome nose and brows were instantly revealed.

Ji Xiao knows Lu Ning too well, this man is definitely one of her stamp albums.

She nodded and said, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Lu Ning also had this intention, picked up her cherry rum, took a sip, and said: "Then I'll go, you sit here and wait for me, or if you have a goal, just go."

Ji Xiao held her chin and let out a "hmm".

Then she watched Lu Ning walk away, and sighed boredly.

The air is filled with the smell of alcohol, and the dim light outlines all kinds of people in Ji Xiao's sight.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, every time she saw a girl walking by, she couldn't help but compare them with Wei Qingyu.

Comparing body, comparing face, comparing taste...

And for each one, Wei Qingyu won.

She was obviously a new acquaintance, but she occupied most of her mind like this.

Ji Xiao took a sip of the light green mint cocktail. The coldness of the mint was wrapped by the warmth of the alcohol and slipped into Ji Xiao's throat, just like the smell she smelled when she stood with Wei Qingyu for a photo that day.

"Sister, are you alone?"

At this moment, a voice interrupted Ji Xiao's drinking alone.

She looked up against the dim light, and an exceptionally trendy man stood in front of her holding a glass of wine.

Ji Xiao knew that she was being approached, but unlike Lu Ning, she had no interest in this person at all, so she replied flatly, "Wait for someone."

The man refused to give up, and pointed at Lu Ning at the bar not far away, and said, "Who are you waiting for? I've seen it all. Your friend is hooked up with someone else. Why don't we have a chat too?"

"Make friends."

As the man spoke, he planned to pull the chair beside Ji Xiao and sit down. The next second, a cold white slender hand was placed in front of the man.

"Sorry, there are people."

A familiar voice fell on Ji Xiao's ear at this moment, and a tall woman stood between the light and the shadow.

She was wearing a champagne-colored satin shirt, and a tie of the same color was loosely tied around her long and slender neck, which added a bit of casualness to her coolness and luxury.

The slightly curly long hair hangs down on the shoulders, and the eyebrows are elegant and gentle.

Wei Qingyu really seemed to be late, put the wine in Ji Xiao's hand, and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

Ji Xiao also shook her head in cooperation: "It's okay."

Wei Qingyu said "um", looked at Ji Xiao silently, and turned to look at the man after confirming that she was really okay.

Only then did the gentle eyebrows turn cold in an instant, and said: "Aren't you going?"

The deep voice was timid, the man's heart trembled, and he slipped away with the wine.

The troubles were driven away, and the dim booth regained its calm.

Some people looked extremely calm, but their hands hidden under the table were slightly clenched.

The lazy voices of the people on the stage spread throughout the venue, but the thumping of the hearts of the people off the stage rang in the ears.

How can there be such a coincidence that a person will appear when he is in trouble.

Then just like this, he walked over with his clothes fluttering, and with a few words, he solved the man who was pestering him.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu who was sitting next to her, and suddenly realized that this was not S City, but Xinjiang, and asked in surprise, "Why is Miss Wei here?"

"Accompany Qi Qi to Xinjiang to pick up the wind, and find the inspiration for the next book by the way." Wei Qingyu replied flatly, as if she had prepared it in advance.

"Then sister Qi Qi is here too?" Ji Xiao asked.

"there."

Wei Qingyu pointed, and Qi Qi's warm greeting came not far away, and sitting next to her was Gong Xiaoju, the little assistant Ji Xiao had met at the signing meeting.

Ji Xiao also politely got up and greeted the two of them, then sat back down again.

The singer on the stage put down his guitar and sang Wutiaoren's "A Zhen is in Love with A Qiang" with the band behind, and the scene became hotter.

Wei Qingyu looked at the shallow dish of wine in front of Ji Xiao, and asked, "What kind of wine did you drink?"

Ji Xiao didn't expect that Wei Qingyu would ask herself this question, would it make her feel a little perverted to speak of the wine that clearly represented her taste?

Ji Xiao hesitated, and then saw Wei Qingyu's gaze towards him.

She turned the wine in her hand and replied reluctantly: "...mint cocktail."

The light passed over Wei Qingyu's face, and there was an obvious change in his eyes.

She looked at Ji Xiao, and asked tentatively: "Do you like mint very much?"

"It's okay." Ji Xiao replied ambiguously.

Then she thought about it for a while, and added meaningfully: "I didn't like it very much before, but now I think it's pretty good."

The voice focused on the second half of the sentence with an emphasis, and the gentle breath was intertwined with it, as if there was ambiguity flowing.

The corners of Wei Qingyu's lips curled up quietly, and she heard a joy in her heart in this dim booth.

Silent is better than sound.

Ji Xiao was also filled with inexplicable joy, she looked at the octagonal glass in her sight and asked curiously. "Where is Miss Wei? What is Miss Wei's wine?"

"Peach brandy." Wei Qingyu took a sip of the wine in his hand as he spoke, and sighed lazily: "I didn't expect this place to produce such a taste."

"Is this taste unique?" Ji Xiao asked.

"En." Wei Qingyu nodded, looking at Ji Xiao with those deep eyes, slowly and affectionately, "It's the taste of first love."

Ji Xiao's eyes became a little more caring when she heard it, she kept her voice calm, and said lightly: "I thought Miss Wei's first love smelled like mint."

"Why do you think so?" Wei Qingyu asked.

"Because the perfume on Miss Wei is warm savory mint." Ji Xiao replied.

Wei Qingyu smiled slightly, and replied: "It's not because I like it, it's because someone likes it."

"Although life is meaningless.

But love does make life more beautiful..."

The hoarse smoky voice of the lead singer of the band grated over Ji Xiao's heart, and the cold wind from the air conditioner sent the voice mixed with the smell of mint to Ji Xiao's ears gently and gently.

She still remembered what she said just now, and she could hear the key points in Wei Qingyu's words.

It was as if the two chains of each other were fastened together, and there was a "click" sound in her ear.

The light slowly passed over the deck where the two were sitting, turning into an ambiguous flow.

Ji Xiao could hear her own unbalanced heartbeat, as if her heart beat again after falling in love at first sight.

Can she understand that Wei Qingyu is expressing her love for herself?

Light flashed across Ji Xiao's pupils again, but the joy suddenly disappeared.

She suddenly realized that she liked it after she smelled it first, and the mint smell on Wei Qingyu's body was liked before she liked it.

Even if she did use this scent all the time to make herself like it, why did she smell it the first day they met?

Could it be that she was using this perfume every day before meeting herself just to meet her?

how is this possible.

She said she didn't like it, but she still let the smell linger on her body.

Ji Xiao can't think of anyone else, and can only meet her first love whom Wei Qingyu never forgets.

The girl's eyes dimmed a little in the darkness, and her heart was indescribably oppressive.

Sad, jealous.

She could feel Wei Qingyu's uniqueness and even love for her, so she wanted to monopolize her even more.

At this moment, Gong Xiaoju walked over with the phone, as if there was something urgent, "Sister Wei, the editor at the publishing house is on the phone."

Wei Qingyu nodded, said "OK", then got up and took the phone to pick it up outside.

She glanced at Ji Xiao who was sitting on the side, and said worriedly: "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

With the sound of a virtuoso electric guitar, a chaotic white beam of light lit up in the venue.

Ji Xiao looked at the back of Wei Qingyu's leaving, the wine glass containing peach brandy reflected the bright beam of light, and fell into her sight.

Wei Qingyu quickly finished dealing with the matter of the publishing house, and walked back quickly, "Sorry, I wasted a little time."

But she didn't want to just sit down when a heavy force fell on her shoulders.

The smell of spirits wrapped in peaches lingered on Wei Qingyu's shoulders, and the girl's plain face rubbed her long hair and fell on her shoulders.

The empty wine glass reflected the light, making Ji Xiao's cheeks extremely red.

Wei Qingyu instantly realized that Ji Xiao was drunk.

She hurriedly got up to take Ji Xiao back to the hotel, but she was crushed by a force much stronger than herself.

The girl's slender and powerful arms passed through Wei Qingyu's long hair hanging on her shoulders, shaking and domineeringly imprisoning her in her arms.

The temperature of the wine followed Ji Xiao's breath, and slowly spit it out from her mouth.Brushing against Wei Qingyu's shoulders, neck and earlobes, it was full of familiar provocative and ambiguous.

The light fell on Ji Xiao's face unreservedly, covering the dark and deep pupils with a golden orange color that Wei Qingyu was all too familiar with.

The girl just looked at Wei Qingyu with blurred eyes, her bright red lips moved slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Ah...so this is the taste of first love?"

The author has something to say: Wei Lengmo took off his title of jealous king, and silently gave it to Ji Dousou.

"Although life is meaningless. But love does make life more beautiful..."

——"A Zhen Falls in Love with A Qiang" by Wutiaoren

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