summer passerby

The girl group's filming was only in the afternoon that day, and after the filming, they flew off to the next scene.

When He Ting returned to City A, he checked Weibo and found out that Crush had attended an awards ceremony the next day. Jiang Xindong walked on the red carpet in a neat suit, solemn and free.

There was WeChat coming in from the mobile phone, he silently liked Crush's photo, and exited from the app.

The voice from He Wenbin was excited and joyful, saying that he and He Chenxing's bone marrow matching results came out, they were a perfect match, and surgery would be arranged in the future.

He Ting let out a sigh of relief, and finally let go of the heart that had been hanging for a long time, and replied: "Okay".

After a while, another voice was sent over there, but the tone was very cautious: "Why don't you go home and have a look, are you still angry about that incident back then?"

He Ting thought to himself that you haven't invited me for so long, so he sneered and typed a line in the input box: "How dare I, you have power and power, and you say what you say." After typing, I felt boring, it's been so long , everyone was moving forward, and he was the only one who cared about it, so he simply deleted it and replaced it with "too busy at work".

"Come back and have a look when you have time. Your Auntie Li said to make you braised pork." He Wenbin left this sentence and then disappeared. He Ting couldn't tell whether he meant it or just said it casually.

The meeting with Zonggu was finally on the agenda, and we made an appointment at a high-end Japanese grocery store.

The Japanese food store is in a small alley in the west of the city. The dishes are exquisite and the prices are high, and only advance reservations are accepted.

There are many rockery and green plants in the store, and the tables are far apart.He Ting arrived first, and made a pot of tea while listening to the sound of running water on the rockery.

After a cup of tea was finished, Zong Gu appeared leisurely.He returned to China half a year ago, so counting the time, they haven't seen each other for half a year.

He Ting raised his head to look at him, pomade combed his bangs up, revealing his smooth forehead and straight nose.The light blue suit fits snugly. It should be an elegant and deep attire, but he casually hangs the suit jacket on his shoulders, and the tie is also pulled loose, giving him a vicious look.

"What's the matter?" Zong Gu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the person across from him staring at him, "Can't look away from your first love?"

"Stupid," He Ting gave him a blank look, "I just wanted to see why you were late."

"Hey, I participated in a ribbon-cutting project." Zonggu sat down and threw his suit jacket on the chair next to him casually. "It just finished, and I almost burned myself out."

After talking about the anecdote, the waiter had to serve the wine, and then ordered a bunch of dishes very familiarly, so much that He Ting felt that the two of them couldn't finish it.

But he knew that it was useless to say it, Zonggu had always done whatever he wanted without being restrained.A few years ago in New York, I used to drive around in a hot Maserati, dating one after another.

The two talked about their daily routines and updated each other about their recent situation. Halfway through the meal, Zong Gu suddenly asked him: "Have you contacted that Jiang when you came back?"

"No," He Ting's smile faded, his eyes dimmed, and he licked his chapped lips, "He's a big star now, with a lot of fame, so I don't want to join in the fun."

"That's really it?" Zong Gu frowned, thinking of something, he felt a little upset, "My sister accidentally saw the pile of things you left at my house in New York, maybe it was..."

His mother is Jiang Xindong of He Ting's paintings. He must have painted hundreds of paintings in the past four years.When I returned to China, I didn’t want to take it with me and was reluctant to lose it. Thinking about the size of my family, I moved it all over.

Zong Gu didn't finish his sentence, because he saw He Ting buried his head in the middle of the sentence, his face seemed to have been drained of blood, and his eyes were bleak.

I don't know if it's because of his sentence "it's really like this", or simply because he mentioned Jiang Xindong.

It's not like he hasn't tried this kind of pain of loving someone deep in his heart but not getting it, so he shut his mouth wisely and chatted about other things casually.

When the meal was almost finished, someone called Zonggu's name.

The visitor had an oval face, delicate eyebrows, and clear eyes. He was a clean and beautiful young man.Behind him stood a man in black, wearing a white mask, and the brim of a baseball cap on his head was pushed down very low.

Under the dim light, the man's black pupils were shining brightly, and he looked at He Ting with some meaning in his eyes.

Feeling the scorching gaze, He Ting tilted his head, his heart skipped half a beat.

During the four years apart, he has copied hundreds of portraits of him, and his frown and smile have been deeply engraved on his heart. No matter how much he conceals this person, it will not prevent him from being recognized in the crowd at a glance.

It's Jiang Xindong.

An inadvertent look at each other, He Ting's three souls and six souls were half lost, and he didn't come to his senses until the handsome man on the opposite side stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Hi, my name is Dai Ruochi." The man greeted him proactively, his delicate face smiling like a porcelain doll.

He Ting's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to touch it: "Hello, He Ting."

Zong Gu half leaned on the screen, staring at the person behind Dai Ruochi, frowning slightly.He and Jiang Xindong didn't deal with each other four years ago, but now they see each other again, and they still feel that each other is an eyesore.

Thinking that He Ting was at the scene, don't make the scene too embarrassing.Zong Gu looked away and asked Dai Ruochi: "Going out to play with friends?"

The Dai family and the Zong family have had a lot of business contacts in recent years, and Zong Gu has a good relationship with him.

Dai Ruochi was about to answer something, but Jiang Xindong answered coldly: "A date."

When he said this, his voice was clear and calm, without any extreme emotion, just as if he was stating a fact.Dai Ruochi was obviously taken aback, but a blush soon appeared on his face, and he looked at Jiang Xindong with bright and tender eyes.

He Ting froze suddenly, the word "date" was like a heavy stick, and struck the back of his head hard, his temples twitched, and his brain buzzed.

If Zong Gu hadn't walked over and patted him on the shoulder, covering his ugly expression by the way, maybe he would show his ugly face in front of Jiang Xindong tonight.

Zong Gu squinted his eyes at He Ting, and said with a half-smile: "Coincidentally, we are also dating."

"Then I won't bother you." After speaking, Dai Ruochi waved his hands happily, and followed Jiang Xindong who had strode away.

After watching the two of them leave, Zong Gu sat down and slapped the table violently, "Isn't it just an old lover? What's wrong with you? I'll introduce you to a high-quality man tomorrow."

He Ting looked at Zonggu silently, a layer of moisture suddenly appeared in his eyes, and after a while, he uttered: "Then Qin Ziran, have you passed?"

"You fucking..." Zong Gu closed his eyes, and the person who was erected just now suddenly looked like a collapsed balloon. When he opened his eyes again, he lost all vigor and was left only depressed.

After careful calculation, He Ting and Zong Gu have known each other since elementary school.He saw Zong Gu as rebellious, and Zong Gu felt that he was rebellious. He never thought that one day the other party would be subdued by another person.

Emotions are used to condescend.

It rained that day, and the rain scattered scattered all over the ground, like the mood of a lost lover.

Later Zong Gu vomited in the shop, He Ting didn't feel better, he walked three steps and two steps.On the taxi back, Zonggu was holding his mobile phone and kept on calling. There was only a cold female English voice saying that the number you dialed was shut down. He persisted, hung up and dialed again.

The city was full of lights and feasting at night, He Ting didn't want to go home, so he asked the driver to take him to the east gate of University A, where the student dormitory was.

Two new buildings were built in the dormitory area. The original sushi restaurant was gone and replaced with a supermarket.He Ting sat down on a wooden chair next to the supermarket, the chair was still wet after it rained, and soon his jeans were soaked.

He looked up at the second window from the right on the fifth floor opposite, the light was on, that was Jiang Xindong's university dormitory.

A figure walked by the dim window, no different from a few years ago.He Ting had an illusion, as if Jiang Xindong would come out of the corridor wearing sneakers and carrying a guitar in a minute, and then came over and patted him on the head, smiling and saying let's go.

Drunk on his head, He Ting thought of Dai Ruochi's handsome face, his stomach was so congested, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

Zong Gu said that he was Dai Ruobei's younger brother, and He Ting suddenly realized that Jiang Xindong was not afraid of scandals and cooperated with Dai Ruobei because of her brother.

Since they are dating, how long have they known each other?Where has it developed?Do you like Dai Ruochi very much?Will we sleep together tonight?

There was a group of dark clouds in the sky, which seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, and He Ting was so overwhelmed with questions that he couldn't breathe.There seemed to be a monster growing in the body, tearing the internal organs, trying to break through the skin, the pain was severe.

After being suppressed for too long, He Ting felt that he had reached his limit.The time was 11:12 in the evening. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he took out his mobile phone and entered a series of phone numbers.

He hasn't called in four years, and he still knows the number by heart.

"Beep-beep-"

He Ting was stunned, and got through. Could it be that he hasn't changed his number in the past few years?

The knuckles holding the phone turned white, he held his breath, and his heart went up and down with the beeping sound in the microphone.

Half a minute later, the person over there picked up and gave a feed. His voice was as deep, magnetic, and clean as ever.

At this moment, He Ting came up with a strange idea, he was luckier than Zong Gu - at least the phone call got through.

Seeing that no one was talking, Jiang Xindong gave another feed. After waiting for a while, there was still no sound, and he was about to hang up.

"Cough, it's me," He Ting cleared his throat, but he didn't know where the courage came from, and he continued, "He Ting."

There was a long silence at the other end, so long that He Ting thought he was having a dream, and the two hellos just now were just hallucinations in the dream.

The night wind blew, and the wet pants became cold, He Ting shivered and said: "Hello?"

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Xindong's voice was quiet.

"I..." He Ting's heart was beating extremely fast, and his fingers touched the cold rainwater on the chair, and he rubbed it a few times before he calmed down, "I left some paintings with you before, I don't know if they are still there, but recently I have some paintings at work. To use."

Jiang Xindong was silent for a moment and said: "I don't remember, you send me the address, and if you find it, I will send it to you."

"Don't send it," He Ting coughed in embarrassment, speaking intermittently because of nervousness, "Those paintings are more... more important, I'm afraid it will be damaged during the sending process, you can find me and pick it up yourself."

A few years ago, he did leave a few paintings at Jiang Xindong's place. He drew them on a whim and had nothing to do with work. It's just that he was shameless and wanted to find an excuse to meet Jiang Xindong.

"I don't guarantee that I can find it." Jiang Xindong replied lukewarmly.

"En." He Ting sniffed, and nodded obediently here, although the other party couldn't see it either.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Xindong asked, the order to evict the guest was obvious.

He Ting didn't want to hang up yet, so he pursed his lips and said out of nowhere: "Are you alone?"

He was jealous of Dai Ruochi and wanted to make sure if he was with Jiang Xindong now.

Jiang Xindong laughed, and jokingly said: "This seems to be a matter of my private life, and it is also related to your work?"

"No," He heard stuttering, "Well, good night then."

The other side quickly hung up the phone, and did not reply him good night with a gentle and mellow voice like before.