After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

Killing one's heart, maybe it's nothing more than that.

Tan Xiangxi's face froze, and the words hovering in her mind rushed out without thinking: "Who knows if you used some sweet words to deceive sister Ah He!"

Sharp doubts came out, and there was no need to worry about face afterward.

"I've already inquired about it. You didn't know each other before. I just met you at sister Ah He's welcome banquet a few days ago. You just said a few words. How can you have such deep feelings?"

Tan Xiangxi's voice became louder and her anger became more pronounced, as if Yan Guiqiu on the opposite side had already done something to deceive other people's feelings.

"You don't like her at all! It's just that Sister Ahe is kind, so she doesn't care about you. How can you use her tenderness to hurt her?!"

"Who said I don't like her?" Yan Guiqiu rolled his eyelids, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight?"

"That's just for sex!" Tan Xiangxi retorted disdainfully.

"According to this, can someone like you who has been silently and secretly in love for many years be called liking?"

Yan Guiqiu's words were sarcasm, Tan Xiangxi choked, but then fell silent, acquiescing.

"But who do you want to play this 'affectionate' for? For so many years, I'm not even a friend. I can't help her or make her feel happy. Apart from touching myself, what's the use?" Yan Guiqiu ask.

The more she talked, the redder Tan Xiangxi's face became, and finally his eyes became moist, as if he was so angry that he lost his voice, "I, I, you, you" for a long time, but he couldn't find a reasonable angle to refute.

It is a fact that Jiang Xuehe doesn't like her.

Originally, Tan Xiangxi regarded her as a goddess of slenderness, and the flower of Gaoling treated everyone equally, so she didn't feel too uncomfortable, but occasionally she was jealous of the friends who were close to the goddess.

But suddenly a Yan Guiqiu appeared, who had never met before, and they became friends after seeing each other once.

Jiang Xuehe stopped Tan Xiangxi at the door of the store in a distant manner, but he was able to ask Yan Guiqiu to come and go in and out of his private area at will.

Not to mention the invisible intimacy and softness in the tone, which is completely different from the formulaic politeness when facing Tan Xiangxi.

Tan Xiangxi was not really so dull that he couldn't even feel such a difference.

I've only met him once, and I've only known each other for a few days. I'm neither a close friend I've known for many years, nor a like-minded colleague.

Comparing the two sides, Tan Xiangxi seems to be a complete loser, an outsider and a clown.

Tan Xiangxi was puzzled, unwilling, and wronged.

But at the end of the outbreak, Yan Guiqiu asked back in a cold tone, but her courage to ask questions gradually faded, and she just murmured repeatedly: "Why?"

Tan Xiangxi's eyes were red, and tears finally rolled down uncontrollably.

Passers-by noticed their quarrel, and some couldn't help but stop and watch, and some even took out their mobile phones.

The eyes of those who didn't know the truth fell on Yan Guiqiu's face, already with a bit of condemnation.

At first glance, it really seemed that the petite girl was bullied and cried by her.

On the contrary, Yan Guiqiu calmed down, seeing Tan Xiangxi's appearance of crying or not, he felt funny in his heart - it was to himself.

What does she care about with Tan Xiangxi?Who knows if the little princess's "like" is also malicious in the plot?

Being pushed away by the plot without knowing it, I don't know if it is a kind of sadness.

What's more, why did she have to report in detail to Tan Xiangxi, an outsider, about the matter between her and Jiang Xuehe?

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world." Yan Guiqiu thought for a while, and finally persuaded, "Your life is still so long, why hang on to this dead tree?"

She paused, and took the opportunity to open the topic: "And I really never liked you, never. Some things are God's will and coincidences, but they are definitely not love."

Yan Guiqiu took out two tissues and handed them to Tan Xiangxi who couldn't stop crying.

Tan Xiangxi didn't want to stand on the side of the road anymore and asked people to watch. She lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, and still asked unwillingly, "Why can she like you, but why doesn't she like me?"

Yan Guiqiu had no intention of comforting her, but said lightly: "There are so many reasons for emotional matters."

She bypassed Tan Xiangxi and continued walking forward.

After returning, Yan Guiqiu mentioned Tan Xiangxi's matter to Song Anchen on the phone.

Song Anchen went back a few days ago, unlike Yan Guiqiu who has already succeeded in graduate school, Song Anchen studied music, and signed a music studio in his sophomore year. Although it is more of a fun-loving nature and has free time, he still has to certain working hours.

Song Anchen also took the initiative to ask about Tan Xiangxi.

After learning about Yan Guiqiu and Jiang Xuehe, Tan Xiangxi asked all the people he knew, and finally the news reached Song Anchen's ears.

Tan Xiangxi's temper was a bit procrastinated and weak, Song Anchen was not worried that she would cause any disturbance, but was only afraid that there would be some rumors in the circle, and Yan Guiqiu herself was more worried.

Yan Guiqiu said that her recent progress with Jiang Xuehe was very smooth.

Not only did the voluntary help to organize the gallery increase the time spent together, but also gradually learned a lot of other people's little habits.

For example, Jiang Xuehe doesn't like to eat fried products, and prefers to drink boiled water and green tea than to drink fruit juice, likes the sun, and likes bright colors...

Today I also know that she doesn't like sweets.

Yan Guiqiu sat cross-legged by the coffee table in the living room, holding the phone and propping up her chin, while reaching out to put the small biscuit Jiang Xuehe gave her to her mouth, the sweet taste made her slightly startled.

Open the ingredient list and shelf life on the back, seven-day shelf life, from the packaging, I know that the price is expensive, and the sweetness is probably not acceptable to everyone.

Maybe the newly hired clerk Xiao He likes sweets?

Yan Guiqiu thought so in his heart, but it was hard to convince himself.

"We also made an appointment to have dinner together." Yan Guiqiu stopped thinking about it, stuffed the remaining half of the biscuit into his mouth, and said, "I think she seems to like me quite a bit, when do you think I will officially confess my love?" More appropriate?"

Song Anchen: "..."

Do you young people like to ride rockets when they are in love now?

Song Anchen was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help worrying: "But... don't you think it's really a bit too fast?"

This has been said very euphemistically.

Previously, Yan Guiqiu was alone, and she didn't feel anything. Now she calmed down and watched, only to realize that Jiang Xuehe also had a big problem.

Yan Guiqiu's personality is very straightforward, and making friends is also very eye-catching. Before meeting Jiang Xuehe, he said it was love at first sight. Although it looked very abrupt, Song Anchen didn't think it was too unbelievable.

Jiang Xuehe's personality is completely opposite, no matter whether he has deep thoughts or not, he is undoubtedly the type who is not very good at getting close to people.

But with Yan Guiqiu, she broke the rules.

Even her best friend with Yan Guiqiu would occasionally quarrel with her because of her personality, but Jiang Xuehe, who was almost a stranger, never showed dissatisfaction or impatience.

Song Anchen also thought that this might be due to Jiang Xuehe's polite and gentle personality, but now she also realized it.

If Jiang Xuehe really felt unhappy or dissatisfied, she had a hundred ways to stay away from Yan Guiqiu, or send her away from a safe distance.

But the fact is that Jiang Xuehe didn't.

Not only did she not stay away, she also acquiesced and even condoned Yan Guiqiu to rush into her boundaries.

On the surface, it looks like this is a mutual love, a two-way rush, and everyone is happy.

But is there really such a coincidence in the world?

And it happened to such a rational person as Jiang Xuehe.

"Furthermore, Yunhua City is not a big city, and the weather is not usually too good. Whether it is economy, transportation, education, or cultural atmosphere, it is not a particularly good place. If it is close to the old house of our family, it is farther south. Yuan is better in every way—have you ever thought about why she came to Yunhua City?" Song Anchen asked.

Yan Guiqiu held the biscuit in his mouth, paused for a moment, bit it down, smiled, and comforted his friend: "The city also pays attention to eye contact, who can say that clearly. Maybe we have a good understanding."

There is a heart-to-heart connection, this kind of statement is something that even Yan Guiqiu himself doesn't believe, and it can be used as a joke at most.

But she never doubted Jiang Xuehe.

First, she has been away from home for too long, and she has nothing to ask for. Second, she has always practiced what she likes, and she will not deliberately care about gains and losses when she makes sacrifices. Even if Jiang Xuehe does not respond, she will not be angry or angry. give up easily.

If Jiang Xuehe took the initiative to respond, it would be too late for her to be happy.

After Yan Guiqiu and Jiang Xuehe went to taste the food twice, the gallery was finally tidied up, the front exhibition hall was decorated, and the time for the official opening was set. For this reason, Yan Guiqiu went back to school to distribute flyers.

When she came back, she saw Jiang Xuehe calling outside, and vaguely heard words like "Yunhua City".

Yan Guiqiu didn't mean to eavesdrop, but Jiang Xuehe had already seen her, waved at her, and walked over.

"I think Yunhua City is pretty good here, and I don't plan to change places for the time being." Jiang Xuehe said to the person on the phone, "Thank you for your kindness, and I will definitely come to visit you in person next time I have time."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Xuehe hung up the phone, and seemed relieved to see Yan Guiqiu.

"It may be a little late for dinner tonight, and I need your help." Jiang Xuehe pointed to the direction of the studio behind, and said, "I forgot to close the window when I went out this morning, and a wild cat ran in and made a mess of things. Clean up."

The gallery is a shop that runs from north to south and also functions as a private house. The front faces the main road, and it leads directly to the inner side of the community when you walk to the end. It also provides a small yard. The east window of the studio is facing the corner of the yard. The courtyard wall is low and there are wild cats. It's not unusual to climb in.

Yan Guiqiu followed Jiang Xuehe into the studio.

The inside was in a mess, the easel fell to the ground, the water in the vase was spilled all over the floor, and the pink flowers were also ravaged|torn beyond recognition. Fortunately, the valuables have been locked in the cabinet. Except for a few scratches, there is nothing left The loss was just that the wooden box inside was knocked over, and there was a scene of celestial maidens scattering flowers in the cabinet.

"I called the master to seal the window tomorrow." Jiang Xuehe said, "Just pick up the easel, vase and those few tubes of paint and put them on the table, and put the broken things there. I will clean them later."

Jiang Xuehe went to tidy up the things in the cabinet, Yan Guiqiu lifted the vase, inserted the only intact flower on the ground, and then went to pick up other things.

As soon as the door of the cabinet not far away was opened, there was a bang sound, and the wooden box rolled to the ground, bringing down a few pieces of white paper.

Yan Guiqiu subconsciously turned his head and took a look. Seeing that Jiang Xuehe avoided in time and was not hit, he breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to catch the white paper that floated over.

The paper is about 16K in size, the back is blank, slightly yellowed, and feels a bit like sketch paper.

Yan Guiqiu didn't think much about it, subconsciously turned over and took a look.

Jiang Xuehe on the other side picked up the nearby paper, glanced at it briefly, and found that one sheet was missing, so he subconsciously looked back.

The two stagnate at the same time.

What is drawn on the paper, one knows well, and the other can see clearly——

Black and white pencil sketch of Wild Goose Returning to Autumn.

The girl in the windbreaker and trousers turned slightly sideways, talking to the person next to her, but she could see most of her face clearly.

Next to the hem of Pianfei's windbreaker, there is a word "geese" written in flamboyant patterns, followed by a question mark lightly.

The inscription in the lower right corner is a "crane".

Date, four years ago.