[full-time master bg] I don't feel like smiling

The book stopped at the page where she saw him, and did not turn back.With half an hour left, she rested her chin and stared at the clouds outside the porthole.

Before the plane landed, she heard the little boy muttering to his mother: "Why is this sister looking out of the window motionless?"

His mother smiled, "Just like you think those are cotton candy, maybe this sister looked at the clouds and thought of something else."

"It's obviously more like cotton candy."

"In the eyes of grown-ups, it can look like anything." The little boy's mother told him, "Don't ask any more questions, this is someone else's secret, and you don't want your mother to secretly see your secret, right?"

"Okay, I won't ask."

Smiling, she pursed her lips and felt that the experience of sitting next to a polite child wasn't that bad.Perhaps it should be said that with such a sensible mother, the upbringing of children is not much worse.

She also found some truth in his mother's words.is not that right?It has the same meaning as Zhang Ailing's words: some things are obviously irrelevant, and I will think of him several times in my heart.

After the plane came to a complete stop on the tarmac, she smiled and waited peacefully for the other passengers in the cabin to leave first, and then got up to take off her luggage when there were fewer people, and walked up the aisle amidst the smiling farewell of the stewardess and stewardess.

Just after turning a corner, that familiar figure suddenly bumped into her eyes.

An Wenyi took the phone and turned it on, looking up as if feeling something, and nodded when he saw her coming out.

She was taken aback, but before she could respond, she heard him say, "Smile? It's really you."

"you…"

"I'll wait for you here." An Wenyi came up to help her carry her luggage, and walked towards the check-in direction together, "Long time no see, do you still remember me?"

She didn't dare to answer these words, because it was bound to be a lie.

How can you not remember?He is the one who looks at the mountains, he is the one who looks at the water, and he is the one who looks at the clouds. I think of him all the time, but it is too rude to say it.

Smiling, "I didn't expect to see you on the plane."

An Wenyi said, "It's a coincidence." He wanted to say that you haven't changed much, so he recognized you at the first sight, but he also felt rude, and the words stayed in his throat.

Most of her impressions are related to the teacher's habit of comparing two people.She is a very sensible person, An Wenyi also secretly compared the two, and finally thought that she was inferior to her.He had liked a girl in high school, but he still couldn't let go after breaking up, so he continued to use her account until he joined Xingxin, but he still couldn't let go of the account.

Because of this shemale account and his rough and unforgettable love history, those hearty people in the team often ridiculed him, and called it trash talk training.

…He does not need it.

Ah yes, besides that, her name is also clearly remembered.Whenever she laughed, there were always boys in the class booing and saying "smile".She has a good temper, and when she is in a good mood, the corners of her mouth twitch, and she asks the boy before, "Are you smiling now?"

Turning his eyes, seeing that he was also watching, the corners of his lips were suppressed "smiling three times".

At times like this, An Wenyi would feel that she was targeting him vaguely, but suffered from lack of any evidence.When I was in the third year of high school, I didn't see her very often after the division of subjects. After the college entrance examination, I only heard from the teacher that she volunteered to fill in a southern city.

The two were not familiar with each other before, but now they are walking side by side, which is actually a bit unnatural.An Wenyi then thought about it and asked her, "I heard that you volunteered to fill in the South, so it was City H?"

"That's right." Wan'er followed the words and asked him, "What about you? Why are you in City H?"

"I work here."

An Wenyi glanced at the phone, as if thinking of something, "Speaking of which, I don't have your contact information yet." The phone turned around and handed it to her, "Shall I exchange it?"

Wan'er thinks that he has bad intentions, but his goal is not her, so she can't figure it out.She smiled as if nothing had happened, took the phone and entered the number, and when she handed it back, she heard him ask again, "Are you busy later? If not, let's have some tea together?"

"Not busy." She thought for a while and said, "But I don't like drinking tea very much, can I drink alcohol?"

An Wenyi was stunned, "... yes."

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In the end, they chose a shop that offered both tea and wine, Wan Er ordered a bottle of beer, An Wenyi looked at the menu, and asked the boss for a pot of bitter tea.

With smiling and curious eyes, An Wenyi explained to her, "You can't drink alcohol because of work, it will affect your state."

So, logically, she asked about his work.

"Hmm...professional player."

She offered her opinion: "It's crazy, it doesn't feel like you."

An Wenyi did not respond to this sentence. He had a clear plan for his life and would not be shaken in the slightest by other people's opinions.

Wan Er just mentioned this, and then asked, "Is it fun?" After he nodded, he smiled and said, "I want to play too."

"Okay."

The two fell silent suddenly.

Wan'er guessed what he would ask, and waited for him to ask while drinking.But after waiting for a long time, the person sitting opposite still didn't ask anything.On the contrary, she couldn't hold her breath for a while, put down her wine glass, and looked up at him, "You want to hear about her from me?"

An Wenyi also felt a little embarrassed to ask others about her ex-girlfriend like this: "Actually, I just want to know how she is doing recently."

Smile felt prickly.

She was very sensible for a while, and decisively unblocked his Weibo.I thought things would be calm from now on, but perhaps because I had followed him before, Weibo recommended news about him to her.

Unable to resist clicking on it, I found out that it was a fan art written by a netizen, An Wenyi x Little Cold Hands.She read it with a huge question mark, clicked from one Weibo to another, and then clicked on the relevant homepage, and finally figured out what was going on.

It was cruel, after they broke up, her account could still form CP with him.Wan'er was jealous and irrational at the same time, so she used her trumpet to quietly pay attention to him.She told herself that using a trumpet was not her, and she herself was very calm.

Speaking of which, she had a good relationship with the original owner with cold hands in high school.But in the final analysis, it was she who harbored evil intentions and wondered what kind of person that dazzling being in his eyes was.

It's a pity that An Wenyi didn't seem to understand the mischief between the girls, thinking that they were still good friends, and even found an excuse to buy her a drink this time when they met, and wanted to find out about the other person.

"I'm sorry." Wan'er had a strange feeling of revenge at this time, she looked at the small self on the wine glass, as if seeing a vicious self.

He loves her, and you can't change it unless you tell him.

But why, she would not be reconciled, why must there be that dazzling existence in her secret love story?She didn't mind his dislike at all, but she cared very much about his liking.

She didn't want to do anything that would lead to their reunion.

Smiling, wanton to enjoy her own,

"I don't have a good relationship with her at all. I don't know her recent situation."

"There's nothing I can do to help you."

Smiling, he drank the last sip of wine unhurriedly, seeing An Wenyi stunned on the spot, for some reason, he lost his pleasure.He acted like a clown jumping on a beam, so couldn't he just quietly exit the stage in the end?

Without saying hello, she picked up her luggage and went out.

It was foggy outside, as if it was going to rain.