Chang Yu never thought that he and Ji Yaoguang could still sit here and drink coffee peacefully.

"Are you okay?" She couldn't say anything. She could only look down at her haggard reflection on the glass table, and occasionally raised her eyes when she collided with Ji Yaoguang's sight, and then hurriedly avoided it. When did she become so timid and hurried?

When the phone rang, Ji Yaoguang looked at the name flashing on the screen and chuckled, her brows and eyes were full of gentle tenderness. In three years, another feeling has accumulated on her body, and her willfulness has long been replaced by decent warmth. The gentleness at the beginning belonged to me alone, but now she is smiling gently for whom? Chang Yu's heart couldn't help but feel this kind of thought, her throat was blocked by a soreness, she looked down at the ripples in the cup.

"See you later." Ji Yaoguang ended the call with four gentle words.

"I'm leaving now." When she raised her head to face Chang Yu again, her eyes flashed with crystal light.

"Yeah." Chang Yu nodded gently.

"We..." Ji Yaoguang hesitated a little. When she met Chang Yu's joyful eyes, she continued, "Are we friends?"

Shaking her hand holding the spoon, she repeated the word again: "Yeah."

A cold, alienated, and simple word.

After Ji Yaoguang left, he did not appear again for nearly half a month.

I captured the dynamics about her from the Internet, and watched her full of energy and smile.

After leaving me, did you have a good time? The smile on Chang Yu's face became less and less, as if she had just walked into the sun, and was embedded in the gloomy little world.

One after another, the clear rain shrouded the whole world in a faint curtain. The oncoming spring breeze carried a smell of damp earth, and Chang Yu walked on the road to the cemetery holding an umbrella. His thin sweater seemed to be unable to withstand the chill. The front of the stele was clean as if being swept by someone, and the flowers placed there still brought crystal clear rain and dew. Standing in front of the monument with an umbrella, she was the only one left in the entire quiet garden. Tears suddenly came out of her eyes and fell into the collar along her pale cheeks.

Chang Yu didn't know how long she had stood in the cemetery, and she didn't even know that someone had been watching longer behind her.

The dusk of rainy day came earlier than usual, and the sky and the earth were dim before six o'clock. The atmosphere of this rainy day is depressed, like a mountain weighing heavily on my heart, wandering the street like a lonely soul, and finally folded into a bar, the emotions surging in my heart, there is no way to come except to get drunk Expelled.

In a daze, she seemed to hear someone sigh slightly: "Hey, you are not like yourself at all. Of course, what qualifications do I have to say?"

When Chang Yu woke up, she saw Josie at home. She did not return to the bookstore, but in the familiar old home. The photo frame with her parents still remained. Rubbing her temples that were swollen with a hangover, she took the water glass that Josie handed over, and asked in a hoarse voice: "When did you come here? Did you send me back?"

Josie shook her head and was silent.

Chang Yu's heart suddenly thumped. Could it be that something ridiculous happened after being drunk? Her face was suddenly pale with fright at the thought of her.

"It's not me, it's her." Josie sighed.

It goes without saying who this "she" refers to.

"You still love her. If you can't let it go, why not give yourself a chance? She has a play in Longxing Film and Television City. I think you should be more familiar with that place than me." Josie said flatly, sometimes she This bystander didn't understand why they came to this point. If Ji Yaoguang really abandoned Chang Yu completely, how could he return to this place? The news in the media is true and false, but most people ignore the truth. When it comes to this point, it can be said to be all, it depends on Chang Yu's own choice.

"I need to be quiet." Chang Yu closed his eyes, as if the dimness in front of him could melt everything that happened in the past.

She thought that after she quit this circle, she was completely isolated from the studio.

Sitting on the bench in the opposite park, she looked at the strange and familiar place through the lights, and the scenes of the past were shown like slides in front of her eyes.

"Don't wait for Ji Yaoguang to chase you, what if she is tired?"

"Do you really feel that you are not at all wrong? Three years is not enough for you to sort out your mind?"

"Recognize the reality, Chang Yu, you can't forget her."

...

Before setting off, she still consulted Josie's opinion. She sent out one sentence after another, which seemed to be a kind of wavering and encouragement. The word fate is the most wonderful. When she decided to take the first step, she saw people talking and laughing under the street lights in the park.

Ji Yaoguang.

These three words are like a thorn stuck in the heart.

And the young girl who took Ji Yaoguang's arm and even wanted to jump on her back was like a pusher, submerging the thorn in the flesh little by little. There were no scars on the bright surface, but the inside was riddled with holes. . This feeling is even more uncomfortable than when I saw Ji Yaoguang have various scandals with people, because now she has completely lost the room for questioning even if she cares, and can only watch her being intimate with others.

So... Isn't planning to find a partner just to deal with a lie in the media? Is this girl with bright smile and shy eyes the one she wants to protect?

When Ji Yaoguang passed by his side, Chang Yu suddenly bowed his head.

"Hey, Senior Sister, I think that person looks like Goddess Chang just now?" He had already walked far side by side, but such a sentence floated in the wind from a distance. When he raised his head again, he met Ji Yaoguang's bright and calm eyes. The girl who had originally hung on Ji Yaoguang was quiet and duty-bound, keeping a close distance from her. "Really Goddess Chang!" There was surprise and surprise in the small voice.

"You run so far--" Ji Yaoguang's words suddenly changed, "Will you run so far to take a walk?"

Driving for nearly an hour, where can’t you go for a walk? Who has this leisurely feeling? Chang Yu pursed his lips and said nothing.

"You have dinner? Let's go together." Ji Yaoguang made the invitation casually.

Pretending to be confused, isn't she Chang Yu this kind of person? The surging emotions converged in an instant when he glared at Ji Yaoguang, a cold and indifferent "um", as if agreeing to her invitation was a kind of charity.

"Jiang Yusheng, who is also a big Z, can be regarded as your direct school girl, and play a play with me."

"Chang Yu, I think you know it without introducing you."

Next, Chang Yu didn't hear a word of the words introduced by Ji Yaoguang. She just stared at Jiang Yusheng and watched her and the waiter order not to add any coriander or chili. Seeing that when Ji Yaoguang picked up the wine glass, she eagerly snatched it - it was obviously her business, but in the end it became the responsibility of other people, and both of them were content, and suddenly they couldn't find their own place. Everywhere, even if the dishes in front of me are all my favorite, it tastes dull.

Under Jiang Yusheng's admonition, Ji Yaoguang didn't drink any alcohol.

But Chang Yu drank a lot of wine, his blurred eyes, in the cold night breeze blowing on his face, only found the coldness of the past.

"Did you drive here?"

"I came by car."

"How are you going back."

"I will drive back."

"Can you drive now?"

"I can drive back, I'll go back by myself."

Pushing Ji Yaoguang away, Chang Yu's steps in high heels were a little unstable, and he staggered and fell to the ground. It seems that alcohol not only makes her heart numb, but also the pain in her feet is insignificant. She stumbled to her feet, stretched out her hand to tuck her hair, and without looking at Ji Yaoguang, she staggered towards the parking place. Both body and mind began to chill, and the dangling hair blocked the blurred vision. Chang Yu controlled the thought of looking back, biting his whitish lip and moving on.

"What should you do if you get caught for drunk driving like this?"

"Then be caught."

"What if it is photographed by the media? They have to talk nonsense again."

"Then let them say."

"You didn't know it hurt when you fell, right?"

This sentence stopped Chang Yu's footsteps. She turned her head back abruptly, staring at Ji Yaoguang a little fiercely: "I don't know! I can't die."

"Don't make a fuss, I will send you back." The tone was thick and helpless.

"Whoever makes a fuss, you go to send someone off, I don't care about it."

"Heh, do you think I rarely care about you?" Ji Yaoguang snorted coldly, and it took almost a lot of effort to get Chang Yu into the car.

Half awake and half drunk, where I didn't know my ridiculous words and deeds, this kind of thing like drunk pretending to be crazy, after all he did it really. Chang Yu rarely indulges herself. In the car, she slowly closed her eyes while listening to soothing music. At least at this moment, she was by her side. At least at this time, she could be willful once, right?

——Your calmness and self-restraint end up becoming a **** to your relationship.

Josie said so, even Bian Yuting mentioned it.

The stamina wine blended with the chaotic thoughts. In a trance, it seemed that someone was touching her forehead lightly. Opening her misty eyes just saw Ji Yaoguang's face not far from her. Fearing that this dream would be shattered, Chang Yu hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and a soft sigh echoed in his ears.

The warm touch was like an illusion she had born out of desire.

The sprained ankle was a little red and swollen, and Chang Yu half-closed his eyes while lying on the sofa, watching Ji Yaoguang from his slightly opened eyes. Is she drunk? No, at least her consciousness was sober at the moment. She slowly felt the dull pain in her feet and heart. Jiang Yusheng was always holding Ji Yaoguang's picture in her mind, lingering.

When Ji Yaoguang approached with the medicine cabinet, she heard her hoarse, pretendingly cold voice: "You can go back." Of course, Ji Yaoguang ignored her. The ice cubes brought out a chill in her palm, covering the redness and swelling. Little by little, he slipped on his ankle, and Chang Yu took a breath and fell silent. "Be careful when you walk." Ji Yaoguang's voice was a little bit irritating, and it fell in Chang Yu's ears at this time, and her taste changed unconsciously. As the spirits slowly faded away from the face after the red tide, the face became pale in a moment.

"It would be nice if you stay away from me." With a sigh, Chang Yu pursed his lips and continued to talk duplicity.

"Really?" Ji Yaoguang paused with her hand. She raised her head to see Chang Yu's expression. She curled up on the sofa and was trapped in the shadow of the light, unable to see her expression clearly. After these two words were uttered, neither of them spoke any more, and the quiet atmosphere permeated. It was no longer the kind of cozy meeting, but a kind of sadness.

Chang Yu could feel the right strength from her ankles. She closed her eyes and judged what happened by listening to the movement from the room. The thumping footsteps sounded a little anxious, and the empty room fell silent again with the squeak of the door opening. There was no sound from the surroundings, I could only hear myself gasping in a low voice. Chang Yu suddenly opened her eyes, pressing her hand on the sofa, looking around anxiously, as if looking for someone else, but in the end she found nothing.

She came, she left again, leaving only this lonely room.

Chang Yu hugged his knees with his hands, buried his head in it, and then raised his head after a long time, bursting into an ugly smile. So anxious to go back, should someone be waiting? Now that she has reached this point, what is she still hoping for? Even if there is a change of heart, it is understandable, after all, it is the person she pushed out in person.

After a long while, her feet stepped on the ground, and the tingling pain came to her heart. Chang Yu rubbed her eyes. She moved slowly towards her room, and there were too many memories in it. Isn’t it time to put everything to the fore, and to cut off all thoughts? Chang Yu had been doing the simple act of opening the door for a long time, and she kept reaching out to wipe her tears. The silent cry slowly turned into a low choking, and her body slammed into the door, isolating everything in the living room.

Unexpectedly, he fell into a warm embrace.

People who thought they had already left are actually hiding behind this door.

"Do you think I am gone?" A soft sigh sounded in your ears.

"Jiang Yusheng is just my primary school girl, a friend, there is no other relationship between us. When will you be persistent?"

"I told you that I hadn't seen you for a long time, just let you answer ‘I miss you’, but what about you? What answer did you give me after hesitating for so long?"

"Actually, I'm not doing well at all, so are you?"

...

The warm breath pressed against the pinna, almost burning her whole person. Chang Yu looked down at his hands, and suddenly all his feelings disappeared. She turned around abruptly and hugged Ji Yaoguang. The two bodies were tightly attached to each other tightly and could not accommodate any slits.

"I'm sorry, I love you." It's hard to describe the state of being so backward and backward, and the stubborn person finally chose to be honest once.

"What did you say? I didn't hear it." Ji Yao lightly curled her lips.

Chang Yu didn't say a word, and there were still tears in her eyes. Reaching out her hand to hold Ji Yaoguang's face, staring at her was almost greedy, and after a long while she actively kissed Ji Yaoguang.

The heartfelt confession was expressed in the charming and ambiguous.

"I love you."

The author has something to say: one second is over, no more.

The line of vice cp is actually not considered vice cp (in the setting, everyone else is the background board, no beginning and no end are like people passing by, and I want to tell the story of two people) Have a chance to open a short story.

I am a sweet writer, and I will never be.

Finally, the new article "After Marriage with a Rival in Love" will be published in mid or late April, and those who are interested can poke into the column for collection~