Oh.Yan Xinran also chuckled, I called you today because I wanted to tell you something.
What's up?
Well... Brother Feng and I will be engaged next month.
... Ye Sang's body was slightly stiff, and the smile at the corner of his lips slowly closed.
You also know that I have no friends. You and Huo Jinting are my only friends. He can't arrive, but I hope you can come.
Ye Sang's lips opened slightly, thinking that she must have arrived, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could only squeeze out one word for a while.
good.
Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been rotten in the mud for the rest of my life.
...Thank her?What are you thanking for?She had never helped her, and everything was won by herself!And what about her...
Ye Sang's lips shook, and he tried to raise the corners of his lips, and squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying. You're welcome.
After saying that, she slowly put down her phone, and also cared about whether Yan Xinran had something to say over there, and hung up the phone.
When Wu Hao saw her, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to cry but not cry. He asked with some concern: What's wrong?Who is it?
It's Yan Xinran.
What did she tell you?Your face looks so ugly?
She... is going to get engaged to Jiang Jinfeng, next month.
... Wu Hao immediately realized why something was wrong with her and didn't know what to say in an instant.
Ye Sang suddenly turned around and looked out the window, and said in a faint voice: I want to go to the old house to see it.
……good.
20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of the old house of Huo Jinting's family.
Before Wu Hao could turn off the engine, Ye Sang opened the car door with the keys that had been turned out and walked towards the old door in diameter.
Her steps were busy and messy, and she stumbled to the front and back of the door, picked up the large rusty lock, and inserted the key with her hands trembling.
With a light "click", the lock opened. She pushed open the door hard, and saw that this place that had not been there for almost two years was covered with fallen leaves, and even the weeds had poked out.
But these did not affect the luxuriance of the peach tree in the yard, and the branches were covered with fruits that had begun to ripen.
The sunset light passed through the green leaves and fell on the ground. Yesang seemed to see the square table under the tree, and even the air was filled with the fragrance of fried meat...
His vision suddenly blurred, and tears surged out of his eyes without warning, and it became more and more fierce.
Ye Sang trembled his lips and walked step by step under the peach tree. His knees softened, he knelt on the ground, burst into tears...
Wu Hao stood at the door, looking at Ye Sang who was kneeling on the ground and crying, his eyes were astringent and painful.
It's almost two years... She finally accepted the reality...
But it has been so long that she has accepted the reality that Lao Huo may not come back. How long will it take to forget Lao Huo?
****
Four years later.
When Ye Sang came out of the company, just after nine o'clock, the bitter cold wind made her shrink her shoulders, allowing her to instinctively pull the scarf on her neck higher.
Two days ago, City S ushered in the first snow. As a typical southern city, it is rare to snow just in December, which also means that this winter will be particularly cold this year.
She refused her colleague's kindness to send her off for a ride, put her hands, which were frozen a little stiff, into Nizi's pocket, and rushed to the bus stop not far away. After a few minutes, the bus arrived.
Maybe it was because it was cold, but at 9 o'clock in the evening, the bustling carriage seemed a little deserted, so seven or eight people sat in scattered.
What's up?
Well... Brother Feng and I will be engaged next month.
... Ye Sang's body was slightly stiff, and the smile at the corner of his lips slowly closed.
You also know that I have no friends. You and Huo Jinting are my only friends. He can't arrive, but I hope you can come.
Ye Sang's lips opened slightly, thinking that she must have arrived, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could only squeeze out one word for a while.
good.
Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been rotten in the mud for the rest of my life.
...Thank her?What are you thanking for?She had never helped her, and everything was won by herself!And what about her...
Ye Sang's lips shook, and he tried to raise the corners of his lips, and squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying. You're welcome.
After saying that, she slowly put down her phone, and also cared about whether Yan Xinran had something to say over there, and hung up the phone.
When Wu Hao saw her, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to cry but not cry. He asked with some concern: What's wrong?Who is it?
It's Yan Xinran.
What did she tell you?Your face looks so ugly?
She... is going to get engaged to Jiang Jinfeng, next month.
... Wu Hao immediately realized why something was wrong with her and didn't know what to say in an instant.
Ye Sang suddenly turned around and looked out the window, and said in a faint voice: I want to go to the old house to see it.
……good.
20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of the old house of Huo Jinting's family.
Before Wu Hao could turn off the engine, Ye Sang opened the car door with the keys that had been turned out and walked towards the old door in diameter.
Her steps were busy and messy, and she stumbled to the front and back of the door, picked up the large rusty lock, and inserted the key with her hands trembling.
With a light "click", the lock opened. She pushed open the door hard, and saw that this place that had not been there for almost two years was covered with fallen leaves, and even the weeds had poked out.
But these did not affect the luxuriance of the peach tree in the yard, and the branches were covered with fruits that had begun to ripen.
The sunset light passed through the green leaves and fell on the ground. Yesang seemed to see the square table under the tree, and even the air was filled with the fragrance of fried meat...
His vision suddenly blurred, and tears surged out of his eyes without warning, and it became more and more fierce.
Ye Sang trembled his lips and walked step by step under the peach tree. His knees softened, he knelt on the ground, burst into tears...
Wu Hao stood at the door, looking at Ye Sang who was kneeling on the ground and crying, his eyes were astringent and painful.
It's almost two years... She finally accepted the reality...
But it has been so long that she has accepted the reality that Lao Huo may not come back. How long will it take to forget Lao Huo?
****
Four years later.
When Ye Sang came out of the company, just after nine o'clock, the bitter cold wind made her shrink her shoulders, allowing her to instinctively pull the scarf on her neck higher.
Two days ago, City S ushered in the first snow. As a typical southern city, it is rare to snow just in December, which also means that this winter will be particularly cold this year.
She refused her colleague's kindness to send her off for a ride, put her hands, which were frozen a little stiff, into Nizi's pocket, and rushed to the bus stop not far away. After a few minutes, the bus arrived.
Maybe it was because it was cold, but at 9 o'clock in the evening, the bustling carriage seemed a little deserted, so seven or eight people sat in scattered.
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