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The sun at three o'clock in the afternoon was a bit tired, and Zhen Yi stood under the sycamore tree on the side of the road and waited for his words.

Although Cui Fei's suicide case is unconscionable, he has no doubts. The police closed the case with suicide.

Zhen Yi was in a bad mood, waiting to find a job by the time the court tried.

A gentleman who loves philosophy (neuropathy) says: "If you are obsessed with something paranoid, understand it and be part of it."

So Zhen Yi applied for the assistant reporter of Dicheng Daily and didn't want to hit it in one fell swoop. She was about to join the reporter she once rejected.

After getting the offer today, she remembered that she hadn't exercised for a long time and wanted to play baseball. She said that the car was broken and asked her to give her a speech.

Someone doesn't look at her expression, just listen to the sound and know that she is lying, but still ...

While waiting, the phone rang.

It is An Yao who wants to meet her. She has to participate in several surgeries recently, and only has time this afternoon. But Zhenyi has already made an appointment, so I have to make an appointment next week.

Three points out of three.

Zhen Yi bent down and moved her hair close to the small mirror next to someone else's car.

After not being a lawyer, she was young overnight. No makeup, no dress code, T-shirt, candy shorts, baseball cap, ponytail, simple and refreshing, like college students.

Still looking in the mirror, I heard a whistle.

Words are coming!

She straightened up in joy and turned back.

No.

The window shook down and Yin Duo smiled broadly: "Where is the taller one?"

"Become a reporter." Zhen Yi smiled, his eyes rolled, and immediately she was close, "If the senior student will be interviewed later, please contact me first. The number has not changed."

"Then you reporter is too easy to do good relations with me."

"Are our relations bad?" Zhen Yite was attentive and smiled like a flower.

She is baby-faced, and without makeup and simple dress, she returned to her school days; she is not much different from middle school.

He vaguely remembered that when he was in physical education class in his second year of high school, walking on the playground, he suddenly felt something behind him, staggering, lumpy, like an animal.

He stopped and looked back.

The running girl slammed into his arms, steaming.

She shakes to fall.

He hurried to hold, holding a slender and delicate wrist, warm, wet, and sweaty.

That year, she was extremely short and her forehead only reached his chest.

She looked up stunned and ran away tiredly, her expression was blank, her eyes were black and white, and the water spirit was like a mist.

He was stunned.

Her lips were chapped and her mouth opened, and she wanted to say thank you, but she grinned and gave him a big smile. She broke free, waved her hand, and continued running with her waist bar.

The girl's T-shirt and short skirt are colorful, painted with graffiti, written in colorful "zhenyi" and "words", and painted with heart. With her pace, the short skirt fluttered in the wind.

"What is she running?"

"She was chasing the speechless words in the junior high school, which messed up the class and was punished by the teacher for 10 laps."

"10 laps?"

4000 meters. The high school boys' sports test only ran 1000 meters.

It's been 12 years, and the little teacher and sister are so big.

Yin Duo's smile converged and his tone was serious: "Zhen Yi, I admire what you do."

"Eh? What do you admire as a reporter?"

"What you surrendered."

"It shouldn't be any more, is it a mistake?"

"No. If it's me, I'm afraid I can't bear everything I have now. So, I admire you."

Zhen Yi was exaggerated.

Yin Duo just wanted to say goodbye. A white car in the rearview mirror slowly approached. He thought about it and waved at Zhenyi.

"Oh, this is the phone in my office, and the mailbox." He took the business card out of the trash box, and Zhen Yi bent down and leaned over to the window to pick it up.

Yange stopped the car. In the line of sight, Zhen Yi leaned over and leaned his arm against the window of Yin Duo's car, smiling broadly. She was dressed like summer, her waist was thin, and her bare legs were straight and slender.

He looked at it for a moment and lowered his eyes.

Yin Duo smiled: "Leave. Need help, remember to find me."

Zhen Yi waved goodbye, inserted his business card into his **** pocket, turned around, and saw a white car parked a few meters away. The people inside were still and could not see clearly.

Um, just now I should have thought, where would his whistle sound? The smile she prepared was given to Yin Duo in vain.

Through the window glass, she could not see his look clearly, only to feel that he was quiet and silent.

Zhen Yi leaned against his car and knocked on the window.

The glass fell and he looked as usual.

She was dissatisfied: "How long have you been here? You really are so silent, what's the matter with your mouth long?"

He sat silently, the sun shining through the glass and splashing on his perfect peaking nose.

She lowered her body, prostrated herself in front of his window, and teased: "Did you come to kiss when your mouth grows?"

He squinted, seeing her tilt her head and smirking, ponytail swept on her thin shoulders, and there were a few clusters jumping in the sun, shining brightly. She bit her lips lightly, applying jelly-colored lip gloss, and looked soft and beeping.

She is the best at flirting.

Yange's eyes fixed on her face, but her hand opened the door quietly and pushed it gently; Zhen Yi stepped back, her head leaning lightly on the window.

"It hurts." She covered her head and shouted exaggeratedly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He kindly pushed the door and got out of the car. He raised his body and looked down at her suddenly. His expression was uncertain, and the aura was improper.

Zhen Yi stepped back weakly and laughed, "It's not a lie to you."

"I think so too." He moved the corner of his mouth, walked his long legs to the other side, opened the co-pilot door, "Get in the car."

"Eh." Zhen Yi slipped around the smoke and walked up, and along the way, how did he think he was a little arrogant today.

He always looked calm, and at one moment, he asked, "Why did you meet Prosecutor Yin here?"

"He passed by." Zhen Yi didn't feel the difference. "Just, the reporter is also a business that needs connections. After a while, I will do the interview alone, and the previous network can be used."

His attention was drawn to the word "alone": "Is interviewing Prosecutor Yin alone?"

"Well. Senior Yin is very nice and willing to help." Zhen Yi leaned against the window, holding her cheek. "Well, Yang Zi's ambiguous man is not very reliable every time, if there is a senior like Yin People are just fine. "

She was content with herself, and the more she said, the more beautiful she was, the young and talented, the personality was okay, the principle in business was strong, and she could n’t keep pace; she was humorous and gentle in her personal affairs. . "

Yan Yan squeezed her lips, her eyes darkened, her long fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly, and took a deep breath, imperceptibly, but inexplicably still not very comfortable.

He doesn't understand the advantages she listed, so he will not refute it.

But, "Senior." His tone was gentle, and there was faint tension. "I'm one level higher than you. How come you shouted all day long, not big or small."

Zhen Yi was surprised, eh? What's wrong with him today?

When I thought back, she didn't seem to call him a senior from the beginning ...

"Don't you get used to shouting at first. Do you mind?" Thinking about his old and weird personality, maybe I really care about calling this kind of thing.

"Don't mind." He told the truth. Every few seconds, he objectively stated the facts. "Xiao Ke said that in the martial arts novels, no one was with Xiaoshimei."

After that, I felt inexplicably smooth.

Zhen Yi speculated for a moment, widening her eyes in surprise: "Speaking, shouldn't you be jealous?"

Someone's face stiffened: "No."

"Je jealous, jealous, you are jealous." Zhen Yi is too happy, like winning the first prize, laughed, I really want to hug him madly rubbing his face not to let go, considering that he is driving, he can only forget to pedal After putting on his shoes, he hooked it on his lap.

The expression silently ignored her.

She was more active, toes hooked his legs, "Don't be jealous, you don't know, I like you the most. I only like you."

He has heard similar things countless times, and like every time, he is slightly confused. But the surface is not panic.

Zhen Yi deflated his mouth, not discouraged, and hooked his toes towards the inside of his thigh, so flexible that he grabbed and rubbed.

Her toes are slightly cool, his skin is slightly hot, and there is a thin layer of summer clothes. The imagination in it is ambiguous and enchanting.

"Zhen Yi." His voice was clear, with a hint of prohibition.

But she was arrogant and arrogant, and when you got him right, where would she be afraid?

The toes scratched deeper provocatively, and said shamelessly and shamelessly, "Huh, do you feel uncomfortable?"

This question will never be answered.

In front, a flower ball suddenly popped out on the wide road, and the children on the road ran, and the words immediately braked.

Zhen Yiguang's bare feet slammed into Yan's legs ...

The full and warm touch of the tip of the toe is beyond words ...

Zhen Yi's blood was boiling.

Ao ~

The temperature inside the cabin rose subtly.

Very pale pink appeared on the fair-skinned face, and the deadly thing was still calm, turning her head to look at her quietly: "Don't you take your feet away?"

Zhen Yi blushed, her eyes were shining, her ears came together and she didn't hear: "Ah? What are you saying? Do you want to help me wear shoes?"

It's brazen.

The horsetail flicked around his neck and moved around, like a little squirrel's hair, so soft and elastic that it tickled him a little. Near her lips, her ears were as small as jade, and the afternoon sunlight spilled in through the window glass, illuminating the skin around her neck.

His heart was quiet.

Zhen Yi only waited a few seconds, then turned back and brushed her hair slightly in front of him.

She was kidding, let him touch her shoes and feet with this heavy cleanliness, this is not his life?

When he was about to find shoes, he held her ankle and ironed it in his palm.

He leaned down, picked up the canvas shoes she had kicked off, untied the shoelace slowly, holding her little feet in her big hands, and slowly put them in.

Zhen Yi trembles.

In the dazzling afternoon sunlight, he lowered his eyebrows and looked quiet and quiet, and pulled her shoelaces well, worrying that she would run later, a little tighter, but still comfortable; white long fingers slapped the shoelaces clean Knot, seeing that the strap is too long, maybe worried about her tripping and tied it again.

If so, wear the second one.

The streets are quiet.

The car was quiet and silent.

She felt that the ankle was hot in his palm and spread to the apex of the heart.

He has been self-denying and calm, and she has seen it many times.

She always does something out of the ordinary, always makes some rude requests, he will always do this, as if she can't help her, and doesn't mind, more like ... connivance.

Perhaps, in fact, she is willing to be crazy, he is willing to spoil.

Yes. His good, only she knows. Unhappy, he will carry her; happy, he will accompany her. She has so many strange ideas, so many whimsical foolishness, he never refused, and has always been tolerant.

She already felt it was enough.

Putting on her shoes, he folded her feet slightly and put them down, and when she leaned over, her arms were wrapped up and wrapped around his neck.

He stood still for a long time.

The console was close, and he would earn her when he moved her, and eventually knocked herself.

She was close to his ears, delicate and soft: "Don't be jealous, don't you know, I only like you."

Her self-talking skills are getting better and better.

In silence, he whispered, "I know."

Zhen Yi was stunned for a while, but for some reason she was blushing for this sentence.

After getting off the car, Zhen Yi asked, "Do you just watch? Do you want me to teach you to play baseball?"

He shook his head.

"Not interested? Others will do."

He thought back a little, yeah, tennis ping pong and basketball volleyball, she is all sorts of things. In the school age, classroom and physical education classes were her paradise.

He still remembers how she jumped up and down on the playground, full of life.

"Speech, you need to exercise more." Zhen Yi has already turned around to warm up. "Like you, be careful of getting dementia in the future."

"Like you, be careful to get ADHD in the future," he said.

"Hah?" Zhen Yi snorted and laughed, "You are too cute." She smiled and covered her belly, unable to stand up.

He looked at her like a young sapling in the wind, he didn't understand it, and he didn't find it funny, but it didn't prevent him from like to see how she smiled with her teeth open.

"Speech, you really need exercise. If you don't like it ... well, then you should find a girlfriend." She pointed at herself, frowning. "Exercise in bed, I'll be your coach."

"..."

He blushed slightly, pursing his lips: "Zhen Yi, are you ashamed?"

"Yeah! So you understand what I'm talking about?" She held her hands back, leaned her head closer to him and looked at him, mischievous and elven.

"..."

Anyao got off work and went to the parking lot to pick up the car. It's fine in the afternoon, and I haven't made an appointment with Zhen Yi. I can go back and speak with him. If you drive faster, you can cook dinner for him.

Pressing the key, the white Ferrari flashed, and the Yan Jia gave her the engagement.

For her, it's too shocking.

She still likes her little Honda. But mother Xu said that the car was going to be damaged for her. A car caused rumors in the hospital, but she didn't care.

Opening the door, someone behind her called her: "An Yao."

Middle school alumni, somehow will meet here. The students she hides the most from these years are her high school classmates. She did n’t want to have contact with her seniors, juniors and sisters.

"It's you." An Yao pursed her lips, gentle but indifferent, and didn't mean to talk.

"Well." The classmates were not enthusiastic and glanced at her car. "Your fiancé's shot is really generous."

An Yao is not very proud, this is not what she cares about.

"Like the surname?" The man asked. "The words and Zhenyi come together again?"

"It will definitely be together," An Yao said.

"But what if they know what you are doing?"

"what?"

"Eight years ago, you said to Zhen Yi on KTV that you wouldn't go to the Imperial City and you would go abroad. But I accidentally heard from Teacher Qin that Yan Ge applied for a year delay. When Zhen Yi was in the third year of high school, he would stay in Shencheng she was."

"I also learned later." An Yao told the truth.

The man saw her calmly and sneered: "When the fire broke out, everyone thought that Zhen Yi was looking for words, but she was trapped in the bathroom. Later, when the fire broke out, the words came back to find Zhen Yi, and everyone told him that she heard He was going abroad and he was gone. The fire alarm sounded, and the squad leader asked Zhen Yi, it was you who said that she was gone first. You told everyone that. "

An Yao "huh", this is exactly what she wanted to confess to Zhen Yi. She did not verify the position of Zhen Yi, so she made a conclusive conclusion.

"An Yao, sitting at your side with the ambiguous Yang Zi who played with the monitor at the time, I saw her kicking Zhen Yi's bag and mobile phone under the sofa. Will Zhen Yi take it with you if you leave? You didn't see Yang Zi Little moves? "

An Yao was shocked: "I didn't see it."

"I didn't see it. It was you who said that Zhen Yi wasn't there. So," the other person showed his true face. "I hope you will give me some benefits."

"Oh." An Yao chuckled, "Sorry, I'm ready to confess to Zhen Yi about these things."

"What?" The man was surprised, a little angry.

"Without determining where she is, she maliciously said that she was gone. This is the most shameful thing I have done in my life," a ghost in my childhood became a spiritual stain of my life.

"I will confess to Zhen Yi, and ask her to forgive me. I am not as sure as you said. I am embarrassed. That accident caught fire, and I misunderstood to make them misunderstand. But when the words left, I went to Zhen I got it. "

"But Zhen Yi was no longer there, and was rescued by someone else." The classmates were melancholy. "No one knows that you tried to save her. As long as I say it, everyone will know that you are young and heartbroken and want to kill Zhen meaning."

"I haven't." She still Tanda.

"What I want you to do is to raise your hand." The popularity asked badly.

An Yao shook his head decisively: "I won't be threatened by you. If you want to say it, it's their business to believe it or not. In short, I didn't want to kill Zhen Yi, and I have always regretted the momentary misconception.

She turned to leave, but the man refused to let go: "You are really open, but you don't remember another thing that happened that day?"

An Yao's footsteps stagnate, the hand holding the key trembles slightly, and her pretty face gradually pales.

Why don't you remember?

The fire was terrible, and she was terrified. The whole KTV went to Zhen Yi and was finally dragged out by the firefighters.

Fearing and blaming herself, she immediately ran to Zhen Yi's house, hoping she was there, then apologized to her and explained it to her. When it passed the abandoned factory, it was a bit late

An Yao pinched her nails white and closed her eyes. She still remembered the feeling that life was better than death. She was blocked, her tears drained, and she was tortured over and over.

After seeing Zhen Yi 8 years later, she was reminded again and again that she instinctively hoped that Zhen Yi would not be near. But, Yan Xu's brother is happy.

She despised the careful thoughts she had made, and that was the modern newspaper. How could she blame anyone?

And at this moment, the person behind was extremely cruel, walked behind her, leaned close to her ear, and asked, word by word: "An Yao, if your fiancé knows you have been insulted, how would he think of you?

Tears came down.

She is too sorry! What a pity! What a pity!

Why did she fail to give her the most complete and beautiful woman she loves.

Every time she thought of this, she felt terribly painful.

But at this moment her heart was very calm, gently wiped the tears from her face and smiled:

"He already knew."

As much pain as there is happiness.

"I won't do anything that is not worthy of words. Don't think about threats, I won't help you. I don't care about money, fame, or profit. Because I'm so proud now, look down."

She didn't look back and left by car.

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