The autumn weather in Shanghai in October is crisp and clear. The sunshine is not dazzling but not gentle either. The leaves of the sycamore trees on the street are beginning to turn yellow. The Huangpu River in autumn has a mature flavor. A group of students carrying easels on their backs stopped by the river under the leadership of their teacher.
"Okay, next is Apple, look at this location..." the art teacher pointed to the real location on the screen while talking.
The wind on the riverside was so strong that the man couldn't open his eyes. He was wearing a black suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his swollen eyelids kept looking at the group of students.
Yang Yifeng didn't know why he actually rushed to Shanghai after listening to Zhou Han's words. He had always pushed Xiao Bu away. From avoiding the phone calls at the beginning to resisting not looking for her later, he was slowly getting better and better.
Back on his own track. In his opinion, Xiao Bu is always a child. A girl who has just started to fall in love will always be full of fantasies about love. What she is obsessed with is not herself in reality, but a support in her fantasy.
Yang Yifeng stood quietly by the river, looking at Xiaobu from a distance. She had grown up a bit, seemed taller, her face was rounder, and she dared to look directly at the people around her when talking to her. Of course, she smiled more often than before.
.She had a beautiful smile, and Yang Yifeng couldn't take her eyes off her.
Xiaobu was discussing the blue paint he bought yesterday with Zhong Hang, "Squad leader, this paint seems wrong, the color is different from the previous one..."
"Let me take a look," Zhong Hang took the paint from Xiaobu's hand and blocked the sun with his hand, "Well, it's not quite right, maybe it's because of a different brand... You can use mine first!" Zhong Hang put his own
Give her the blue paint.
"Thank you monitor~"
"Thank you, thank you. Didn't I tell you not to say thank you all the time?" Zhong Hang was a little embarrassed, "Fang Xiaobu, I'm going to treat you to dinner tonight. I heard that the night market here is very good. Let's go shopping?"
Xiaobu looked at him with big eyes, "Is it just me?"
"Yeah...do you appreciate it?"
"Well, okay then..." Xiaobu nodded. She was embarrassed to refuse. After all, Zhong Hang had helped her with a lot of things. Suddenly, when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure in the distance. She turned back and looked,
She felt excited in her heart, that person looked like Brother Yifeng, but... it was definitely not him.
Because of the distance, Xiao Bu did not recognize that the person was Yang Yifeng. But from Yang Yifeng's perspective, Xiao Bu and Zhong Hang were whispering very close to each other. At this moment, Yang Yifeng felt very confused. He was happy and disappointed at the same time.
What makes him happy is that the little girl has finally found the right person for him, and she will no longer pester him. What makes him feel disappointed is that he feels that a piece of flesh in his heart has been severely cut off, and the murderer is himself.
He turned around and left silently, "Okay, I came to Shanghai this time just to relax, that's all."
In Zhou Han's office, Yang Yifeng crossed her legs and enjoyed watching others busy while she was idle.
"Have you seen Xiaobu?" Zhou Han closed the document and asked seriously. Since he came all the way from Australia, he shouldn't come back empty-handed.
Yang Yifeng didn't answer. He took out a cigarette and flicked the lighter. The blue-purple flame erupted with infinite energy. He took a deep breath, and the smoke penetrated into his lungs, and was spit out again and again.
Come out. "Want one?" He gestured to Zhou Han, with a loneliness that couldn't be hidden in his words.
Zhou Han took the cigarette, picked up his lighter and lit it, took a few symbolic puffs and then placed it on the ashtray.
Yang Yifeng chuckled lightly, "I can understand if you don't go to bars or pick up girls. Don't tell me that you don't smoke or drink now, then I will despise you!"
Seeing his appearance, Zhou Han guessed that he still couldn't take the most critical step. Zhou Han picked up the silently burning cigarette and took a puff, "I found something more addictive than tobacco and alcohol."
You also have this thing, but you don’t cherish it properly.”
"You've already become a philosopher after not seeing each other for just a few months? Don't show off your affair with your little secretary in front of me, I'll get tired of hearing it!"
"Why don't you go find Xiaobu?" Zhou Han couldn't stand the roundabout politeness and said bluntly, "Now that she's here, just get her back. There won't be anything big between you."
Yang Yifeng yawned. He hadn't slept for three days and two nights. His eyes were slightly moist because he was too sleepy. "You don't understand..." His voice was hoarse, as if there was sand stuck in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.
Zhou Han rolled his eyes at him and became angry when he saw his decadent look, "Yifeng, are you inferior to yourself? No way, the former master in love now doesn't even have the courage to fight for it?"
Yang Yifeng knew that Zhou Han was using provocation, but he was not fooled, "It's so rare that the president personally orders me to take a holiday, why don't I take the opportunity to rest? Come drink with me in the evening, call Zhou Yang, I want to experience Shanghai's nightlife, hahaha
"
Zhou Han put out the cigarette butt. It had been too long since he had smoked, and he felt uncomfortable in his stomach.
In the evening, Xiaobu followed Zhong Hang along the Huangpu River. The gorgeous night view of the Bund added a bit of ambiguity. Xiaobu gradually felt that Zhong Hang was getting closer and closer to her, and her heartbeat accelerated, not because of throbbing, but because of thinking
reject.
Her innocent eyes made the world mistakenly think that she was an elf who fell into the mortal world, without sorrow or pain. In fact, this was not the case. Her unfortunate experiences since childhood made her more mature than children of the same age, so she knew that Zhong Hang liked her.
His kindness to himself has gone beyond the relationship between classmates.
Zhong Hang has always wanted to confess to Xiao Bu. This time Xiao Bu agreed. Of course he was very happy. He was extremely nervous. He accidentally touched Xiao Bu's hand several times and his blood surged. Maybe at that time
Feelings are like this, simple and passionate.
"Fang Xiaobu, the restaurant opposite seems good, where should we eat?" Zhong Hang pointed to a Western restaurant at the entrance of the night market and said, "After eating, go to the night market and treat it as a walk."
"Okay, it's your treat, of course you make the decision, I don't care..."
The two of them crossed the road and walked to the opposite side. A black car stopped in front of them. Zhong Hang took the opportunity to hold Xiao Bu's hand and said, "Fang Xiao Bu, go this way!"
Before Xiao Bu could react, the person getting out of the car made her dizzy. "Brother Yifeng..." she called casually.
Yang Yifeng also saw Xiao Bu and Zhong Hang holding her hand. He smiled disdainfully, bypassed the two of them and walked straight towards the bar.
Xiaobu stared at his back blankly, "Brother Yifeng, we haven't seen each other for so long, don't you miss me? Don't you have anything to say to me? I miss you so much... Xiaobu held back his tears.
, as people grow older, their tolerance becomes stronger, and she doesn’t cry when she wants to like before.
"Brother Yifeng...why are you walking so fast?" Zhou Yang caught up and put his arm around his shoulders, leaning into his ear and saying, "You just let your little love rival succeed?..."
Yang Yifeng turned around and gave him a fierce look, telling him to shut up!
Zhou Han parked the car and was the last one to get out. He felt sad when he saw Xiao Bu holding back tears. Damn Yifeng, his heart was so cruel. Isn't it normal for two children to hold hands and cross the road!
He walked up to the two of them and asked, "Xiao Bu, Zhong Hang, are you... going on a date?"