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"Huh?" Jiang Shuiyuan bit the spoon and carefully identified the red curly-haired girl in front of him.

The mole on the corner of the mouth looks familiar??

"Oh, Song Yuanmiao, how can I recognize you when you made your hair like this..." Jiang Shuiyu quickly picked up another spoon and shook it in front of Sheng Qiqi's eyes, the little girl probably was playing with her head down. Mobile phone, ignoring her frenzied shaking of hands.

"Please, my classmates, why are you so indifferent?" Song Yuanmiao pushed Sun Shanran, and sat on the chair opposite. The little girl with a ponytail next to her looked up at her, and then immediately lowered her head.

"Wow, who is this little sister?"

"Oh, mine," Jiang Shuiyuan put the spoon on the edge of the plate and pushed towards Sheng Qiqi.

She turned her head to look at Sun Shanran again. The woman in front of her eyes was still blue and bloodshot, and she was not in a good mood. "What's wrong? Didn't you rest well?"

"Huh?" Sun Shanran touched her face subconsciously, "It's pretty good."

Song Yuanmiao over there had already ordered, and said, "She came to my house yesterday and slept with me all night, please tell me, don't eat ice, and drink a cup of coffee to wake up."

"What are you talking about!" Sun Shanran was a little dissatisfied.

"Oh, Jiang Shuiyu is not an outsider. I said this time, Old Wu is really too much." The coffee was just served, and Song Yuanmiao took a sip, with a look of displeasure.

Sun Shanran was silent.

Jiang Shuiyu reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said to Song Yuanmiao: "It's fine for the two of you to disagree at home about this kind of thing, so why come out and say it?" Then he looked at Sun Shanran and said, "Anyway, go back and have a good rest." , people who are already married can't take care of themselves..."

Sun Shanran looked at Jiang Shuiyuan.

Wearing a raglan shirt, it's still a big one. Although the two have been separated for many years, this person is still the same. Even though the eyebrows and eyes have matured a lot, his gestures are the same as those years when he walked through the streets and alleys with her. The people who eat snacks all over the alleys are exactly the same.

He didn't even change his tone.

Thinking of the absurd reason why the two separated at the beginning, Sun Shanran felt her eyes became more sour. She lowered her head, put her left hand on her lap, and stirred the coffee with her right hand, pretending to be calm.

Jiang Shuiyu sighed, and just about to speak, Sheng Qiqi, who had been eating mangoes silently, looked up at her and said, "You don't want to eat?"

"Oh, oh, I ate it." The little girl tilted her head and stared at herself, looking a little cute? Jiang Shuiyu hurriedly responded.

"By the way, this kid belongs to your family? It looks like he's only in junior high school!" Song Yuanmiao looked sideways at Sheng Qiqi, and asked with some doubts: "Hey, is it your aunt's kid? It's so big, it's bigger than Sheng Qiqi." When I was young, I looked so much better!"

Sheng Qiqi: "..."

Jiang Shuiyu: "..."

By the way, light the wax for Ye Chengjun.

Sun Shanran observed Sheng Qiqi for a long time, and said with a smile, "No, I remember Ah Tiao's sister has a mole on her left eyebrow."

"You observe very carefully." Song Yuanmiao sighed. Sun Shanran has been in the same class since kindergarten. She also knows a lot about Sun Shanran and Jiang Shuiyu's good play in junior high school. She didn't expect it to be so good. ...

"Hey, hey, I said Song Yuanmiao, where did you go? I didn't live with my aunt at that time, and the children at home were the most clingy at that time, so I had to take them out to play with them..."

After Sheng Qiqi pushed Mango Lao to Jiang Shuiyuan, he kept silent. Later, he simply put his mobile phone on the table and played a game. Several women at this table were chatting upside down, and she interrupted their topic. Not going in but curious.

But on the other hand, she is very curious about Jiang Shuiyu's past. She has not been to far places, and she has not met many people, but there is only one Jiang Shuiyu, which makes her have many inexplicable emotions. Together, it turned out to be an irresistible attraction.

The woman sitting next to Jiang Shuiyao in apricot-colored cotton and linen short-sleeves seemed to be very familiar with Jiang Shuiyao.

Sheng Qiqi, who listened for a long time with his ears pricked up and took a few sneak peeks, finally came to this conclusion.

After all, several times when Jiang Shuiyu looked at the red curly-haired woman next to her and was talking, that woman kept looking at Jiang Shuiyu, as if she wanted to expose her.

She couldn't describe what that look meant, but she felt sensitively that it might be regretful?

It seems that Ye Pingru talked about the emotion in Sheng Pingfeng's eyes many years ago. At that time, she first sighed, and then said: "If I knew it, I wouldn't have married your father in a hurry."

Anyway, the three words "I knew it earlier" made her remember very deeply.

At this moment, Sheng Qiqi suddenly realized that she and Jiang Shuiyu were really many years behind. Some time ago, she didn't even bother to think about these trivial matters. There are too many, but it feels more and more that there are a lot of things between the two of them.

She put her hands under the table and counted.

I meditated in my heart: "Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen,... 25, 26, 27!!!"

12 full years!!!!

Sheng Qiqi was stunned, "whoosh" raised his head and glanced at Jiang Shuiyu in astonishment, just in time to meet Jiang Shuiyu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the unbelievable point in his heart was extinguished again, leaving only the natural : "Yes, they have been working for many years."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shuiyuan asked.

When she stopped like this, Sun Shanran and Song Yuanmiao also looked over.

"No, it's okay!" Sheng Qiqi stammered a little uncomfortable being stared at by three people.

"It's okay, just sneak around and watch what I do..." Jiang Shuiyuan scratched the half-melted smoothie on the plate with a spoon.

"Who... I don't care to look at you!" Sheng Qiqi stared, fisted both hands on the table, raised his chin and pouted with an expression that he would rather die than take the blame.

Jiang Shuiyuan looked at her with half of his face in his left hand, his ponytail hung on his shoulders, his bangs on his forehead were pushed aside, his slender eyes were slightly squinted, probably because he had painted eyeliner when he went out today. Some faintly charming.

Sheng Qiqi was stared at with a glowing glow on his face.

"Shanran, this little sister is quite similar to you when you were in junior high school. Look at those eyes are also watery. It's a pity that you will become disabled when you grow up..." Song Yuanmiao was famous for not being able to speak before. Sun Shanran glared at her before she finished her sentence.

"Look for yourself, where am I disabled?!"

"Look at your dark circles and bloodshot eyes, your ugly bi, you still think so much about insomnia..."

After Jiang Shuiyu heard what Song Yuanmiao said, he looked thoughtfully at Sheng Qiqi, then at Sun Shanran.

Not to mention, it's a bit like it.

When I first met Sheng Qiqi, I only felt that his temperament was a bit similar, but now that the two of them meet each other, they seem a bit similar again.

She shook her head with a smile.

……

In the end, it was Sun Shanran's husband who called back, and the long-awaited reminiscence ended. Song Yuanmiao took Jiang Shuiyu's arm and insisted on adding a WeChat account, and at the same time asked Sun Shanran if he would add it together.

When both of them left, Jiang Shuiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and took a big sip of the lemonade Sheng Qiqi ordered later.Completely ignoring the other party's grin.

"what time is it?"

"It's twelve o'clock." Sheng Qiqi said angrily with a straight face.

"It's so late!" Jiang Shuiyu glanced at the phone again, the page was still on Sun Shanran's WeChat home page, the profile picture was her own, Sheng Qiqi glanced casually, "You are classmates in junior high school."

"correct!"

Terrible.

Sheng Qiqi thought to himself.

"What's for lunch?" Jiang Shuiyuan asked, "How about eating outside?"