summer fireworks

After eating, Song Zhilin and Yan Shu went to her house together, for the first time, they didn't go in, but stood at the door, and said to Yan Shu, "Then I'll go back."

Yan Shu turned around, showing a surprised expression, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Her tone was as if she never thought that Song Zhilin would stand at the door of her house to say goodbye to her. Song Zhilin should stay overnight and live with her.

Song Zhilin suppressed the bitterness in her heart because of this sentence, and made up an excuse: "I'm going home to accompany grandma."

"Oh," Yan Shu nodded. Naturally, she had no reason to stop her. After all, Song Zhilin often stayed at her house recently and neglected her family too much. "That's it."

"Well," Song Zhilin forced a gentle smile, and waved to her, "I'm leaving."

Yan Shu didn't think much, watched her into the elevator, and closed the door.

Song Zhilin returned home, sat in the room, and looked at the moon outside the window.This moon has never changed, always covering her head with a cold, rational light, but under this rational moon, Song Zhilin will always think of some irrational things.

She felt that the relationship between her and Yan Shu had become more subtle, it was no longer the pure feeling of being drunk today, they were still friends, doing all the things that friends should and shouldn't do, but Song Zhilin also Anxious, she wanted to ask Yan Shu for more things, for example, to monopolize all of her.

It's just that she dared not reach out.

Sleeping alone at night, Song Zhilin had a dream.

In her dream, she returned to her high school days. She was crowded in the classroom with fifty or sixty people, and the old-fashioned fan was spinning above her head, blowing a wind that was not very cooling.Her desk was full of books, and there was a plastic bin full of books at her feet. At a glance, there were only books in the classroom, and a line of exam notices was written on the blackboard.

There was a piece of paper in front of her, with dense black characters printed on it, she couldn't see the specific content, the only thing she knew was that she and Yan Shu were in a group and would take the exam together tomorrow.

Song Zhilin held the piece of paper and waited for Yan Shu to come to her. She was anxious and looking forward to it.

After so long, is she finally going to see Yan Shu?She almost forgot Yan Shu's appearance, but only remembered that smile, a smile brighter than the sun... If Yan Shu appeared, what would she say to her?Will you eat ice cream with her after the exam?Song Zhilin's heart was filled with all kinds of thoughts, and she felt that she couldn't think.

But Yan Shu didn't show up for a long time.

She went to look for her in various places, classrooms, dormitories, and the door of the canteen, and gradually became disappointed. Maybe she won't see her this time, and she won't see her again this time!She would never see Yan Shu again, because Yan Shu would not want to see her, it was such a simple reason.

For a whole night, Song Zhilin sat in the ticket hall of the train station, watching the daylight gradually emerge from the night, and when the golden morning light covered the ground, she found out in despair——Yan Shu didn't come.

Yan Shu really didn't come.

Song Zhilin woke up suddenly.The feeling in the dream was so real that she couldn't breathe, and her whole body felt uncomfortable, so that her heart was aching.She glanced at the time, but at four o'clock in the morning, her face in the mirror was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she looked extremely haggard.

She couldn't sleep anymore and lay tossing and turning in bed.Song Zhilin was captured by the nightmare from the past, even if she knew that Yan Shu was within 15 minutes away from her, and they were breathing the same air, she couldn't comfort Yan Shu—actually within reach A moment of panic.

Song Zhilin wrapped herself tightly with the quilt, covered her whole body in the quilt, and in the darkness, she gasped lightly, Song Zhilin's mind gradually came to her senses, the pain in the dream began to fade away slowly, she Aware that it was just a dream, a ghost from the past.

She and Yan Shu will never go to such a situation again, Song Zhilin said to herself, suppressing that little bit of fear in her heart.

In the two hours before dawn, Song Zhilin opened her eyes and began to understand her feelings.She already knew that she loved Yan Shu, and she didn't discuss the form of loving her. She thought that she could continue to love Yan Shu selflessly and without any plans, as long as she was by her side. Regardless of her identity and Yan Shu's attitude, this dream suddenly brought her back to reality.

She can't.

Her possessiveness and love are equal weight, increasing day by day.

Song Zhilin originally thought that words were not important, and performance was a useless ritual. It had no effect except to provide convenience for those who could not be sure of their own minds. Behavior was the only and real existence. No matter how it was expressed in words, as long as the behavior If it is love, then this love is love.

However, during the period of waiting for the morning light to fall on her body, Song Zhilin realized very clearly that she needed, crazily needed to confirm qualitative actions through empty words.

She needed a moment for her to say that.At some point full of roses and candles, there should be soft lights and scented candles, and then she told Yan Shu how she felt.She still loves her.

Song Zhilin didn't know when this opportunity would appear.

It coincided with the charity dinner, and Song Zhilin's work became busier than ever. Apart from her usual work, she also had to make some preparations for the charity dinner.

Originally, she still had time to have dinner with Yan Shu at night, but now she was dragged by Xiao Zhao to try on various dresses.

In the high-end clothing store, Xiao Zhao carefully watched her expression, for fear that he would spoil the boss's favor and make Song Zhilin unhappy.

When Song Zhilin came out of the fitting room wearing a small black dress, she looked at her expression and said, "Don't worry, I won't be angry about work."

Xiao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, come on and choose clothes. There are a lot of people at the dinner party. Maybe your Bai Fumei is also there."

Song Zhilin remembered Yan Shu's "no" that day, her eyes darkened, and she said, "Let's do the next thing."

Xiao Zhao didn't know why her air pressure suddenly became low, and her steps to get clothes were much lighter.

Song Zhilin's clothes were not ordered until two days before the dinner, and she was immediately sent to the designer for tailor-made modifications. She was dragged by Xiao Zhao to the stylist to try on her hair and makeup. She was so busy that she never touched the ground.

She didn't have much time to chat with Yan Shu. At first, Yan Shu asked her what she was doing recently, and Song Zhilin said, "I'm busy with work."

She originally thought that Yan Shu would take the opportunity to chat with her, but Yan Shu just replied, "That's it."

Song Zhilin's mood suddenly became a little delicate, did Yan Shu not want to talk to her?This doesn't look like Yan Shu's behavior at all. When did she provoke Yan Shu?

Or... Yan Shu knew what she was thinking, but Yan Shu didn't intend to, and wanted to alienate her?

Song Zhilin was busy with work, so she didn't send a message to Yan Shu, and when she had some free time, she saw that she didn't look for Yan Shu, and Yan Shu really didn't look for her!

Holding the phone, Song Zhilin deeply felt a kind of reincarnation. Back then, Yan Shu asked her why she didn't take the initiative to chat with her. Now she wanted to ask Yan Shu why she didn't take the initiative to chat with her.

She stared at the page, but of course, it didn't work. Yan Shu did not send a message, and she was no different than she was back then, and she didn't even have the position to question Yan Shu.

Who can ask a friend to have to chat with you?

For several days, until the day of the dinner, Song Zhilin had no contact with Yan Shu. Song Zhilin should have taken it lightly and devoted herself to preparing for the charity dinner tonight. The special dialog box suddenly lit up.

Looking at her movements, Xiao Zhao became a little nervous, and asked her, "Boss, what is it that hasn't been handled properly?"

"No," Song Zhilin shook her head, and concentrated on returning to work, "It's fine."

Song Zhilin's self-control was indeed amazing. Before the dinner, she never looked at her phone again.

Xiao Zhao sent her to the banquet venue, and then entered the assistant banquet hall in order to deal with Song Zhilin's work needs at the venue in time.

Song Zhilin was silent all the way.The reason is very simple. The address of the venue is the Diwang Villa Clubhouse in City B, and the only way to get to this villa is the mountain road that she walked home from Yan Shu's house step by step in high heels back then.

She couldn't help but look at the faint moonlight, Song Zhilin wanted to know, does the moon have memories?Do you still remember that a little girl walked this road step by step under its pale light many years ago?

This road takes only 5 minutes by car, but she walked for a long time back then, and it took even longer for her to come back here.

Song Zhilin stood at the entrance of the venue, the red carpet was spread under her feet, the texture was soft, as if she was stepping on clouds.Song Zhilin took a deep breath, and walked into the venue with her head slightly raised, her neck curved like a black swan.

There were already quite a few people in the venue, it was still very early before the auction, it was the cold meal session, everyone was holding wine glasses, the golden liquid was swaying, the diamonds reflected the intoxicating light, and there were laughing words everywhere Yan.

The waiter handed Song Zhilin champagne. As soon as she appeared at the venue, she attracted many people's attention.

Everyone knows that Song Zhilin is the new CEO of Starlight Media, who was airborne from City A, and has nothing to do with the old rich in this city.

Song Zhilin's resume has been circulated in the circle for a long time. Looking at her experience, you can know her skills. There are not many capable young people in City B. If you don't flatter yourself at this time, after two or three years, you will not be able to catch up at all. relation.

Everyone's eyes fell on Song Zhilin intentionally or unintentionally, and then on several veteran entrepreneurs, to see who would pick the fruit first.

In the floating atmosphere, Yan Changdong and his wife looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They are already well-known entrepreneurs in City B, so naturally they don't care about the guest list, but Song Zhilin is so amazing that he attracts everyone's attention as soon as he enters the venue. Coupled with the whispers from the people around him, they have already understood this. Is a young man who has recently risen.

But, why does this person look so much like his daughter's little girlfriend back then?

Yan Changdong slowly shifted his gaze to his daughter, only to see Yan Shu suddenly showed a bright smile in the circle of celebrities, raised his hand and said with a smile: "You are here."

A tremor suddenly rose in his heart, could this Song Zhilin really be that Song Zhilin from back then?

What is she doing back here?