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When the tall man turned around, Wen Yun knew that something was wrong and must have been discovered.The man's gaze shot over like a frowning arrow. He was startled, and instinctively wanted to run, but just as he stepped back with his right foot, he immediately realized that there were cameras everywhere in Shengxi Square. With his speed and physical strength, he was able to escape naturally. There is no problem, but as long as the monitoring is called, the other party can easily find him.

At the scene, he admitted to being wronged, but apologized, admitted the fact of secretly taking pictures, and let the person concerned delete the photos.If he escapes and is chased to the unit, then things will become serious.

It's not that Wen Yun has never seen the world. In the past few years, he ran social news and made in-depth reports. He has experienced no matter how embarrassing the scene, no matter how outrageous and unreasonable the interviewees have faced.Although the man who was walking towards him had a dignified expression and looked unfriendly, at least he was no more difficult to deal with than the local hooligans he met during his unannounced visits.

The phone just automatically saved the photos it took, but it is still in camera mode.Wen Yun's hand sank, and after locking the screen, he hid the phone behind him.

He himself didn't realize that, in the eyes of others, this action was not only a manifestation of guilty conscience, but also a very childish guilty conscience.

When Xun Musheng just looked back, he looked vigilant and impatient, but at a certain moment, Ran Su suddenly noticed that the air around him was almost stagnant.

"Sir?" He raised his head, his heart beating faster.

Xun Musheng frowned, his jaw tightened, his masseter muscles appeared faintly, and his eyes were extremely deep—a look he had never seen before.

"First..." He wanted to ask "what's the matter with you", but his arm was suddenly thrown away, and Xun Musheng strode forward, the pace became more and more urgent.He stood there dazedly, looked at the man with his hands behind his back, and didn't understand what happened to Mr. Xun.

The atrium was very noisy, and all kinds of sounds could be heard, but Xun Musheng could only hear his own heartbeat.

Just now, at that moment, he thought he saw the person he met 13 years ago.

For a moment, the heart was lifted heavily, then fell down again, and almost forgot to beat again.

His mind suddenly went blank, ecstasy and astonishment flooded his limbs - he never thought that he would meet what he wanted here.

But at the second glance, standing in the atrium, the man shrouded in sunlight seemed to be a little strange.

Look again, it's a little strange again!

This feeling is like overlapping the shadow in the memory with the person in reality, but as soon as you let go, the shadow shifts, the eyes do not match the eyes, and the nose does not match the nose.

Xun Musheng walked forward in amazement, the closer he got, the clearer he saw, the less similar the person in front of him was to the shadow in his memory.He stopped in front of that person, met the other person's eyes, and after half a minute, he came out of the daze that was almost insane.

Just another person who looks like "him".

Ran Su hurried over and said softly, "Sir?"

Xun Musheng's face was frighteningly gloomy, loss was vividly written on his face, his usually gentle and elegant disguise was torn off almost instantly, and he said coldly, "What are you filming?"

Wen Yun would not be intimidated, but as the party who was wronged, he was still a little nervous, and explained with wandering eyes: "I'm sorry, I came to the street for a photo shoot. I saw that you all look good and look good, so I just I took a few pictures. If the two feel inappropriate, I will delete it immediately."

"Good match?" Xun Musheng looked at the man in front of him with displeasure, and stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone."

Wen Yun unlocked the phone, opened the photo album, and continued to explain: "There are a lot of photos, all of which were just taken today. I didn't mean to secretly take pictures of you two."

Ran Su liked his phrase "good match", leaned over to look at the photo, thought that it was nothing serious at first, and blamed himself for "complaining" so much that caused this series of unhappiness, so he tugged Xun Musheng's sleeve obediently, The voice was a bit coquettish: "Sir, I'm sorry, I was suspicious. This big brother doesn't look like a bad guy, he should be here to take pictures like everyone else, so don't..."

"Deleted." Xun Musheng put away the previous tenderness, without looking at Ran Su, and said to Wen Yun, "Delete all of them."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Wen Yun never thought of leaving a photo.After all, he chased after the two to take pictures, the main reason was that the first one was blurred, obsessive-compulsive disorder, he had to take a clear one.Now that it has been photographed clearly, the things hanging in my heart have fallen to the ground. Since I was asked to delete it, I naturally had to do so.

After deleting, he handed over the phone again: "Why don't you check it again?"

It was the kid who took the phone, smiling cutely, handed the phone back after flipping through it a few times, then took the man's arm, and said fawningly: "Sir, it's already deleted."

Wen Yun took back the phone and saw that the man had been looking at him, his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't understand, and he didn't intend to leave.

He didn't know what the other party wanted to do, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked tentatively: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"What's your name?" the man asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Wen Yun was taken aback, "Name?"

The man didn't answer any more, but his eyes seemed to be getting colder and colder.

Wen Yun is not good at dealing with this kind of people. He just wanted to get out as soon as possible, so he took out his wallet and took out a business card from it, "My name is Xing An. The photos in the phone are indeed deleted. If you still have any worries ..."

The man took the business card, glanced at it, handed it back, turned around and walked towards the garage without saying a word.

Wen Yun looked at the business card, and then at the man's back, feeling a little dazed for a moment—I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the man heard his name, there was an almost violent disappointment in his eyes.

Watching the two people walk into the elevator, the man didn't turn around when the door closed.Wen Yun stood there for a while, and put the business card in his wallet.

The business card is fake and so is the name.

When he was in the social department of "Zhongcheng Times", he was the main force doing in-depth reports. Sometimes he needed to change his name when going out for interviews. The newspaper printed various business cards for him and several other reporters. Xing An was the name he used before.

Many reporters would throw away the corresponding business card after completing a survey, but he kept it.The man asked his name just now, but he didn't want to say his real name - after all, it was a bit embarrassing to be caught secretly taking pictures, so he randomly took one out of his wallet in desperation, and it happened to be "Xing An".

The man's reaction was beyond his expectation, as if he hoped that he was someone, but when he learned that he was not, he immediately fell to the extreme.

The atrium is getting more and more lively, but Wen Yun is not in the mood to take pictures of the fashionista anymore. As he walks to the bus station, he thinks about why that person would react like this.

The most reasonable explanation is - the man knew him, and hoped to hear the word "Wen Yun" from his mouth, only to be so disappointed when he found out that he recognized the wrong person.

But the problem is, he doesn't know each other at all, and he hasn't even met him.

The bus arrived, and on weekends, there were as many passengers as there were morning and evening rush hours.He squeezed into the car with the flow of people, with his chest pressed against the back of the strong man, squeezed back and forth, suffocated by the smell of sweat, and after a few stops, he forgot about it.

But Xun Musheng's mood was completely ruined, and he sent Ran Su back to school. He drove away without having dinner with him.

Ran Su was also quite puzzled, logically speaking, this day was the day he would have sex with the benefactor, but in the end he didn't do anything and was sent back just like that.

Fortunately, the harvest was quite fruitful, and everything I wanted to buy was already in hand.

Originally, he was with Mr. Xun only for money, so he would not be sad, but his curiosity was aroused, and he couldn't hold it down.

When I was in Shengxi Square, things happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to think about it. Now that I calmed down and thought about it, I realized that the person who made Mr. Xun angry seemed somewhat similar to me.

Ran Su suddenly realized - Mr. Xun should have thought that the person he was looking for at first glance, but later found out that he was not, so he was suddenly so disappointed.

Mr. Xun has someone in his heart, and he already knew it.I also know that it is because I look similar to the other party that I have the opportunity to stay with Mr. Xun.He always wanted to imitate "him", but he didn't dare to inquire rashly. The only time he mentioned it softly after the affair, Mr. Xun's eyes suddenly changed.He didn't dare to ask any more, and honestly played the role of an obedient bed partner.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Mr. Xun's reaction when he first saw that person was too big, which shows that the person should be very similar to the person in Mr. Xun's heart.

Ran Su frowned, silently chanting the name "Xing An", worried that Mr. Xun would go to find the other party, worried that he would fall out of favor.

But when I thought about it again, I found it impossible.The man looked quite old, although he was not old, but he was definitely not a "little fresh meat".Mr. Xun likes pretty young people, so it doesn't matter how similar he is, he has already lost in the age comparison.

Xun Musheng didn't go home, but drove to the riverside, tranced by the wind blowing in the river, and he didn't intend to leave even when it was dark.

At first glance, it's really similar.The height, figure, and even hairstyle are the same as when we first met.He has imagined what "he" would look like at the age of 20, 25, and 30 countless times. The moment he saw that person, he believed without any basis that it was "he" at the age of 31.

But when they were face to face, he realized that it was not "he".

If it is said to be similar, it is indeed similar, but that person still looks younger, at most 26 years old, definitely not 30 years old.

And if you look closely, there are still many differences in the facial features.

When the man lowered his head to delete the photo, he eagerly wanted to remember the appearance of "him", but just like Ye Fenglin said, he really couldn't remember clearly, the face of "him" became more and more blurred, the more he wanted to If you think about it, the more you can't see clearly.

The man took back his phone and wanted to leave.He reluctantly asked the other party's name.On the business card that the man handed over, "Xing An" was clearly written on it.

It's not "he", not the name he's been thinking about for 13 years, but will eventually forget.

When the moon came out on the river, he returned to the car depressed and wanted to go home, but he drove to a place—the former Zhongcheng Conscription Office.

It was a very sunny day, and the 17-year-old heard a hearty voice——

"Wen Yun!"

"To!"