Can't stop

Xiao Bixing hasn't seen Ding Xiaoqi for more than half a month since the quarrel that day.

It is impossible to say that Xiao Bixing has no lumps in his heart - after all, Li Jian and Ding Xiaoqi still have business contacts, and their relationship is so special.

But Xiao Bixing was not very worried, because his sixth sense when he got along with Li Jian told him that his position in Li Jian's heart was very stable.

Sometimes it's really boring, Xiao Bixing also teases Li Jian, asking him and Ding Xiaoqi's past stories.

Li Jian and Ding Xiaoqi knew each other when they were soldiers, and they talked for two years—there is only so much Xiao Bixing can tell, and when he asks more carefully, Li Jian's face will show a trace of impatience, " It’s all in the past, why do you ask so many questions.”

"Absurd question!" Xiao Bixing knew it and kept silent.

Regarding the past between him and Ding Xiaoqi, Mr. Li Jian still has some reservations and is unwilling to say more.But Xiao Bixing always wants to know more.

Ever since he knew Li Jian, he let himself rely on him like a big mountain, but he, on the contrary, became like a little woman who cares about every detail.Especially when it comes to relationships, he always seems to think too much.

Is this change good or bad?Xiao Bixing will always reflect secretly.After all, he was not like the original him after asking questions over and over again.

On weekends, Xiao Bixing and Li Jian proposed to go to the flower and bird market to buy two bunches of flowers and put them at home.Since moving, the family has not raised any living animals.Xiao Bixing still remembers that when he first met Li Jian, he specially bought two bouquets of roses and put them in front of the window sill—those beautiful flowers made Xiao Bixing feel that Li Jian not only knows how to live, but also understands life.

"Li Jian, go buy a bunch of flowers."

"Flowers? There is no vase at home, do you want to buy one?"

"Where's the vase you bought?" Xiao Bixing asked suspiciously, "Isn't that vase pretty?"

"You forgot?" Li Jian said casually, "The vase is still in the old house!"

"yes……"

Hearing what Li Jian said, Xiao Bixing recalled that there was such a thing. At that time, he wanted to take the vase away, but Li Jian refused to let it go, saying that it would definitely be smashed in the car.

"How about I go back and get it? That vase is pretty good."

"Then I'll drive you back to the old house?" Li Jian suggested, "You go get it?"

"Okay." Xiao Bixing agreed, "I haven't been back there for a long time."

In this way, the two arranged a nostalgic trip for the weekend by accident.

It has been more than a month since they moved to the new home, but Xiao Bixing has never returned to the old house.It's not that they don't want to come back, it's that there isn't a particular reason.Such a wonderful opportunity today just allowed them to relive their first acquaintance again.

Looking at the gradually familiar scenery outside the car window, Xiao Bixing couldn't help sighing that the time spent with Li Jian really passed too quickly.

When they bought a new house, the house still had nearly half a year of rent left, but now there are only two months left.Xiao Bixing wanted to contact the landlord to return the house, but Li Jian said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir, so Xiao Bixing agreed.

"Here it is again..."

"Yes..." Li Jian also said with emotion, "We met here."

Looking out of the car window at the place where they used to live every day, their memories flooded back.That's right, I haven't been here for more than two months, and this place seems to be a long time ago, which is a bit blurred.

"I'll go up with you."

"No need!" Xiao Bixing opened the car door while talking, "I'll get off after I've got it, very quickly."

"Then go and come back quickly."

Xiao Bixing waved his hand and got out of the car door. He rushed upstairs in three steps and two steps, and went straight to his little den that he hadn't seen for a long time.

When I opened the door, I saw the familiar scene that I had lived in for three years.

The same bed, the same wardrobe, and the same coffee table, but those things were covered with a thin layer of dust.

When I moved, all the daily necessities in the house were emptied, and only the old furniture left by the landlord and the white vase on the window sill were left in the room.

I really miss it...

Xiao Bixing picked up the vase, wiped the dust off the vase with his palm, locked the door and went straight downstairs.

If Xiao Bixing was still immersed in an old dream when he went downstairs, then what greeted him immediately was the sudden awakening.

He never expected that in this place, he would meet the person he least wanted to meet.

"Brother Xiao!"

When Xiao Bixing went downstairs, he suddenly heard a voice calling him.He looked back and almost broke the vase in his hand to the ground.

It was a fair face with repulsive enthusiasm.