Who is not Bai Yueguang?

An Jin was sitting in the women's clothing store in the shopping mall. Even though his expression was obviously impatient, his handsome face still attracted the attention of many female customers.

"How is it?" The curtain of the fitting room was opened, and a petite and pretty young girl walked out. She had an outstandingly beautiful face, her black hair was tied neatly behind her head, and she was wearing a brand-new short dress and looked in front of An Jin. Standing, a pair of big eyes are full of bright love.

An Jin in front of her just looked up. Although she put away the impatience before she came out, she still seemed a little perfunctory and indifferent: "It's good."

The smile on the girl's face gradually dissipated, and the light in her eyes dimmed.She tried on no fewer than ten dresses in this store, and every time An Jin just said "very good" perfunctorily, not even a compliment against her will, and this situation was not the first time between the two .

She opened her mouth, seeming to be disappointed and resentful, and then she said in a waned way: "Then let's do this."

After she chose the clothes, An Jin took out her card and paid the bill. The cashier handed the paper bag into her hand and said enviously, "Your boyfriend is so handsome."

The girl smiled disappointedly, and when she turned her head, An Jin had already walked to the door, and she could only see the tall figure of the other party.

"An Jin!" The two walked a little way, when the girl suddenly called out to the man in front of her from behind.

An Jin stopped and looked back at her.

The girl's voice was crisp and clear, but there was obvious anger on her face: "Do I owe you money? Or is it a pain to go shopping with me? Are you going to deal with me with a straight face and an ellipsis every time?"

"You can choose to let others accompany you." An Jin said indifferently.

The girl was furious: "Uncle Amber told you to accompany me, how dare you talk to me like this?!"

An Jin casually raised his eyelids to look at the girl, and smiled suddenly, with undisguised sarcasm.

He looked like he didn't bother to say a word, so angry that the girl breathed a sigh of relief, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly raised her hand and threw the shopping bag containing the new dress at him.

"You wait!"

After speaking, he turned and left angrily, his high heels crackling.

An Jin frowned and patted the place where the clothes were smashed. He didn't care about the other party who left angrily, yawned and walked in the opposite direction.

Twenty or ten minutes after the sports car drove away, there was a phone call at home, but An Jin pretended not to hear it.

The phone rang for two rounds and then stopped, but it didn't keep him quiet for too long. As soon as the green light turned on and passed by, it rang again, but it was a different ringtone.

An Jin still let it ring, speeded up and overtook the car in front, and only answered the ring when it was about to end.

An's mother's weak voice came from over there: "Why did you make Ye Xing unhappy again? She went to your father to complain."

"She lost her temper suddenly, and there's nothing I can do about it." An Jin still had no expression on his face, but his tone was softer, "I said that I can't handle this kind of young lady."

"It's just to go shopping and drink tea with her." An's mother said, "Isn't the little girl easy to coax? Even if you put on a show, don't make your father unhappy. He said that he is satisfied with the girl from the Ye family." .”

"Then he should get married." An Jin sneered.

There was some helplessness and anger in An's mother's voice: "Why are you talking like this? Son, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"Mom." An Jin said suddenly, with a calm voice, "I'm not dissatisfied, but unwilling."

After a while of silence over there, Mother An sighed: "Is Ye Xing okay? The family conditions are suitable, and she is beautiful and smart. The key is to pay more attention to you. Knowing how many days your birthday is, come and ask me early in the morning. What gift are you preparing..."

An Jin smiled casually: "That's her business."

An's mother seemed to suddenly not know what to say, and she lost interest in persuading him, so she just whispered: "Now that you are older and have the right to speak, I have nothing to worry about. The boss is gone, and you are the only one in the family now." , but the An family has not been completely handed over to you, and you still have to listen to your father..."

"If the elder brother hadn't disappeared, he wouldn't be able to remember me." An Jin smiled coldly, "I'm driving, so I won't say much, you should have a good rest."

An's mother knew that she couldn't talk to him, so she sighed a long time: "Be careful when driving."

The call ended with a busy tone. An Jin drove the car into the parking lot, but he sat still.

A car came from a distance with its lights on, passing by An Jin's car, and looked at the expensive sports car with curious and envious eyes.

An Jin sat for a while before reaching out to the passenger seat. There was a brown paper document bag lying there, which was a bit thin and didn't weigh much in his hand.

He opened his pocket, and there were several pages of A4 paper with text messages printed inside.He didn't flip through it right away, but took out the first one and looked at the phone number on it.

There is only one digit difference from the number Bi He gave him, but because of this number, he has never been able to get through Bi He's phone before.

Maybe Bi He read it wrong, maybe An Jin heard it wrong, he didn't think deeply, just picked up the phone and pressed the correct number, and didn't dial it for a long time.

His left hand is Bi He's phone, and his right hand is Bi He's information over the past few years. He seems to be very close to the current Bi He at this moment. No matter which hand he moves, it seems that he can wipe out these years and Bi He Wo's separation, and the subtle strangeness that he didn't think about when he saw each other the first two times.

But he didn't move either hand, and in the end he just put the information on his right hand back intact.

After sitting for a long time, the fingers of his left hand moved away from the dial button, and he called up the text message interface and typed a line slowly.

"Xiaohe, the birthday present you gave me, I have been carrying it with me all these years."

When Bi He received a text message from a stranger, he was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone from the roof of the building.

He stared at the interface for half a minute before realizing that the sender was probably An Jin. He frowned, hesitated for a while on the delete button, and finally pressed it.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the roof, looking at the sky with melancholy.

I told you not to be soft-hearted, let's see, how many years have passed, and there are still endless troubles.

The black-haired Bi He was very innocent, and Huang Maohe grabbed his collar and shook him again.

He did give An Jin a gift, which cost him nearly a month's allowance. It was a sports watch that was quite expensive among the students at that time.

At that time, Bi He didn't know about An Jin's birthday. He was very annoyed by this "friend" from another school who suddenly broke into his world. He only wanted to read at home on rare weekends, and he was not willing to participate in full-time events. A stranger's birthday party.

But on the night when he declined the other party's invitation, the boy went somewhere to drink secretly, and called him when he was drunk, asking him to come.

The call was made on the landline at Bi He's home, and it was Professor An who answered the phone. During the short call, he sat on the sofa and read the newspaper. Bi He was so scared that he didn't dare to say more, and he did listen to the phone on the receiver. The voice couldn't hold back the soft heart, so I had no choice but to agree.

Bi He is a serious person, thinking that An Jin also solved some troubles for himself in the past—although most of them were brought indirectly by the other party, so he carefully selected a gift very sincerely.

Many years later, the yellow-haired Bihe didn't expect that An Jin still kept the outdated watch, and felt that his wrist suddenly became heavy.

How could this man be so nostalgic.

Bi He was amazed.

Just as he was in a daze, the iron-stained roof door creaked open, and Uncle Chen who lived on the third floor came up with a broom, and when he saw Bi He, he let out a "ooh" in fright.

"What are you doing? Come down!"

"My mother, sir, you scared me to death." Bi He jumped on the flat ground, "Come clean up?"

The uncle picked up the broom and beat him: "You are the one who is scary in broad daylight, little brat, why didn't you fall to death?"

Bi He twisted his waist to avoid the uncle's broom attack, and performed a repeated horizontal jump before running to the iron gate: "I'm just sitting there to enjoy the wind. Do your best, I'm going down."

"The glasses are looking for you! I've been screaming several times!" the uncle shouted from behind.

"Got it." Bi He waved his hand and ran down the narrow stairwell full of debris.

Walking to the door of his own house, the landlord Ye Ge was waiting at the door, he took the folding stool next door and sat smoking, the glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle covered his face almost invisible.

"Brother Ye, are you smoking?" Bi He walked over, and the landlord stood up when he saw him, the cigarette still in his hand, burning slowly.

Bi He opened the door, and the two entered the room together.

Ma Gan has already left, but there are still two beds in the room, but only half of the things are left. The only thing that Ma Gan left for Bi Hedang is the beer bottles scattered all over the floor.

It can be said that Bi He was very angry. He kicked all the beer bottles to the corner and piled them together, planning to call and scold him soon.

"What have you been doing lately?" Ye Ge sat on the bed that was vacated by the hemp pole, and creaked his buttocks as soon as he got down, "Is it really that good?"

Bi He couldn't sit anywhere else, so he sat on tiptoe on the window sill and nodded hesitantly.

"You've lived here for several years." Ye Ge joked, "I'm not used to moving all of a sudden, and your contract hasn't expired yet."

Bi He nodded again. In fact, he had a relationship with Sister Rui at the beginning. Ye Ge also sympathized with him because he was young and helpless. He rented the house directly without signing any contract. He has lived in it for so many years and everyone knows him well. Yes, there are no rules.

"When will this place be demolished?" Bi He suddenly asked. There are always news that the government will demolish this kind of old neighborhood several times a year, but it is not confirmed every year.

Sure enough, Brother Ye shook his head: "No news, it's early."

Then he said: "Are you sure you're going to move out and not rent? What kind of job are you looking for? Does Sister Rui know about this?"

Bi He didn't answer, he was actually tangled in his heart, but he nodded after tangling for a long time.

Brother Ye then said: "Okay, just let me know when it's moved, and I'll just return the key when the time comes."

After speaking, he chatted with Bi He for a while without saying a word, then got up and left.

Bi He didn't get up to see him off, he watched the dilapidated door open and close, leaned back, and the rusty iron window made a slight sound.

He suddenly decided to leave Tongzilou.

Fever came back a few days ago, and I don't know if I was sober or thinking about something in a daze. When I woke up, I suddenly planned to return this small house that I had rented for several years.

One is that after Ma Gan leaves, the rent shared by the two will fall on Bi He alone. Bi He doesn’t have any serious work, so he earns one and spends one, and seeing the sudden increase in rent is really unbearable; the second is that he is now in Xue Qiao's house is lodging, and the house here is empty and the rent has to be paid, which is not worthwhile.

The important thing is that An Jin will check it out soon.

Having seen the way the other party used his presence when he was a teenager, Bi He really had a headache when he thought of this.

He didn't think about the possibility that he could live in Xue Qiao's house for a lifetime, but he just thought about it, why don't he return the house in Tongzilou, even if An Jin finds him, what he can find out is a Bi He who has left.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.

But at this moment, after sitting on the windowsill for a long time, he suddenly regretted it.

Xue Qiao's house is good, but it's not his.

Bi He leaned his head against the window frame and sighed for a long time, took out his mobile phone and dialed the landlord's number: "Brother Ye, after thinking about it, I still won't refund. Can I extend the rent for next month for a few days? I asked I will give you life."