The thing that defeats you in rebirth is not the distance but five years

"Yunxuan, Su Mo is back." It was still morning when Song Yunxuan received the call, and the one who should have come still came.

"Where is he?" Song Yunxuan asked Li Dong. Although it was expected, the arrival of this day still made waves in his calm heart.

"In Baiyun Town." Li Dong introduced in a low voice on the phone. It seems that fate can always connect two destined people together, no matter how far they go, they can always return to each other.

"Baiyun Town." Song Yunxuan's heart skipped a beat, and his longing lover lived in Baiyun Town.

"Did you find out what you did when you came back?" Song Yunxuan continued to ask, he got up from the bed, walked to the bar, and took a sip of whiskey.

"An art exhibition." Li Dong replied.

"How long?" Song Yunxuan took another sip, he can come back to hold an art exhibition anytime, why this year?

"One month."

Song Yunxuan took a deep breath, one month is the end of August, and this year happens to be when Su Mo will turn [-] and soon to be [-]. Going back to West Beijing at this time may not be as simple as holding an art exhibition.

"I'm going to see him." Song Yunxuan could only think of confessing his life experience to Su Mo. This war has come, and it cannot be resolved by distance.

For Su Mo's safety, Song Yunxuan reluctantly parted with him for [-] years and sent Su Mo away from Beijing West, but he still couldn't resist the arrangement of fate.

"I don't agree." Li Dong's attitude was very tough.

"I have to save him." Song Yunxuan finished his drink and hung up the phone.

This morning, after meeting with the London embassy, ​​people from the Painting Association called and invited Su Mo to have lunch together. Zhang Ze went crazy on the phone and scolded the people from the Painting Association: "Mr. Go to dinner."

The people from the Painting Association also looked confused, and they had already booked a private room in the hotel, saying that they were going to entertain Su Mo, but Zhang Ze scolded himself, and couldn't figure it out: "Quickly go and ask, is there anything we don't like?" Understand, go back, don't offend the Great God."

Su Mo is the figure appointed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to establish diplomatic relations between China and Britain. Now he is angry. Isn’t that doing political sabotage? The people from the Art Association analyzed what they just said in fear, and launched a new round of investigation on Su Mo.

"Leader, Su Mo never goes to dinner parties." A little painter finally saw such an introduction from Su Mo's information.

Su Mo never went to dinner, not even the queen.

"Oh my god, what should I do?" The old painter was worried. Today's dinner was a big taboo.

"Apologize quickly!" The young painter suggested, and everyone nodded in agreement, but what should I send to express my apology?

After some debate, they decided to send the masterpiece "Blue Bird and Egret" by Wu Yantian, a great painter of the Tang Dynasty, as an apology. The meaning of life partner is also unique.

The people from the Painting Association went to the Beijing West Museum to pick up the painting in the afternoon, and sent it to Su Mo's home. When they met, they said, "Thank you Su Mo for hosting the painting exhibition. Down."

Without mentioning a word about today's dinner, everyone knew it well, Su Moke accepted it politely: "Thanks to the country, thanks to Jingxi, and thanks to all colleagues." After a few pleasantries, he left in a hurry, not daring to disturb too much.

Su Mo glanced at Zhang Ze, still looking innocent: "This is what you caused." Su Mo gently spread the painting.

"Hey, great work, it's a painting by Wu Yantian, a talented scholar in the Tang Dynasty." Su Mo carefully studied the fine chemical and delicate outlines in his hand. He hung the painting on the easel, and checked the texture with a magnifying glass. .

"How can I provoke this? It's obvious that they have a guilty conscience." No one dares to mention Su Mo's principle in London. The Beijing West Painting Association is the oldest. "I'm angry because they don't work hard."

Those literati, relying on the protection of the state, have done a lot of flattery, smuggling and corruption. Today he went to clean them up, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

"Such a good painting is wasted in their hands. You see, it is sent over after changing hands." Zhang Ze said, they never cherish paintings. In their hearts, paintings are transactions and derivatives of money.

Su Mo caressed this meticulous painting with Chinese characteristics, and couldn't put it down even more, ignoring Zhang Ze's words.

Jingle Bell--

Zhang Ze's phone rang, and the note was Lao Mu. This was Song Yunxuan's call. He hadn't received a call from Song Yunxuan for almost a year. This time, the call came right after he came back.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ze cut to the chase.

"I want to see Su Mo." Song Yunxuan was also straightforward.

"No." Zhang Ze stopped Song Yunxuan, he knew what Song Yunxuan was going to do.

"There's no time." Song Yunxuan replied, the matter had already happened, it would be more dangerous to keep it a secret, so it's better to tell him the truth.

"We'll leave in a month." Zhang Ze knew it would be dangerous to go back to the west of Beijing, but in just one month, with himself by Su Mo's side, nothing would happen.

"You can't leave at all." It was no longer a matter of time, "August [-]." On August [-], the Red Sandalwood Museum opened, and Su Mo was in danger.

"What do you mean? Am I going to take him back to London before his birthday?" Zhang Ze only knew that Su Mo had to live past the age of [-], so he had to ensure his safety around his [-]th birthday.

"Why did you bring him back to West Beijing." Song Yunxuan seemed a little angry. He and Zhang Ze made it very clear that Su Mo could not return to West Beijing until he was [-] years old.

"It's been five years, and that's long enough. I'll be [-] years old in just over a month. Nothing happened. What are you worried about?" Zhang Ze held back his voice, but he could still hear clearly.

"You have to talk back to me, don't you? Do you have to come back before [-] days?" Song Yunxuan was very angry. He has been careful for [-] years, and only [-] days are left. After [-] days, he will resign and fly to London, and he can be with Su Mo forever together, but Su Mo returned to Jingxi ahead of schedule.

"Why didn't you discuss it with me in advance?" Song Yunxuan asked.

"I want to discuss it with you. Did you answer my phone?" Zhang Ze remembered clearly that three months ago when he learned that Su Mo was going back to Jingxi, he called Song Yunxuan to discuss it, but Song Yunxuan never answered the phone. No figure can be contacted.

Song Yunxuan only realized that he had just come from another world. Half a year ago, Li Dong told himself that he had found a space-time tunnel leading to another world. Three months ago, he returned to another world with Li Dong's help, but it was only I went there for three hours, and I just came back yesterday, I didn't expect to miss it perfectly.

"Let's arrange a meeting." Song Yunxuan did not expect that Su Mo's life would change during the three hours he left.

It seems that things are far beyond my control. I searched for the space-time tunnel for five years, but I found it half a year ago, and Song Yunxuan returned to another world three months ago. All these things happened when Su Mo was [-] years old. Song Yunxuan didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement or a decision of fate.

"Is there no other way?"

"No."

It's obvious that he can't fight fate, but Song Yunxuan still wants to give it a try, what if he succeeds?After [-] years of waiting, the opportunity finally came.

Su Mo was lying on the sofa, and occasionally he could hear Zhang Ze's phone call from the flower garden in the courtyard. I am training people.

Ding--

Su Mo unlocked the phone, it was a text message.

Xiaomo, you are finally back.

Su Mo stared blankly at the text message. The mobile phone was assigned to him by Zhang Ze this morning. How could anyone know this mobile phone number?

Xiaomo?This name?

who are you?

Su Mo sent the edited content, he was wondering, is it him?How could it be him?It has been seven years, and his life has disappeared without a sound, as if there was no such person.

周意

Su Mo clicked on the content of the text message. There were only these two words, but they hit his heart like two stones. Zhou Yi was the last word he wanted to talk about, and it was the person who hurt him the most.

I'm waiting for you at the ferryman. If you don't come, I won't leave.

Another text message came, forcing me to meet him.Su Mo didn't like this kind of dating method that surpassed himself, so he quickly typed a line and pressed the send button.

I won't come, you wait slowly.

Su Mo deleted the message, threw the phone on the sofa, and walked out of the living room, pretending that nothing happened.

"Yo, the training is over." As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Zhang Ze who looked nervous.

"What scolding?" Zhang Ze turned and stepped into the living room, "Where are you going?" Zhang Ze turned around and saw that Su Mo didn't go back to the living room, but went out wearing a pair of slippers. Didn't he open the door for himself?Why did you go out again?

"Go for a walk." Su Mo put his hands in his pockets and walked out without looking back.

Zhang Ze sat back on the sofa, saw that Su Mo hadn't taken his cell phone, and suddenly remembered something: "Hey, wait for me." Zhang Ze got up and went out, grabbed the key from the table and locked the door. He caught up with Su Mo in just one step.

"Why are you following me?" Zhang Ze walked behind Su Mo, with the sound of slippers mopping the floor one after the other.

"I'm afraid you will get lost." Zhang Ze walked to Su Mo's side, and the two slowed down. The sunset in the evening is beautiful. This is the countless times I have seen the sunset. Su Mo likes the sunset anywhere, and Zhang Ze likes it Su Mo at any time.

"It's so boring." Su Mo joked, the smile on the corner of his mouth was easily caught. Facing the sunset, Su Mo's figure was stretched very long. This place is not like Jingxi at all, but the people he meets are very Jingxi .

"Do you want to meet your former friends when you go back to the west of Beijing?" Zhang Ze regretted it after finishing speaking. How could you just talk about this matter while chatting with such a beautiful sunset?I have already pushed it to Song Yunxuan, and Song Yunxuan will come to find Su Mo tomorrow.

Su Mo was a little surprised after hearing this, and he also saw Zhang Ze's embarrassed expression: "Huh?" Who is Zhang Ze talking about?Do you think so?

"Do you still remember Song Yunxuan?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Remember." It turned out to be Song Yunxuan, not Zhou Yi, how could Song Yunxuan forget?In Baiyun Town, you can see star power advertisements everywhere, and the design of the whole Baiyun Town is very similar to that of Song Yunxuan's office. In the past few days in Baiyun Town, he can always recall that when he lived in Jinxiu Jiangnan, he lived in Star Power. The picture of the power going to work.

"How do you know him?" What puzzled Su Mo was that Su Mo had never mentioned Song Yunxuan to Zhang Ze.

"I found out by accident." Zhang Ze still didn't intend to tell Su Mo the truth now, it would take a while.

"You are not allowed to lie to me," Su Mo pointed at Zhang Ze, "You know I hate it when people lie to me." Su Mo's finger stopped in front of Zhang Ze's eyes.

Zhang Ze blocked Su Mo's fingers with his fingers: "Yes."

"Where are you going?" Su Mo suddenly sped up, leaving Zhang Ze behind.

"Don't follow me. I'll go for a walk alone. I'll be back at dinner time." Su Mo turned a corner and went down a flight of stairs. After a while, his shadow disappeared. Zhang Ze waited for a long time before seeing Su Mo. His figure appeared on the road, and he went home in peace.

Anyway, this is also Song Yunxuan's territory, so we can't lose it.After Zhang Ze knew Baiyun Town for the first time, he knew Song Yunxuan's feelings for Su Mo.

Su Mo walked along the road, looking preoccupied, how could Zhou Yi suddenly contact him, and Song Yunxuan, how did he know Zhang Ze, don't tell me that he met by chance, Zhang Ze would unconsciously pick his nose when he was lying, just talking When it was time, Zhang Ze picked his nose.

If he regards me as a friend, why hasn't Song Yunxuan found himself in five years?If Zhou Yi really wanted to, why would he leave without saying goodbye, and now he would only threaten to meet him.

What kind of shit friend, Su Mo panicked, but when he thought about Zhang Ze, he felt at ease. Zhang Ze was with him, so that he didn't feel abandoned by the world.

Suddenly, a Mercedes-Benz car galloping towards him appeared on the road.With a sudden brake, the car stopped in the middle of the road.

Su Mo looked at the car, the windows were closed and he couldn't see the people inside. Just as he was about to go on, the car window rolled down slowly, and a pair of clear eyes were looking at him. Zhou Yi, Su Mo heard the voice in his heart , he almost didn't recognize Zhou Yi.

He has aged a lot, not like the youthful appearance that a [-]-year-old man should have.

"Xiao Mo." Zhou Yi's voice was low, but enough for Su Mo to hear.

The affectionate words drifted into his ears, and the pain in his heart became stronger. Su Mo looked at the face full of vicissitudes, the hatred for him had disappeared for a long time, and only bitter memories remained.

"I...I have something to do, I'm leaving first." Su Mo didn't dare to look into his eyes, and even heard his voice. Although he hadn't seen him for seven years, it seemed like centuries had passed, but that familiar voice Feelings want to grow in their own body.

"Xiaomo, wait a minute." Zhou saw that Su Mo turned around and walked back, getting out of the car.

Su Mo stopped in his tracks, Zhou Yi walked over slowly, and he could see his shadow gradually approaching him in the setting sun.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Su Mo turned around, facing Zhou Yi's eyes, and then quickly moved to another place.

"I want to talk to you." Zhou Yi looked into Su Mo's eyes, just like before, he still habitually flicked Su Mo's drooping bangs and pushed them aside.

Su Mo took a few steps back. He seemed very uncomfortable with this movement. Zhou Yi withdrew his hand that was stopped in mid-air and rubbed it on the other hand.

"You are injured." Su Mo followed Zhou Yi's gestures to see that his left hand was tied with a bandage. The red blood stains stained the innermost bandage, showing that the injury was not shallow.

"It's okay, I made it accidentally." Zhou Yi threw his hands back, his muscles twisted and his bones hurt like hell, and the muscles on his face twisted.

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