A letter from a strange man

On Saturday, Zhang Hui went to the appointment as scheduled.

The wedding of Meng Lihui and Lao Zhao was held in a famous local five-star hotel. When Zhang Hui took a taxi, there were already luxury cars in front of the hotel. Even though Zhang Hui got off the taxi, he was wearing an iron-gray handmade suit, dark blue Pure color handkerchief, straight figure, handsome face, outstanding temperament.Moreover, his eyes were deep and dark, naturally affectionate, which attracted the attention of all the women around him.

Zhang Hui is used to the gazes of people around him. From his youth to the present, no matter if it is seeking, admiring, admiring or provocative, he can pass by with a smile without any abnormality.

Chen Xunnian said to him: "Charles, you really look like an English gentleman. I don't think I will ever see embarrassment and frustration in you in my life."

In fact, Zhang Hui is not without moments of embarrassment or frustration. Everyone will have moments and appearances that everyone will not tell others. For so many years, Zhang Hui has been good at hiding his true emotions. In fact, this is also his frustration. One, he likes sincere and warm people, and wants to be that kind of person, but he finds that he can't.

Sometimes he also feels that he is hypocritical, but he asks himself that he has not done anything to hurt others.

Holding flowers in his hand, he walked through the busy lobby of the hotel, as if he was not going to attend the wedding of his ex-girlfriend, but to find the lover who was waiting to date him.

Zhang Hui saw Lao Zhao in the same suit and leather shoes at the door of the banquet hall. His happiness and joy were beyond words, and his face was full of unstoppable happiness.

Zhang Hui handed the red envelopes and flowers to the relatives who were helping to receive them, shook hands with Lao Zhao with one hand, patted Lao Zhao's arm with the other, and said to Lao Zhao with a smile, "Congratulations, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Old Zhao looked very innocent, and shook him back excitedly, "Thank you, thank you, Li Xun said that she has always missed her college days, probably because of having a group of good friends like you."

"Hey! Zhang Shuai! Is it you! When did you return to China! You personally didn't notify us when you came back, so you don't think of us as friends anymore!"

Zhang Hui looked back and saw two young men standing behind him, one tall and one short.

The tall one is called Jiang Yishan. Because of his fair appearance and similar homophony of his name, he was given the nickname "Jin Xishan"

The short one is called Lin Xiyi, the funniest of their buddies back then, he was a bit of a jerk and cheap, he danced a pole dance at the art festival and the celebrity gave him the nickname "Lin Sao", and everyone called him "Li Sao".

"Oh, Zhang Shuai, this is not interesting enough. Why am I not the person you love the most?" After speaking, Lin Xiyi threw himself on Zhang Hui, as if Zhang Hui was a human-shaped steel pipe. Of course, he was many times stronger. Steel Pipe.

"Haha I haven't seen Lisao for so many years, and your style is still the same as before." Zhang Hui patted Lin Xiyi on the back, then pulled him off his body, and hugged Jiang Yishan sideways, "Xishan, why are you still reconciled?" Lisao is inseparable."

Back then, Lin Xiyi and Jiang Yishan lived in the same dormitory. Jiang Yishan adjusted his glasses and said helplessly, "This grandson's partner has recently gone to Linshi for further study. He can't be lonely. He has been staying at my house for the past two days and eating with me Use mine, I really..."

Lin Xiyi jumped high, even though he was wearing a neat suit, he didn't look like a mature man in his thirties at all, he patted Jiang Yishan's delicate hair which was obviously fixed with hairspray, "Hey, you, this man If the young master is willing to accompany you, a lonely family, you can have fun secretly, whoever cooks your porridge in the morning, and whoever warms your bed at night, it is me! It is your kind and lovely little Xiyi!"

"You grandson, I'll fight with you!" Jiang Yishan had the tendency to roll up his sleeves, Zhang Hui immediately interrupted their living enemies.

"Look at you two, you two are so grown up, why are you still ashamed as you were in school? Today is Li Xun's wedding, and you two are going to perform on stage? Do you think you will embarrass Li Xun?"

Old Zhao laughed happily: "Where there is nothing, hahaha, hello, Li Xun is very lucky to have a group of friends like you, welcome."

Lin Xiyi and Jiang Yishan shook hands with Lao Zhao respectively, and said congratulations, Lin Xiyi pretended to be heartbroken and covered his heart: "Brother Zhao, you should cherish Sister Li, she was my goddess back then, my white moonlight !"

"Haha, I will, but do my brothers and sisters know about this?" Old Zhao said.

Jiang Yishan gave Lin Xiyi a blank look, and then said to the old Zhao Zhang: "He is usually like an obedient cat in front of Xiao Shu, and he talks crazy when he leaves the house, absolutely."

"Okay, everyone, don't block the door, let's go in." Zhang Hui nodded to Lao Zhao again, congratulated him, and strode into the banquet hall.

Zhang Hui and Jiang Lin were led to a table very close to the stage. When they arrived, they found that there were already many people seated, all of them old classmates.

Fragrant clothes and temples, well-groomed men in suits and leather shoes, and ladies with exquisite makeup in gowns can vaguely see their old appearance, but everyone's faces have become so blurred, and the years pass by them inadvertently.

"Chapter back!"

"Ah, isn't that Zhang Shuai!"

"Ah, why is Zhang Shuai so handsome again!"

……

Many people were talking to Zhang Hui, and he found that the three tables nearby were all their college classmates, some he knew, some he didn't know, he smiled and nodded to reply to their greetings one by one, and then silently told them in his heart The face and the name match each other.

There are also some people discussing in a low voice:

"Hey, Zhang Hui has come, the golden boy and jade girl back then, now the jade girl is married and a married woman, I don't know if the golden boy still remembers it or left the past in the wind!"

"Hey, you really don't know which pot to open and which pot to pick up. With Zhang Shuai's conditions, what kind of person hasn't seen him in so many years, and is he still obsessed with the past?"

……

Zhang Hui slightly lowered his head and smiled, then sat down and said, "Long time no see."

The boys who played basketball together on the table in the old days have already gained weight, and some female classmates have undergone micro-surgery to become more refined, and some have married and become husbands, and everyone's faces have traces of time.

There is no embarrassment of just meeting again, and the toasting and toasting at the banquet quickly became lively. Everyone honed their talents in the workplace and society, talked about career, family, and current politics to recall their youth.

When talking about the youthful years, we are all classmates and friends when we were young, and we have many common youth memories.

When talking about the romance and youthful spirit of the year, some chapters of the past that everyone said can be recalled, and some have some deviations from his memory. He doesn't take the initiative to speak, but listens very carefully, nodding in agreement or laughing Laughing, when questions were asked about him, he answered simply, neither too much nor cold, as if he was still their "male god" Zhang Hui back then.

"Zhang Shuai, have you settled in China this time?" a female classmate asked.

"Yes, I still miss the food and people in my hometown." Zhang Hui said.

"Where will Zhang Shuai be in high school when he returns to China?" the fat male student asked Zhang Hui.

"Opened a small company with a partner."

"Are you married Zhang Shuai!"

The smile on Zhang Hui's face deepened. His face was still the same as when he was a teenager, but if you look closely, there are already shallow fine lines at the corners of his eyes, which is a little less youthful and more charming than a mature man. .

"I don't even have a girlfriend yet, and marriage should be far away."

"Ah, Zhang Shuai, do you think I can do it! Do I have a chance!" The slightly tidy female student waved her hand excitedly and winked at Zhang Hui.

"Hey! You Wang Jiani, don't you want to be someone's stepmother? Why do you still miss Zhang Shuai!" Lin Xiyi glanced at Wang Jiani.

"What's the matter! It's impossible for me and Zhang Shuai, it's possible for you and Zhang Shuai!" Wang Jiani said angrily, without the aristocratic arrogance she had at the beginning, she fought with Lin Xiyi as aggressively as she did back then.

Looking at their quarrel, Zhang Hui seemed to see Wang Jiani chasing and twisting Lin Xiyi's face in the old student union office: "You Lin Saozhu, have you stolen my old lady's buns again, this is No. 80 a few times , You said you were caught by me every time, you said you did it on purpose."

Lin Xiyi swallowed the meat buns with difficulty, and then ran behind Zhang Hui: "Help, Zhang Shuai! Help me! Witch Wang is going to kill someone!"

Zhang Hui would smile and take him out, "Don't be afraid if you're a man."

"I'm afraid—ah—don't twist your face!" Lin Xiyi's pig cry echoed in the corridor.

……

It seems to recall more things from my boyhood, Zhang recalled.

Seeing everyone let go of their laughter, Yanyan, laughing and chatting, time seems to have returned to those years all at once.

They looked like they were in their prime when they were young.

Eh?Suddenly he felt a burning sensation on his back, as if a passionate gaze had been staring at him for a long time, he turned his head, and met a man who he couldn't recognize his face or name, but he was still sitting in the classmate He kept staring at him on the desk, probably he knew him.

He smiled at the man, but the man turned his head away.

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