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In fact, it was just a one-sided relationship, strictly speaking, it could not even be regarded as meeting each other.

Shen Zhifei's grandma was a bit patriarchal, so in the early spring when Shen Zhifei was eight years old, she had a younger brother. When Shen Zhifei came home from school, she saw her mother holding a small milk dumpling in her arms. Fei smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he clumsily snatched it up and hugged him.

When her mother casually told her that it was her younger brother, Shen Zhifei had a look of surprise on her face flushed by the wind, and the more she looked at the little dumpling in her arms, the more she liked it.

Of course, Shen Zhifei at that time didn't know that this little dumpling would become a demon king who fought with her every day. If she knew...she would definitely tease Shen Zhiming a few more times before he would file a complaint.

When Shen Zhifei and Zhang Yao first got acquainted, there was a weekend in the second year of high school when Shen Zhiming came to pick her up from school on a whim.

Zhang Yao looked at each other face to face, the seven or eight-year-old child was very cute, and then said goodbye to Shen Zhifei's mother.

At that time, when she was young, Shen Zhiming probably couldn't remember anything from that hasty side.

The round little face overlapped with the boy in front of her, Zhang Yao smiled and withdrew her hand: "I belong to your sister..."

Shen Zhifei suddenly turned his head to look at her, not knowing what she would say, with a small look of anticipation in his eyes.

Ex-girlfriend?Or a classmate?

Zhang Yao raised her eyes, stared into Shen Zhifei's eyes, and slowly added the following words, "Sister."

Shen Zhifei closed her eyes, suppressed the disappointment in her eyes without showing any trace, she nodded in agreement: "Well, she is my senior sister."

Shen Zhiming grinned, and lifted the curtain of the kitchen in a gentlemanly way: "Hi sister, please?"

But he murmured in his heart, Shen Zhifei had graduated ten years ago, where did the senior sister come from, she hadn't seen her in eight lifetimes.

Zhang Yao thanked her, leaned slightly and walked in.Standing aside, Shen Zhifei silently withdrew his outstretched hand, secretly biting his back molars.

When Shen Zhiming, who knew nothing, raised his head, he felt that his sister's eyes were slightly gloomy, and that look made him feel as if he had some hatred for killing his father and taking his wife with her, and he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Shen Zhiming continued to lift the curtain, his hands shook slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you, sister?"

"It's nothing." Shen Zhifei gave him a cool look, and then instantly burst into a gentle and harmless smile: "I think you are a gentleman, and you will definitely be a good husband in the future."

Shen Zhiming: "...Sister, are you suddenly crazy?"

Sister, be normal, I'm afraid!

Shen Zhifei's smile froze, he turned around and went around behind him, and said before entering the door: "I didn't do your job, you have to eat and do it yourself."

Shen Zhiming was speechless, let go of his hand quickly, and the bamboo curtain slapped on Shen Zhifei's heel before he could follow.

Shen Zhifei: "..."

Do you want to be beaten? !

Shen Zhiming shrugged innocently.

He suspected that his sister was targeting him, but he had no proof.

Well, his sister didn't know that she'd be driving back on a weekend morning and it happened to be breakfast time, so it was understandable not to do his part, at least on the surface.

Fortunately, the two mature big sisters were not too cold-blooded, and directly abandoned the poor future flowers to eat by themselves. Out of humanitarianism, the two of them sat at the dining table, looked at the sandwiches in front of them, and waited The egg that Shen Zhiming fried for himself came out of the pan.

After Shen Zhiming finished frying the eggs, he took a piece of toast. From the corner of his eye, he saw the smiling faces painted with ketchup on the sandwiches on Zhang Yao and Shen Zhifei's plates, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He stretched out his hand, "Did you draw this thing? Why are you so childish?"

Shen Zhifei tensed his aura, swept the tip of his tongue around his mouth, raised his eyelids and gave Shen Zhiming a sideways glance, slapped his paw away, and said coldly: "Don't touch, I won't take you if you're childish."

Zhang Yao looked at this pair of siblings who were like enemies, the strangeness and discomfort since the reunion was finally replaced by the deja vu at this moment.

As real as she was, Zhang Yao had actually seen her before. Before they separated, Shen Zhifei had always been a heartless child, with joy, anger, sorrow and joy on her face, and sometimes she didn't care about small losses. Zhang Yao thought she was stupid more than once.

At that time, Shen Zhifei was not what he is now. Although he was always smiling, the smile was not as deep as his eyes, like an AI with a social mode set.

In fact, she still wants to know what happened to Shen Zhifei, or what happened to her, so that Shen Zhifei, who was once enthusiastic and lively in high school, disappeared, and let her hide her real self, wearing only a pair of clothes every day. Strange masks are wandering in Vanity Fair.

But she also knew that now was not the time.She doesn't have any position to ask her, ex-girlfriend?That would be too self-indulgent.

Shen Zhifei felt that the air pressure around Zhang Yao suddenly dropped a bit, she didn't dare to speak, she just raised her eyes to look at her from time to time, and the breakfast passed by so quietly.

After dinner, Shen Zhifei and Shen Zhiming sent Zhang Yao out one by one and cleaned up the kitchen. Zhang Yao, who had no time to say a word, was arranged clearly within a few words between the Shen family siblings.

Zhang Yao drove her home yesterday in Shen Zhifei's car, so she didn't drive her own car, so Shen Zhifei volunteered to take her off, but Zhang Yao blocked her back.

Zhang Yao crossed her arms and glanced at her: "Are you sure you won't be arrested for drunk driving?"

Shen Zhifei was stingy: "Probably not? I didn't drink much yesterday."

She just doesn't drink well...

Zhang Yao "tsk", "Take a rest, I will take a taxi back by myself."

Shen Zhifei didn't know if she really didn't want him to give it away.Although she didn't know what unimaginable things she would do when she was drunk, it seemed that after last night, Zhang Yao didn't repel herself so much, at least she didn't come to sneer at her with a few words.

Shen Zhifei has always been more aware of accepting things when they are good. She glanced at Zhang Yao, and there was nothing wrong with her expression, so she nodded, "Okay, then be careful on the road."

Zhang Yao got into the taxi, and Shen Zhifei stood by the side of the road, watching the car start slowly. She didn't notice that the co-pilot's window was lowered. After about a second or two, a hand stretched out from the window, gently Swipe twice.

Shen Zhifei saw Zhang Yao's hand, and like a conditioned reflex, raised his hand to her bye.

She knew that Zhang Yao would see it.

Just like back then through the thick glass of the bus window, Zhang Yao could always find Shen Zhifei under the dim lights of the platform, and then they waved goodbye and continued to look forward to seeing each other tomorrow.

Zhang Yao looked at the smaller and smaller figures in the rearview mirror. The phone in her pocket vibrated. She took it out and looked at it. It was a strange yet familiar phone number, the one she thought would never appear in her contacts again. number in person.

——A message from Shen Zhifei.

"It won't be gone this time."

A sentence without beginning or end, but like hot magma, burning Zhang Yao's eyes red all of a sudden, she clasped the phone on her lap, turned her head and looked at the rearview mirror - the car drove a certain distance , can't see anything anymore.

Zhang Yao blinked away the warmth in her eyes, and did not reply to the message.

Fang Han had revealed to Shen Zhifei a long time ago that Zhang Yao hadn't changed her phone number all these years. Even when she went to college, she just opened an extra number. This old number has been used all the time, from high school to now. .

Shen Zhifei stood at the intersection, watching the taxi disappear into the traffic until it disappeared completely. The mobile phone in her hand did not respond. Her beating heart finally calmed down in such silence, and it still hurt a little when her nails pierced into her palm. Yes, it gradually reached the point where ten thousand ants devoured her heart, and the pain made her breathless.

Sure enough, no one would wait without complaint for a person who left without saying goodbye and didn't know if he would come back.

In the afternoon, Shen Zhifei took Shen Zhiming back to Hanjiang City. Shen Zhiming was in his third year of high school and had a lot of homework. He had classes six days a week, and he could only take a day off on Sunday. But for Chinese students, the holiday is just another place to do homework.

Before leaving, Shen Zhifei hesitated and sent a message to Zhang Yao, even though her unilateral report might upset Zhang Yao, she still sent it.

"I'm going back to Hanjiang City first, Ah Ming still has class tomorrow."

It wasn't that Shen Zhifei was hit, so she stopped thinking about it, she just figured out some things, and returned to Hanjiang City just to send Shen Zhiming back to school, and by the way, arrange many things that she had planned no less than ten times in the past two days.

When Zhang Yao got home, she went into the bathroom to take a shower. First, she couldn't bear to sleep all night with her clothes on. Second, she was covered with the smell of alcohol and her unique fragrance that Shen Zhifei stuck to her yesterday. For Zhang Yao, it can be said that every breath is suffering.

Ever since she met Shen Zhifei in high school, Zhang Yao has discovered that she has a scent, like a floral scent mixed with lemon, which is different from the laundry detergent scent of other students, and most of them dissipate within a few days , but the faint fragrance on her body is particularly long-lasting, often on weekends Zhang Yao can still smell the faint fragrance with body temperature.

When Zhang Yao came out of the shower, she happened to see the message alert that popped up on the screen of her mobile phone.These days, everyone is usually in touch with WeChat, and the inbox of text messages is usually full of advertisements or junk text messages, so she doesn't care much.

Zhang Yao first went to get the hair dryer wrapped in a bath towel, and then slowly blow-dried her hair until it was almost smooth before unlocking the phone to read the news.

"I'm going back to Hanjiang City first, Ah Ming still has class tomorrow."

Holding the mobile phone, Zhang Yao sat on the edge of the bed, hung her fingertips on the screen for a while, typed: "Are you back?" and sent it.

When she came to her senses, Zhang Yao's face was full of remorse, and she wished that the text message also had an undo function. She quickly typed and explained: "I don't mean anything else, just ask casually."

But there was no chance to send this sentence, because Shen Zhifei rushed back to the message before her.

"return."

Zhang Yao pursed her lips, and a happy arc flashed at the corner of her mouth, which was fleeting.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't ignore the joy in her heart just now.

It's like... years of anticipation finally got a dusty answer.