first love again

Chapter 2

Xu Miao frowned, her dark eyes became a little absent-minded.

Jiang Yifan's words seemed familiar.

He once said the same thing.

They were both 17 years old that year.At this age, the winds of the four seasons are cool, and there seems to be a faint smell of sea water and green leaves in the wind, which is as fresh as the air in the distant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist in the early morning.

The 17-year-old boy is young and ignorant, looking at each other with hot and revealing eyes, always full of love, if you like someone, if you hide him in your heart, your whole heart will be filled.

Jiang Yifan became his deskmate, from winter to summer.

In only half a year, Xu Miao was completely in deep trouble.

In the hot summer afternoon with the sound of cicadas, Xu Miao secretly wrote a sentence on the blank space of the latest page of the physical notebook that Jiang Yifan borrowed from him:

let's be together!

He returned the dark blue thick notebook to Jiang Yifan, his eyes gleamed with sly light, and he whispered in his ear, "Open it quickly, there is a surprise inside."

Jiang Yifan's slender fingers touched the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looked at him sideways, his eyes were flat and cold, without any emotion.

Xu Miao quietly held her breath, looking forward to the reaction of "Bingshan" Xueba.

Jiang Yifan looked away, opened the notebook directly, and turned to the latest blank page without any mistakes.

The six ugly words written on it jumped before my eyes.

Jiang Yifan lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and his clear voice was particularly dull: "No."

Xu Miao slowly regained consciousness and withdrew from the memory. For the first time in eight years, he looked directly at Jiang Yifan.

He opened his mouth, imitating his expression and tone at that time, and said in one word: "No."

Jiang Yifan picked up the water glass and only held it in his hands. There was still no extra emotion on his face, as if he had already guessed Xu Miao's answer.

He didn't speak, even after Xu Miao refused.

The room became silent again, and the cold wind outside the window slapped the window, making a burst of noise, like a bad-tempered old man deliberately losing his temper to keep people safe.

Xu Miao followed the sound and turned to look out the window.

The night was already very dark, and the wind drifted even more without a trace, like a miserable lonely soul screaming.

He was quiet for half a minute, then got up and said to Jiang Yifan, "It's getting late, you should go back."

Jiang Yifan finally spoke, still making people unable to understand his emotions, "Today is my birthday."

Xu Miao subconsciously glanced at the clock on the wall, paused, "It's time."

Jiang Yifan fell silent again.

After a while, he raised his eyes and stared at Xu Miao, and said in a discussing tone, "I will also write you a love letter, you are with me, huh?"

Xu Miao smiled, her eyes were bent, she was prettier than the moon.

"How old are you, and you still write love letters? You're lucky to have a Ph.D."

Jiang Yifan acted as if he had never heard of it, he just said in a casual way: "You don't want me to write a love letter?"

Xu Miao choked for a long time before retorting in a voice like a mosquito: "I didn't say that."

Jiang Yifan put down his water glass and stood up too, his tall figure blocking the light.

Xu Miao was half a head shorter than him. Standing in front of him, his eyes were almost full of him.

Jiang Yifan looked at him quietly with lowered eyes, and gently pressed the corners of his eyes with his big hands, as usual, rubbing them with his warm and dry fingertips.

This gesture is intimate and familiar. When we were together, Jiang Yifan often touched the corners of his eyes, with a lazy smile on his lips, which was warmer than the sunlight outside the window.

It's been so long, I almost forgot this feeling after not seeing it for so long.

Xu Miao became somewhat unable to control her emotions.

Jiang Yifan met Xu Miao's gradually moist eyes, his heart sank suddenly, and his voice became a little dry, "Xiao Xu."

Xu Miao couldn't hear this name, especially at this time.

When Jiang Yifan touched the corners of his eyes, his suppressed emotions seemed to have finally found an outlet, rushing to the tip of his nose, converging into bursts of sourness.

His eye circles were red, and his pupils were dark and bright, shining brightly.

Jiang Yifan lowered his head, and kissed the corner of his eyes, softly and warmly, he finally couldn't help it, hugged Xu Miao into his arms, and sighed heavily, "Xiao Xu, let me chase you this time, okay? "

Xu Miao quietly wiped away his tears, then reached out to push him away, but he didn't push. He should have been exercising in the past few years, and his body is much stronger than that. You can feel the hard muscles on his arms through the clothes.

"Let go of me." Xu Miao pushed him again.

Jiang Yifan let go of him silently.

Xu Miao stood in front of him and began to undress.

Jacket, sweater, pants, one by one, until all the clothes on the body fell on the floor.

Standing in the cold air, his body trembled slightly, but he raised his chin and looked at Jiang Yifan, "Do it."

There was a dog barking in the distance outside the window, accompanied by a man's thick and snarling voice: "I'll make you paralyzed, I will stew you into a hot pot!"

The cold wind brought this curse.Xu Miao shook her body and opened her wet eyes wide.

He lowered his head and looked at the head between his legs.

This long-lost--

It's like being in a warm spring, moist, warm and soft.

He closed his eyes again, fell heavily into the soft pillow, and let out a long gasp.

"In the drawer, yes." His voice was vague and sticky, "I just bought it..."

Last night, it happened so casually and urgently that no one realized it was going to happen, so no supplies were prepared.

Xu Miao drank some wine, her head was dizzy, and she directly took lotion and stuffed it into Jiang Yifan's hand.

It caused him to feel uncomfortable for a long time. When he went out to eat during the day, he accidentally saw a pharmacy, went in by accident, and bought some things.

He didn't expect that it would be useful at night.

Jiang Yifan was as patient and careful as before, because this process was too lengthy for Xu Miao, and it often made his eyes turn red, as if he was trapped in the clouds, unable to get up or down, and he couldn't give him a good time.

Xu Miao raised her leg and touched his waist, her white and soft legs were full of temptation, urging: "Hurry up, ah."

Jiang Yifan calmly refused: "You will be hurt."

Xu Miao's expression changed, and she said angrily, "Then don't do it."

Jiang Yifan paused when he heard the words, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, his tone was much gentler, "I still like to play small temper."

Xu Miao's face was completely cold, and she pushed him away, "No, I have matured a lot."

Jiang Yifan sat up, his abdominal muscles were particularly prominent.

Xu Miao turned his eyes away and was silent for a while listening to the wind. He moved his lips and said, "Jiang Yifan, let's be friends first."

Jiang Yifan didn't respond, but his face became serious, and his frowning brows clearly showed fear.

Xu Miao pulled aside the quilt to block her body, and continued, "I'm not sure if we're suitable or not, so—"

"Have you not been sure for so long?" Jiang Yifan's voice was cold and without warmth.

Xu Miao's throat choked, and he uttered two words with difficulty: "No..."

Jiang Yifan looked at him, almost locked him in his eyes, and asked in a calm tone, "Why did you break up in the first place?"

Xu Miao slowly looked away, and her eyes fell on the light gray bed sheet, which should still have some warmth.

Jiang Yifan is very smart, Xu Miao can completely guess what he will say next.

really.

Before he could answer, Jiang Yifan spoke again, and the temperature dropped to the extreme, "Because you found that we are not suitable?"

Xu Miao gritted her teeth and said frankly, "Yes."

As soon as this sentence was finished, it was like falling into the deep sea without a sound.

The silence and low air pressure in the room are more terrifying than the silence in the deep sea.

a long time.

Jiang Yifan got up, put on his clothes, and left without saying a word.

Xu Miao lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and sighed softly.

Sooner or later, we have to face this situation. It is better to suffer early than to suffer late.

Xu Miao took out her mobile phone and habitually searched for Jiang Yifan's information.

Top2 graduated with a bachelor's degree and a Ph.D. from Caltech. With such an excellent resume and a family of scholars, he has been looked up to by his peers since childhood.

And he has a high school degree.

How can it be suitable.

Xu Miao was in a trance for a long time, and finally came back from her memories.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash the contents of his ass.

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and the wind outside the window hadn't stopped, and it wasn't snowing when it was windy.

Xu Miao closed the curtains. He really hated winter these past few years.

Tossing and turning on the bed for several hours, Xu Miao finally fell into a drowsy sleep at dawn.

At six o'clock in the morning, if you are still 17 years old, you should get up and go to school for morning exercises and morning reading.

But being an adult also has the perks of being an adult, especially being the boss and going to bed late without struggling to get up on time for work.

Xu Miao slept until noon, when she was woken up by a phone call from Chen Junshuai.

Chen Junshuai was on the other end of the phone, shouting vigorously: "Sanshui, where are you, why aren't you in the Internet cafe?"

Xu Miao raised her hand to cover her eyes, just woke up, her voice was still dull, muffled and deep, "I'm sleeping at home."

Chen Junshuai immediately reacted, took a breath, and asked, "Are you going to be with—"

"No." Xu Miao sat up and laughed at herself, "It didn't work out."

Chen Junshuai didn't ask any other questions, and changed his tone again, "Hey, do you want to come out for dinner? I'll drive a Lamborghini to treat you to dinner!"

Xu Miao smiled: "Okay."

He hung up the phone and took a brief shower.

Put on the sweater and padded jacket, put on the shoes and go out.

As soon as he opened the door, Xu Miao saw Jiang Yifan standing outside the door silently.

Jiang Yifan was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his cold face was a bit unhuman, and he exuded a cold breath.

Xu Miao froze in place holding the key, and it took a long time to find her voice: "You..."

Jiang Yifan raised his eyes to look at him, the tight lip line was a little loose, and he said, "I promise you."

Xu Miao: "Huh?"

He didn't respond.

Jiang Yifan: "You said last night, to be a friend."

Xu Miao: "Oh..."

Jiang Yifan glanced across his face indifferently, left without saying a word.

"That's it, I'm leaving."

Xu Miao called him subconsciously, and when he looked over, he was at a loss for words again. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "Have you been staying at the door?"

Jiang Yifan raised his eyes and looked directly at him: "What's the use of knowing this?"

Xu Miao was dumb, and said: "It's useless."

Jiang Yifan looked away, and listened to the cold wind outside all night. From night to day, his hands were already frozen cold, and his voice had no warmth: "There is no need to know."

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