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The expected silence.Zhou Feng remained unchanged. When she was at a loss, she fell silent.

"Are you still not allowing me to look back?" Jiang Yinqi sighed.

When the two of them broke up, Zhou Feng once said to Jiang Yinqi, "I want you to keep going forward and not look back." Jiang Yinqi didn't do it thoroughly, she kept walking, but looked back frequently.Guangyin Pavilion is the proof.

Jiang Yinqi couldn't wait for Zhou Feng's response, so he could only continue, "No matter how far we go, we always have to look back, right? Why can't it be now? This year is 2020." Jiang Yin Unknowingly, Qi also caught Xin Yue's mantra.

"Xiaoqi," Zhou Feng suddenly called Jiang Yinqi's name softly.

Jiang Yinqi clutched his chest, tears welled up in his eyes.She hasn't heard Zhou Feng call her that for many years.

"You remember today's day." Zhou Feng was like this, she never pretended to be ignorant of Jiang Yinqi's affection.

"I remember everything about you." Jiang Yinqi spoke with a nasal voice, "This is my license plate number."

Jiang Yinqi didn't say "Happy Birthday" because Zhou Feng didn't like it.

Zhou Feng also doesn't like to say happy holidays.She didn't think there was anything special to be happy about those holidays.

Regarding her birthday, Zhou Feng only casually expressed her inner thoughts once.Every time Jiang Yinqi celebrated Zhou Feng's birthday, she would react coldly, because it would make her strongly aware of the time difference between the two.Zhou Feng doesn't like this gap.

There are many things and things that Zhou Feng doesn't like, so she can treat the people or things she loves so attentively.

Jiang Yinqi didn't say happy birthday to Zhou Feng, but firmly remembered the date, it was Zhou Feng's birthday.

"How are you doing?" Zhou Feng didn't care about the license plate number, she only cared about everything about Jiang Yinqi.

"You know that I will have a good life, and you must also know that I will have a bad life." Jiang Yinqi replied.

Zhou Feng didn't say anything.In fact, this answer is also suitable for Zhou Feng.

Jiang Yinqi added, "Good or bad, which part do you want to hear first?"

"You say, I want to hear it." Zhou Feng's voice was as soft as a sigh.

Jiang Yinqi began to tell, "I started from Guangyin Pavilion. This is our house. Although you haven't come to live in it for a day, she is still our house." . "Have you heard this poem? The scenery outside the bedroom window is a maple forest. I often lie in bed and watch them change in four seasons. The most beautiful is autumn. Orange, yellow and red appear gradually, which is fascinating. I also often go to the woods They are all my beautiful friends. I know when they matured, and the color of their leaves. If you come, I will take you for a walk, and I will show you which tree is most like you and which The tree is more like me. They stand together, their branches are connected, one of their leaves is bright pink, and the other is pure crimson."

"In the yard in front of my house, there are two cherry trees planted for you. You don't eat apples, you say that biting apples is very tiring. That was the first time I heard people use "tired" to evaluate apples. Eating cherries is not good. Tired. But I don’t like cherries. The cherries on the tree are eaten by birds. And I have to find someone to clean up the fallen sweet cherries in the yard every year. Waste it? If you think it’s a waste, you can find a spring Come to Guangyin Pavilion to eat cherries."

"Talk about the interior of the house. There are two studios here. You said that you want a separate studio. You hate being disturbed when you are doing things. I separated the two studios far away. Instead, there is only one bedroom. , because in my opinion, only one is needed. I don't like to be separated, I don't like to sleep alone. Although now I always sleep alone. Fortunately, I listened to your teaching, if I want to sleep well, I build my bedroom It should be smaller. You will love this house, it has the femininity of a bird’s nest, and it also embodies the dignity of a snail living alone.”

Jiang Yinqi stopped at this point, waiting for Zhou Feng's response.

"Yes. I like it very much." Zhou Feng replied.

Jiang Yinqi then began to talk about his travels and work, but he didn't talk about his love life.

Zhou Feng listened quietly.The two are still in harmony.

Jiang Yinqi stopped talking about himself and said to Zhou Feng, "Now it's your turn to talk."

"You haven't finished speaking, Xiaoqi, you are still alone." Zhou Feng didn't use interrogative sentences, but a statement.

"I know, you want to ask me why I didn't achieve the goal you set for me, be strong and independent, travel around, eat all kinds of food, and get someone who loves you wholeheartedly. I didn't achieve the last one." Jiang Yinqi remembered just now Discussing the same topic with Xin Yue, but now facing Zhou Feng, the answer is naturally different.

"I achieved three of the four goals, with a score of 75. Teacher Zhou, I passed." Jiang Yinqi said in a slightly joking tone, because she suddenly used the title "Mr. Zhou".

In fact, Jiang Yinqi didn't call Zhou Feng's name face to face, she didn't know how to do it properly.Probably because she was always called "Teacher Zhou" at first, she couldn't change it, and she didn't want to call it "Zhou Feng".Xiaofeng and Afeng felt shy to call Jiang Yinqi so intimately, and Zhou Feng would not agree.Does this count as a metaphor?Their relationship could only go so far.

"Xiao Qi, I hope you have a perfect life. I especially don't want you to deduct points for this item."

Jiang Yinqi laughed softly, "That's not what you said back then. Remember, you said that perfection itself has flaws, and perfection implies a feeling of exhaustion, which means that there is no room for imagination anymore."

Zhou Feng gave a very rare soft laugh, and the two of them were slowly regaining a little bit of the old intimacy, "You remember everything."

Jiang Yinqi remembered Xin Yue's words, so he said, "A friend's statement is also similar. She said that we have become lovers who will always miss each other and are unattainable. This kind of imperfection may be a a higher perfection."

Zhou Feng asked sensitively, "Are you telling others about us?"

"I only told this one friend about the two of us, just a few hours ago. She suggested that I call you. She is a trustworthy friend. Okay, let's not talk about it, it's your turn to talk about it .”