come close to me hold me

Wen Jing was at the innermost end of the sofa, looking at her former lover through the dim light, with mixed feelings in her heart.Jiang Yien had told her before that Ji Xiaoyu might come, so she dressed up to attend, put on the most delicate eye makeup and the brightest lip gloss, thinking that she was mentally prepared, but at this moment, tears still appeared in her eyes.

Ji Xiaoyu walked in calmly, greeted all the former leaders and teachers politely, and finally handed Jiang Yien a carefully wrapped gift:

"Happy birthday, Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Yien took the gift, and winked like before: "Let me see what something incredible..."

Before she opened the gift box, she sneaked a peek at it, for fear that Ji Xiaoyu would send her some weird things again, but the box was just a small night light, a little white dolphin in the glass cover, very beautiful , quite satisfactory.

Jiang Yien breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart sank for some reason. After three years, Ji Xiaoyu was no longer that little white who would take a detour when she saw the leader, no longer the one who would teach her to untie her underwear with one hand, and send her The ghost of the finger cot is fine.He took off his casual clothes and sneakers, and put on "feminine" clothes. He lost a lot of his childishness, and also lost his youthful edge.

"Thank you, I like it!"

She accepted it happily, and her words became a little rusty. Facing her friend's words and deeds that became more and more decent, she didn't know whether to be grateful or regretful.

Ji Xiaoyu finally looked at Wen Jing after delivering the presents, and greeted Wen Jing calmly: "Don't come here without any problems."

Wen Jing lowered her eyes, and finally responded with a faint smile: "You have changed a lot."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, and even Chen Nianci was watching the changes.An Xun had expected this situation early in the morning. The girl said that she wanted to take the opportunity to create opportunities for Ji Xiaoyu and Wen Jing. Although it sounded naive, she still chose to support the girl's decision. In order to prevent the girl's enthusiasm from doing bad things, it was she who suggested that the meeting Inform the two of them in advance of the meeting.

In the final analysis, if you want to remake a couple who broke up, the result is nothing more than success or failure.An Xun just wanted to show her attitude, everything is the same, no matter what Jiang Yien does, she will always stand by her side.

If it succeeds, she will accompany her in joy; if it fails, she will accompany her in sadness.

Fortunately, in a place where Su Wen was present, it was impossible to cool down. When she saw something was wrong, she immediately stood up and yelled: "If you are late, you will be punished with a drink!"

"Okay, I'll drink!"

Ji Xiaoyu happily drank the cup.

Su Wen clapped his hands and applauded, and greeted the next process in an anti-customer manner, eating and drinking, everything was going on lively, and the atmosphere warmed up a little.

Jiang Yien and An Xun sat next to Chen Nianci, and they also listened to a lot of advice during the chat. In the final analysis, they were told to cherish and tolerate each other.

Su Wen and Li Min also listened quietly to the old man's words, holding their hands together.Wen Jing and Ji Xiaoyu looked at each other at certain moments, and then both avoided their eyes.

After drinking for three rounds, it was finally time to blow out the candles and cut the cake.Wen Jing and Ji Xiaoyu got up at the same time to turn off the lights, but in their haste they accidentally stepped on each other's feet, stumbling into each other's arms.

"Be careful!" Ji Xiaoyu reluctantly caught Wen Jing, and when he raised his head, his forehead bumped again, his eyes were a little closer, his heart was beating uncontrollably, he swallowed a mouthful, straightened her up, and let go quickly.

Su Wen was puzzled for a while: "Which role will you two play?"

Li Min helped An Xun bring the cake to the high table, looked back at the noisy people, smiled at each other and shook his head.

Inadvertently, Jiang Yien ran to turn off the light by himself: "I have to do it myself!" After finishing speaking, he simply connected his mobile phone to Bluetooth, and played a birthday song on the screen. The few people couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly sang along .

"Xiao En, make a wish."

While the candles were flickering, An Xun kept staring at the girl's flickering face, guessing the acquiescence in her heart, maybe it was love for a long time, maybe it was career advancement, no matter what it was, she would accompany the girl To achieve, to witness.

And the girl's wish is far more ordinary than she imagined. When she folded her hands together, she was silently making a wish:

"I hope that An Xun can be happy every day for the rest of her life."

Ordinary, but also more moving.

Jiang Yien quietly manipulated the remote control of the projection equipment, the birthday song stopped abruptly and was replaced by "Intimate Lover", which was the first time An Xun sang for her.

An Xun looked back in surprise, and saw that the screen was automatically flipping through the photos, which were full of their memories.

At first, it was two concert tickets.

"This is the first time we met by coincidence, and it was also our first meeting. We set off separately and met by chance. Two tickets that had nothing to do with each other overlapped."

The girl explained in detail, and the lines prepared in advance seemed a bit blunt. An Xun only thought it was cute, and secretly grabbed her hand, only to realize that she was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

She encouraged: "Keep talking, I'm listening."

Jiang Yien nodded, from this moment on, this gift seemed to become a show for everyone, and she no longer had to worry about whether An Xun would like it.

After the photo is switched, it is a small paper boat.

"This is the first gift you gave me. When I was powerless again in the face of death, it was you who told me 'more than regret'."

"This is the first time I have signed a rental contract, and it is also the day I entered your house for the first time."

"This is the first meal we cooked together. That day we held hands for the first time, went to the supermarket together for the first time, you bought me the first cup of milk tea, and gave me the key to my sister's room. It was also your first time Once, take me home."

Jiang Yien kept showing the photos, kept recalling their stories, and gradually forgot the nervousness, leaving only the joy of being moved.

An Xun looked at the photos from time to time, and looked at her more. She never thought about so many details and so many moments, and the girl paid attention to recording them.

There is also the first time I went to a furniture store to buy couple pajamas, the first time I made a handmade wallet, the first time I played the piano and sang, the first time I decided to be together, the first time I took a public class together, the first time I watched the sunset together, the first time A hot spring, the first time to go skiing, the first time to go to Disney, the first time to break up, the first time to get back together......

The girl seemed to have given her all the firsts.

She slowly leaned on the girl, like a spring rain in her heart, silently nourishing the flower buds, and finally bloomed at a certain moment. At that moment, she turned her back to other people, under the cover of the girl's embrace, tears fell like rain.

At the end of the film, she secretly wiped away her tears, withdrew from her arms and stood facing the girl, her eyes blended together, listening to the girl's final confession.

"Sister An, I knew from a young age that I was nothing special, but to be your lover, to be the one who can give you happiness, I really feel that I am great."

"Thank you for loving me, and thank you for letting me love you."

"I have slowed you down too many times in this life, so I won't fight you this time. But I still ask for marriage, for our next life."

Jiang Yien took out the small box that had been hidden for a long time, took a step with his right foot, and was about to kneel down, An Xun was startled, and immediately supported her: "Don't kneel!"

Jiang Yien was stunned for a moment: "But you have to kneel to propose marriage."

An Xun frowned lightly and smiled sweetly.

"That is the rule of Westerners. I don't want you to submit to me, and I don't want you to be my knight. We are all women, and there is no one who is strong or weak between us. You are a princess, and so am I."

Those who are young should take the initiative to attack, and those who look strong should take care of those who look weak. These stereotypes are not valid among them.

Jiang Yien's face was moved, his eyes were burning, he stood up straight according to An Xun's intention, looking straight into those gentle eyes, his heart became soft.

She clasped those hands again, cautiously:

"An Xun, if there is an afterlife, would you be my lover again?"

An Xun's eyes are still the same. In the bright and beautiful eyes, there is always a bit of autumn sadness. It is the sweetness left to her by the past, which makes her always arouse pity even if she is cold as ice, even if she is omnipotent.

So even in just a few seconds, Jiang Yien couldn't hold on, and before An Xun agreed, he hugged him distressedly, so that she could cry in her arms.

The few people in the dark had already cried to the point of tears, and even Su Wen didn't jump out at this moment to point out Jiang Yien's worthlessness.

They were moved by the same story, and seemed to have their own minds.

Chen Nianci looked at An Xun's profile, very much like the girl she loved.Thinking of how she had witnessed the love between An Lin and Xi Xian from the perspective of a bystander in the past, the pain that had been silent for a long time spread up again, turning into tears of determination.No one knows how generous and tolerant she must be to endure the rumors and slander and die alone, and to treat An Lin's love crystallization with others as her own child.

Confused, Wen Jing touched Ji Xiaoyu's hand little by little, hesitated a few times, and finally, under the intentional or unintentional collision, was held tightly, without looking at each other and without saying a word.

Jiang Yien knew that An Xun didn't like to cry in front of people, probably because of hugging her, the suppressed emotions finally got a little unbearable, but at this moment, only he could hear the low sobs on his neck.

"Fool, you always like to hold back your emotions. Why do you have to hold back tears of joy? You cry when you propose marriage. Everyone cried..." She rubbed An Xun's frivolous back and whispered comfort in her ear.

Finally, in a choked voice, I heard the long-awaited answer.

"I am willing."

"Life after life, I am willing."

She waited for this long-dream moment, and put on the ring with her own hands for the only love of her life.

Only then did Ji Xiaoyu take the lead in coaxing: "Kiss one! Kiss one!"

Under the background of the atmosphere, Wen Jing excitedly followed suit, and when they looked at each other, it seemed that they were not so strange anymore.

Seeing the girl's expectant eyes, An Xun smiled helplessly and lovingly.She knew that Chen Nianci was tolerant and kind, and wouldn't mind their enthusiasm, so she overcame her reserve, and took the initiative to wrap her arms around the girl's neck, leaning her head slightly closer, her warm breath blending, and the tips of her noses slowly touching each other.

Just about to close his eyes, Su Wen suddenly yelled: "Wait!"

The booing stopped for a moment, and An Xun and Jiang Yien were also separated a little in fright, and turned to look at her with a dazed expression.

"I haven't proposed a marriage in this life yet!" Su Wen reminded.

Li Min also came to his senses: "Yes, An An, Jiang Yien has finished speaking, don't you have anything to say?"

An Xun paused for a moment, then looked back at Jiang Yien, his eyes understood a lot, so he smiled slightly: "No hurry, just wait."

Everyone was a little puzzled and looked at each other.

But she got closer to the girl's breath again, wrapped her hands tighter, and said softly:

"Now, my little friend wants me to kiss her..."

As soon as the words fell, the soft lips were already pressed together, and Jiang Yien was already teased to the point where he couldn't find his way, and before he could react, he reluctantly separated.

The few people around haven't watched it enough and are still booing, but Jiang Yien's eyes are already full of satisfaction with a smile.

An Xun didn't kiss her because of teasing, but because he knew she wanted it, so he gave it to her.

"Xiao En, wait for me."

An Xun smiled faintly, and exited the room mysteriously. No one knew what she was going to do, and Jiang Yien couldn't guess it either.

Soon, the melodious sound of contemptuous music came, and they walked out following the sound.

Jiang Yien's brows frowned, his heart pounded instinctively, the air around him seemed to be pulled back a long time ago, and the sudden urgency that was almost suffocating.Like the wind chimes on the eaves of a seven-story pagoda, they blew together, one after another, falling in disorder.

Xin moved slowly with her body, and walked towards the door step by step in astonishment, followed the direction of the music, and walked downstairs along the escalator.

Like forest bathing, like sea breeze.

It's so familiar, so familiar that I don't know why it's so familiar, tears have already broken down.

With her eyes blocked, she could only see a champagne-colored skirt, shining with broken stars under the warm light. After walking down a few stairs, the figure came into view little by little. The slender figure, like The long hair like clouds and water moved slightly with the music.

Such a tune, such a person, is exactly the same as it was 19 years ago.But even if the figure overlapped with the former person, she saw An Xun first.

It seemed that it was the first time she had seen An Xun playing the violin, that omnipotent hand was holding the bow and rubbing against the strings, her eyebrows were lowered and her head was nodding with gentleness.The hazy memories gradually cleared up, and the figure of the moon finally gradually became clear in my mind.

It turned out that this was not the first time, it turned out that this was the first time we met here.

It turns out that you are really the moon.

There was a lump in her throat, tears burst into her eyes, thousands of images flashed through her mind, and her heart was weighed down very heavily.Only then did she recall what was the inexplicable sense of familiarity that An Xun brought her in the past, and what was the gentle power that always made her heart ache and want to cry. It turned out that it was not a first encounter, but a reunion after a long absence.

It seems that it is not as surprising as expected, as if it has been guessed that it will be so.

Besides you, who else would it be?