Juliet Tower

Chuqing Art Hotel, even the details are uniquely designed.

The sightseeing elevator not only has three sides of floor-to-ceiling glass, but also has a transparent floor and ceiling. Passengers can briefly overlook the bustling urban landscape, which can effectively soothe the anxious mood and kill the garbage time of stopping floor by floor during peak hours.

An Jiayu's legs went numb the first time she stepped into the glass box.When they went up, they took the elevator on the opposite side, which was just an ordinary passenger elevator.

Seeing him froze, the agent behind him decisively pressed the button on the first floor and closed the elevator door: "Hurry up, I understand that you have worked hard to fly here, but you are a junior and it's not easy to keep everyone waiting, don't worry about what the media will say You..."

An Jiayu didn't bother to pay attention to those unwarranted criticisms from the media, and he was not from the entertainment circle, especially at this moment, the sightseeing elevator troubled him much more than the unknown negative news.

Few people knew that he was born with a fear of heights, so he turned around bravely, tried his best to close his peripheral vision, and concentrated on staring at the elevator door, which was the only opaque place in this space.But when the car started to descend, the scenery outside the glass was clearly reflected on the polished metal door. The flowing light and shadow reminded him that he was falling, and the feeling of weightlessness forced him to close his eyes.

An Jiayu clenched the cold handrail, took a deep breath, and then began to count the seconds silently.The performer is comfortable with the speed of 60BPM, and can reach the first floor after counting sixty beats.

But only halfway through the count, the car suddenly slowed down and then hovered in midair.

Someone is coming up.

He slowly opened his eyes, still feeling dizzy, and the number on the electronic screen displayed 16.

He lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a pair of Martin boots and a pair of high-heeled shoes appearing in front of the slowly opened elevator door.

For some reason, the two of them didn't step into the elevator for a long time, they just stuck in place.

An Jiayu was a little impatient, frowned, and slowly moved her gaze upwards, past her straight legs, her crisp windbreaker, and onto her fair skin that contrasted strongly with black.

Be caught off guard.

He suddenly heard a loud hum in the quiet air, and his dizziness from fear of heights intensified, and his heart hung like an elevator under his feet, precarious.

If it wasn't for the fact that the face was not exactly the same as when he dreamed back at midnight, he almost thought that he was hallucinating due to excessive tension.

Qiao Yumian has changed.

Of course he will change.

Time endows each person with different changes, some of which pass away life unsatisfactorily, while others are polished more and more beautifully, and Qiao Yumian obviously belongs to the latter.

His shoulders, which were always slightly turned inward, became flat and wide like a clothes hanger after being unfolded, and his eyes, which often wandered in confusion and restlessness, became firm and peaceful. Whether it was a genuine or a fake smile, there was also a little bit of astonishment mixed in at the moment.

An Jiayu didn't know if he was in a panic at the moment, but he just couldn't look away. He lost his voice, lost his ability to move, and turned into a plaster statue that would just stand there. smash.

"Sorry, we're in a hurry. Are you going downstairs together?" The manager behind finally couldn't help but break the deadlock.

The young and thin boy at the door withdrew his arm knowingly, and let the elevator door slowly close again. An Jiayu watched as Qiao Yumian was covered inch by inch.

He panicked, for a moment he forgot to look for the button to open the door, but instinctively stretched out his hand, trying to directly block the gap in the door that was only one fist wide.

All children will be reminded by their parents and teachers not to block the elevator doors with their bodies. This is an extremely dangerous action, but he, an adult with both hands insured, cannot resist instinct.

He didn't touch the hard metal door, however.

Qiao Yumian reached out her hand almost at the same time as him, and what he touched was another person's soft but not so smooth skin.

An Jiayu felt that this hand was always a little cold like it was back then.

Xiao Maoyan quickly pressed the down button on the side to stop their dangerous operation.

Right now, no matter how stupid people are, they can tell that Qiao Yumian and the violinist are old acquaintances. The clever boy unconsciously lowered his head and licked his lips.

It is not uncommon for two men to shake hands face to face, but the atmosphere of the handshake made him a little uncomfortable. The ten intertwined fingers even gave him a feeling of seeing no evil, as if the air was heating up.

He glanced at the silent female boss beside him, and then at the middle-aged woman who was secretly observing in the elevator, and everyone remained calm.

He came from a small border town, and the people in the big city once again made him elusive. What exactly is going on here?If no one speaks, are they going to stand here forever?

"Hey, you guys have something to talk about later, the event is about to start." The middle-aged woman turned on the phone screen to the violinist, but the latter didn't even look at it.

Qiao Yumian pulled An Jiayu out of the sightseeing elevator with a little force.He saw the fine sweat on the forehead and the tip of the nose. The sightseeing elevator with a transparent floor is simply torture for those who are afraid of heights.He turned and walked to the opposite side, pressed the button on the other wall, and whispered, "Wait for this."

An Jiayu followed behind him, staring at him blankly.

The elevator was very quiet, with the humming sound of the car.

This elevator will stop at the first floor after just a few tens of seconds, and one of them will leave first, returning to be the world-renowned violinist.And the other will go downstairs step by step, eat, and then devote himself to ordinary work, and continue to be an ordinary person running around for a living.

The light was a little dim, and although Qiao Yumian knew that the camera would always make people fatter by two turns, An Jiayu was thinner than he imagined.

"When did you come back?" He said dryly, trying to stop the atmosphere that became more sticky due to the long-term staring.

An Jiayu didn't answer, just lowered his eyes and gently rubbed his left little finger with his fingertips.

Only then did Qiao Yumian understand where the familiar yet unfamiliar numbness that filled half of her body came from.

Their hands haven't let go yet.

He forced himself to let go of his hand, but the feeling still lingered all over his body, as if it just took advantage of the moment, penetrated into the skin, and took root in the blood.

"I just came back in the morning." An Jiayu looked down at her hand that was thrown away.

"..." After a long time, he suddenly saw a disturbing sense of humbleness on the violinist's face, which was completely different from his appearance on stage and in front of the media. "Is there a concert?"

"...No." An Jiayu raised her arm, revealing Caprice on her wrist, "endorsement activities."

It turned out that the luxury brand mentioned by the security guard in the morning was Oura.

Qiao Yumian nodded: "Yes. It's very beautiful."

In the blink of an eye, they finished walking together, Qiao Yumian pressed the button to open the door for him, stayed where he was, and didn't say goodbye.

Unexpectedly, An Jiayu didn't move for a long time, he turned his head, his eyes were a little red: "You moved..."

"Huh?" Qiao Yumian was taken aback, "...well. Moved."

"You don't even need your WeChat or QQ? Or...you blocked me?" An Jiayu turned around and approached him. The makeup artist could cover the blemishes on his skin, but he couldn't cover the tiredness in his eyes. Qiao Yumian guessed that it was from a long-distance flight sequelae.

"No. I don't need QQ... Wechat changed the number, and my original mobile phone was stolen." He took half a step back and answered truthfully.

An Jiayu ignored the manager who kept urging and warning him outside the door, slapped his hand holding the door opener away, accompanied him in the elevator, and continued down.

Qiao Yumian's back pressed against the wallboard, and there was no way to retreat.

It seemed like he hadn't been hugged in a long time.

His mother was almost incapacitated, and his father... There was no such intimacy between grown men.

The last one who hugged him like this seemed to be An Jiayu too.

After graduating and joining the company, he also tried not to reject other people's advances straightforwardly like in the past, and tried to open his heart, but the result was always disappointing, he didn't feel any excitement, tension or expectation.

"Forget it, feelings can't be forced. You have no interest in me at all. Just treat this movie as an invitation to you. Thank you for the dinner and popcorn." The other party is usually generous and decent.

Su Ruike said that being able to go on a date with someone as handsome as him is also profitable, and there is no need to feel guilty.

In fact, he really didn't feel guilty, he just felt sorry.

I regret that I have lost the ability to love someone because of running around for a living all the year round.

But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he hadn't lost anything.

Painful heart palpitations, a sense of suffocation, a sense of falling, and An Jiayu returned to his embrace.

The remaining sanity reminded him again that this should not be done.

But the body was very honest, those sleeping memories controlled his arms to wrap around the opponent's waist, and his stiff body became soft in an instant.

"Sister, I, Brother Qiao..." Xiao Mao accompanied the female boss to wait in the elevator hall on the first floor.

"Tsk..." Su Ruike was in a complicated mood, and she wanted to bite her nails unconsciously, but then she remembered that she had just been to a nail salon and quickly gave up.

She closed her eyes and sighed... First love is beautiful, but things are different from people. Those two teenagers who skipped school and took the train to the beach that she met by chance back then were about to disappear from her memory.

The author says:

The wedge is just that long.

In the next chapter, we need time to master the law, and return to the youth~

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