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Cheng Che was completely bewildered.

I didn't know how to finish the wedding banquet, and then I was bathed in the envious, jealous and shocked eyes of all kinds of students, and got into Zhao Qingling's car in a daze.

The car that Zhao Qingling drove was actually quite ordinary.

It may be because of the classmate's wedding, and I didn't want to steal the limelight, so I deliberately kept a low profile.But it's useless to be low-key, after all, the family background of the CEO of a listed company is well known.

Even if you drive this kind of ordinary car, you can only make people sigh "simple, modest and connotative".

In fact, when he was in high school, Zhao Qingling's family was not that rich.

Although at that time, everyone liked to say that the school grass Zhao Qingling was handsome and had good grades and his family was rich, but the Zhao family's wealth at that time was at most a small duplex villa in the suburbs.

It was only after graduation that Cheng Che heard that Zhao Qingling's father's company grew bigger and bigger, and later went public.

After graduating from high school, Cheng Che would definitely go to the class reunion every year.

Although he doesn't have a necessary sense of existence, even though he doesn't have any special friends in high school except Zhao Qingling.But as long as he receives mass party notices, he will always go.

Just because of a little hope—maybe Zhao Qingling will come.

Although I know that he is studying in the United States, I always think that he will go home during the Chinese New Year, not to mention that there are winter and summer vacations abroad, so, what if, what if?

It's a pity that Zhao Qingling has never attended the class reunion for so many years.

The same goes for Tang Mi, who has never been here.

As for the class reunion, it has always been like this throughout the ages - everyone likes to make fun of anyone who is not present.

So after a full meal, everyone scrolled through Zhao Qingling and Tang Mi's Facebook in the private room, talking about all the gossip they heard about them.

They said that at the Freshmen Ball at the University of Washington, Zhao Qingling called an extended limousine to pick up Tang Mi, who was stunning in a purple cheongsam modified dress.

They said that Zhao Qingling took Tang Mi to Canada for snow jumping in winter.

They said that the scenery of Yellowstone Park was really beautiful, Zhao Qingling loved Tang Mi too much, and was busy taking pictures for her all the time.

Every time Cheng Che listened silently, his heart ached with envy.

... The person he likes is on the other side of the sea far away from him, a country he has never set foot in.

And the world that that person has been in all this time is also very, very far away from him.

Even if you spend your whole life trying to reach out, you will never be able to touch it.

Gradually, time is not forgiving. Cheng Che, from his early 20s, has unknowingly stepped into the end of his 20s.

The classmate of the year got married and had children one after another.

The pressure from career and family became heavier, and everyone became busier and busier. Gradually, the annual class reunion became difficult to hold.

Without the class reunion, the only chance Cheng Che could think of to meet Zhao Qingling was to attend the wedding of a common classmate.

Of course, many people invite him to the wedding when they get married, but they are just fools who treat him as a bargaining chip.

Even Zhao Qingling and him couldn't compete with each other in high school, so they sent invitations to him with a shy face.

Of course Cheng Che knew about it, but he didn't care.

He didn't care, because he didn't go to those weddings with the feeling of "must see Zhao Qingling".

He didn't have such high hopes.

What I really want is to have a little bit of hope for a long and tiring life during the short time on the way to the wedding banquet hotel and sitting on the bus.

Maybe?

He always sat by the shaking window of the bus, looking at the tree shadows, and dreaming in his heart.

Maybe, after waiting for a while to arrive at the wedding venue, I really have the opportunity to look at him from a distance again.

Maybe, if you're lucky, you might even get to say a word or two.

Although, knowing that the possibility is slim.

But maybe, maybe?

Cheng Che never wanted much.

He never had unrealistic fantasies that after many years, Zhao Qingling would be willing to continue to be friends with him, and occasionally asked him out for a drink, to go to his house to play or something.

He doesn't have such high ideals.

But after all, that person was the only ray of light in his gloomy life.

I just want to take a look at him from a distance... and take another look at him that is so warm and bright.

that's it.

Year after year, wedding after wedding.

Cheng Che also began to slowly learn to accept the reality.

Perhaps, he will never wait for that day.Maybe, Zhao Qingling will never return to China again.

His life may have been like this for the rest of his life.

There is no thought, no tenderness, no even a little bit of magic.

But this world is so cruel and colorful at the same time—on a day when he almost no longer had expectations, that slim "maybe" that might never appear miraculously arrived on this day.

At the end of the wedding banquet, when Cheng Che got into Zhao Qingling's car, he was completely in a trance.

The seat belt bell beeped for a while, but he didn't hear it.

Until I smell the faint, alluring perfume again.

Gentle and introverted, broad and stable, the aroma of tobacco and wood fills the whole world.

Zhao Qingling overturned from the driver's seat towards him, got very close, looked at him with black eyes, as if he was about to kiss him.

Cheng Che trembled all over.

The world seems to be filled with gorgeous fireworks, becoming so beautiful and so unreal-and then there is a "click", and the seat belt is buckled.

"Why are you in a daze?" Zhao Qingling helped him fasten his seat belt and let him go, smiling a bit slyly for some reason, "As stupid as a roe deer raised by my old grandmother in Northeast China."

Sunlight, leaking through the front window.

Zhao Qingling's face was very handsome, he smiled, half of his face was in the sun and half in the shadow.

Cheng Che looked at him like that.

There is only one voice left frantically in my heart-really, enough is enough.

He has liked this person for ten years.More than ten years later, this person is as handsome, sunny, gentle, and laughing as he was back then, and he hasn't changed at all.

Great, really great.

Not to mention that more than ten years later, there is still a chance to get so close.For a second or two, he could think wildly that his whole life had been worth it.

……

After the car started, Cheng Che kept wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

After all, he has always been stupid and slow to react.

And he was still thinking - if this was the last time he met Zhao Qingling, maybe he would keep silent on this instead, in order to seal up the most perfect memory.

So, don't talk too much, don't be stupid, right?

In this way, after ten or twenty years, when he has enough courage to take out this treasured memory and look through it, he will definitely be grateful to himself now.

But, but.

Another voice in my heart was crazily shouting, talk, talk to him!

Even if it's absurd, even if it's stupid, at least try to say something!

Maybe it made him happy, maybe it made him laugh, maybe next time...he will still want to contact you.

Even if it's just going out for a drink, an appointment for a meal, or a small favor for each other in the future.

Then, wouldn't we be able to see him again?

How happy would it be if we could see each other occasionally in the future?

So, come on, think of a way, it shouldn't be too difficult to say something, right? !As an ex-classmate, ex-friend, use all the memories you had together to find a way to get close to him!

Hurry up!

Cheng Che urged himself, just racking his brains.

...However, it may be that the long silence in the car caused the air to be too stagnant.Zhao Qingling beside him stretched out his white fingers and turned on the car stereo.

In an instant, the whole car was submerged by the melody, and there was no chance to speak again.

late.

Cheng Che was at a loss.

Annoyed that his slowness was useless, but a familiar melody came to his ears.

……

The day I skipped class for you

the day the flowers fall

Why can't I see that room in the classroom?

The rainy day that disappeared, I really want to get wet again

……

The surrounding scenery has changed.

It is no longer the smell of mature leather in the car, and the time suddenly returns to a long time ago, back to the green years when I was sitting in a daze on the playground with Zhao Qingling.

In high school at that time, few people in the school had mobile phones.

But Zhao Qingling is different, Zhao Qingling always has the latest models in his hand.

So, on many sunny afternoons, Cheng Che remembered sitting together on the stands of the playground, listening to music with earphones alone in a daze, and leaning gently and unobtrusively on Zhao Qingling's shoulder.

...I didn't expect that I still kept the courage I lost.

In the earphones, the familiar voice sang over and over again.

I didn't expect that I still kept the courage I lost.

I really want to ask again

Will you wait or leave?

Someone once loved you for a long time

But the rain gradually

too big for me to see you

How long will it take for me to be by your side

Someone once loved you for a long time

Someone once loved you for a long time

Once upon a time

Once upon a time ten years ago.

It really was a long, long, long time ago.

Fortunately, after many years, Zhao Qingling has not changed at all.

Whether it's his appearance, his gentleness, or the songs he loves to listen to.

Cheng Che slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Because he couldn't take it anymore, couldn't help it—I was afraid that if he didn't laugh out quickly, the tears would burst the embankment and drown himself.

I dare not open my eyes, and the whole person cannot move.

Just smiling like that, clutching the seat tightly, like drowning.

It took a long time before he slowly relaxed and leaned back on the passenger seat as if he had lost all his strength.

So good, so good.

It's really great to meet him and like him in my lifetime, and to meet that boy again after so many years.

Really.

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