Gold Class Fighter

Chapter 86

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That night, Jianghai has been quietly snowing.

The snow fell silently outside the windshield, caged a taxi on the side of the road, and the silence in the window.

Falling snow reflected the two silent faces in the front window. No one spoke.

"When did you come back?"

Yang Lei asked, breaking the silence.

"just came back."

Fang Yu answered quietly.

The shadow covered most of Fang Yu's face. His voice was lower than before.

"How did you get this on?"

Yang Lei chatted calmly, as if it was just a friend who separated yesterday.

"Come and see someone. If he has something to do, take his place for two days."

Fang Yu said.

"It's not interesting. You don't even come to see me when you're in Jianghai."

Yang Lei smiled lightly, as if joking, and reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette.

Fang Yu did not answer, silent.

Yang Lei didn't speak, and took out the cigarette case.

"...Afraid of seeing me?"

Yang Lei said, laughing at himself, bowing his head, and knocking out a cigarette.

He knocked, but didn't click.

Yang Lei thought that he had to smoke one to calm himself down. However, he did not expect that he was calmer than he imagined.

He thought about the scene when he met Fang Yu again. He thought it was many years later. At least, not now. He also thought about many kinds of situations when they met, but he never thought about this one.

The years have not left too many traces on Fang Yu. Fang Yu is still so handsome and clean. It just looks colder and more silent than before.

"How are you."

Yang Lei heard Fang Yu ask him.

"good."

Yang Lei said.

"Still in the army. Formerly in the Boat Bridge Brigade, now in an armored regiment."

On rest days, he came out without a military uniform. Yang Lei knew that Fang Yu didn't know his current situation.

"That place is out of the way. It's a small town. You don't even know it."

Fang Yu did not speak, but listened.

"I heard that you have a factory in the south. The situation has been good in the past few years. How about it, let's post it."

Yang Lei smiled and asked Fang Yu.

Three years ago, when Yang Lei went to the south to find Fang Yu, the two veterans told him that Fang Yu was running a factory. At that time, the economic growth rate of the South was much faster than that of the North. In those years, many people who set up factories in the Guangdong and Fujian area, as long as they were willing to work hard, many became upstarts.

Fang Yu is capable and can accomplish anything anywhere. Yang Lei understands.

Fang Yu didn't answer. Yang Lei didn't ask again.

When they stopped, neither of them spoke.

It's snowing outside. Pedestrians are becoming rarer.

Snow fell on the front window of the car and melted quietly.

In the silence, Yang Lei heard Fang Yu's low voice.

"You're getting married?"

Yang Lei was stunned for a moment.

He reacted and remembered the wedding photo. In the past few days, people who have known him have seen the photo and called him to blame him for not being funny. He was going to get married and kept it a secret.

In the back seat of the car, there is a large bag of things. The packaging of the red happy character is bright and festive, and it looks like a wedding product at first glance.

"Um."

Yang Lei snorted, as an answer.

"Is the day fixed?"

"After a year."

Yang Lei looked out the window.

Fang Yu didn't answer.

"What about you. Yingzi didn't come back together?"

Yang Lei asked Fang Yu.

"She's in Chaozhou."

Fang Yu paused and said.

No one in Jianghai knows where Fang Yu has been in the past three years. Yang Lei has only heard about the city now.

There is a doll accessory hanging in the car, and the owner of the car is hanging it, shaking slightly.

"Have a child."

Yang Lei said.

three years. Most of Yang Lei's friends who fell in love and got married three years ago had children all over the place.

Fang Yu did not answer.

Yang Lei looked at the snow outside.

Since 1999, Jianghai has been snowing heavily every year in winter. As soon as he saw the snow, Yang Lei remembered that another year had passed.

"In the past few years, without your news, I think you should have a good life, so I didn't bother you."

Yang Lei said calmly.

"There's no need to hide from me. Really. Not really."

Yang Lei knew why Fang Yu didn't leave a message to Jiang Hai's old brother and why he insisted on leaving.

In recent years, Yang Lei has become peaceful and mature. He is no longer the boy who was completely driven by emotions a few years ago. He is already a man.

Over the years, he thought about what he would say to him if he met Fang Yu again. Every year is different and changes. Now, Yang Lei can sit with Fang Yu calmly, chatting and talking with him like an ordinary old friend who has not seen each other for a long time.

Time, let past, past.

"It's not like we can't be brothers. You say so."

Yang Lei said, glanced at Fang Yu, smiled, peaceful, with bitterness...

Someone opened the door.

"Young man, have a discussion and share a car! The car is too difficult to fight!"

A middle-aged man covered in snow got into the back seat and discussed with Yang Lei.

Yang Lei hesitated for a moment.

"You sit, I'm down."

Yang Lei opened the car door and took his things.

"Okay, you're busy."

Yang Lei said to Fang Yu, turned around, and walked into the snow.

"Yang Lei!"

Yang Lei stopped.

Fang Yu got out of the car and stood on the snow.

"Get in the car, I'll take you off."

Fang Yu's figure was drawn very long under the street lamp.

Yang Lei turned around, and the two looked at each other across the snow.

An empty car came behind Yang Lei, and his brother honked his horn.

"go?"

My brother came out and asked Yang Lei.

Yang Lei lowered his head and opened the door.

"Okay, this one is the same."

Yang Lei looked at Fang Yu.

"Goodbye."

My brother stepped on the accelerator, turned the car around, and drove away.

In the rear view window, Fang Yu was still standing alone in the snow, Yang Lei didn't look back...

Yang Lei leaned on the seat and rolled down the window.

The snow was heavy, and with the cold wind blowing hard on his face, it was bitingly cold, and Yang Lei didn't feel anything...