Since it was the centennial anniversary of the school, there were a lot of people in Huaimeng No. 1 Middle School, and celebrities who had attended this school could be seen almost everywhere.
There are top students and there are school beauties.
Luo Qingchen pushed up the sunglasses that covered half of her face. She put her hands into her bright red coat and walked towards the school.
The scent of camphor trees was still lingering in the air. After closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I felt like I was back in my freshman year of high school.
They still wear red and blue childish school uniforms, and they will never look back for the so-called youth.
Just as she was immersed in the memories of the years, the voice behind her broke all her tranquility.
"Mr. Ye, your Majesty is here, Your Majesty is here—"
"Director Lin."
"I'm old, I'm going to retire! From now on, it will be your young people's world!"
She didn't hear a word of the long polite words, and only three words were as cold as water in her ears - Director Lin.
She found that she was still as timid as before, and could only stand with her back to him, not even having the courage to turn around and take a look.
"You are still as energetic as before." Ye Zhijin's voice is still as pleasant as before.
It’s so good that you never tire of listening to it…
It's just that there was a touch of business flavor in his speech.
Not as clear and pure as before.
"Remember when you were in school with..."
"With whom?" A sweet voice reached her eardrums, causing her to turn around at this moment.
The girl held his hand affectionately, looked at Director Lin with a sweet smile and said: "Director, please tell me about Zhijin's past in high school. Could it be that he talked about it at that time?" Fall in love!"
"Don't be ridiculous!" Ye Zhijin frowned, and his tone was cold. His eyes looked around unconsciously, as if sensing something, trying to find that familiar figure.
Luo Qingchen hid under the camphor tree behind her, her heart beating faster unconsciously.
She tilted her head and looked at Ye Zhijin not far away, with a faint mist in her eyes.
He took off his childish school uniform and put on a mature suit. Between his eyebrows and eyes, he is still as majestic as before, and his handsomeness seems to shine.
The people around seemed to have seen Ye Zhijin and gathered around him.
Some were teachers back then, and some were classmates back then.
"Not bad, Ye Zhijin, long time no see." There was another familiar voice. Luo Qingchen squinted her eyes and saw the man's face clearly through the leaves.
Bei Xiaoshi…
Ye Zhijin was obviously startled when he saw her, as if he saw the figure of another person through a related object.
After a long time, the depths of his eyes gradually became dim.
"Long time no see—" He nodded politely, his voice cold.
Bei Xiaoshi's eyebrows moved slightly, and she looked at Ye Zhijin with a trace of pity in her eyes: "What happened back then, let it pass! We all know very well that she will not look back..."
"Sorry, excuse me." He turned around and left without hesitation.
Bei Xiaoshi stood there, sighing deeply, her eyes red.
It was indeed too far-fetched for her to persuade the young man with words that she didn't even believe.
It's been seven years. Some people say that seven years is a cycle. If you pray sincerely, the person in your heart will definitely meet you again.
She closed her eyes, the girl's name flashing through her mind.
The name of the only best friend in her life.
Luo Qingchen, if you are still alive, come back quickly!
Neither I nor Ye Zhijin can hold on any longer.
You have been missing for seven years... (To be continued)