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Xu Jiayan leaned against the car door and waited for Su Zhan.

Looking back on the way the two of them came, the first meeting in the elevator, or earlier, the first meeting in the airport, or that video, she was always exerting strength in the first half of this relationship. She seemed to be quite sensible. Including when they were together, they would hardly disturb him in the game. They always played quietly with themselves. He paid too little attention to her, probably because she was too quiet and would not want to ask him for anything. Even when they broke up later, she was sensible and chose not to let him know the truth. Although she knew the truth at that moment, she was actually angry. Love and anger were not mutually exclusive. It was because of love that we complained.

This anger continued until the moment when the two met again in Yajiang for the first time.

In the past three years, what he feared the most was not that he couldn't wait for her to come back.

Instead,

When she was afraid that she would come back, she said, "Xu Jiayan, I don't love you anymore."

In the past three years, he always dreamed of her, and she always looked like all kinds of things and turned around.

She smiled and said, "I don't love you anymore."

She said angrily: "I don't love you anymore."

She cried and said, "I don't love you anymore."

She said expressionlessly: "I don't love you anymore."

So, when she actually appeared in front of him, she changed a lot, even her precious hair was cut, and it was neat, looking like she was covered in thorns. Three years of time had made her sharper and colder, and he could not see the girl who had held him and acted coquettishly in his arms.

It seemed as if this was what appeared in a dream. He was afraid, and the next sentence was, "I don't love you anymore."

then,

He attacked her armor with indifference, and he did not intend to surrender his gun until she surrendered.

When it comes to chasing girls, he lacks experience and is surrounded by a bunch of bachelors. In his perception, it is even harder than playing games.

The studio door was half open and the lights were still on inside. He looked down at the time,—22:00.

The night is as deep as a painting.

Xu Jiayan waited against the car door for another hour, and someone in the studio finally came out. Su Zhan and a girl walked out one after another. They saw a black car parked in the lonely and empty eldest sister. The point was that there was a handsome guy leaning on the car. Su Zhan was closing the door, and the little girl sighed in her ear: "That person is so handsome."

Su Zhan looked back and saw the two of them intersecting in the air.

She then patted the girl on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work today, go back early to rest."

The little girl nodded, "Hey, Sister Su, I'll leave first."

Su Zhan nodded and waited for her to leave before she walked towards Xu Jiayan.

He was dressed casually today, leaning against the car door, which was indeed more interesting than before. She came to him and stood there.

The two of them have not seen each other for a long time since they last apartment.

He put his hands in his pockets, his eyes as deep as the night, looking at her calmly.

But Su Zhan took the lead in speaking: "Have you had supper?"

"Um."

She didn't listen to his answer at all. She bent her mouth, walked around the front of the car, and opened the passenger door, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a midnight snack."

There is a famous night snack stall in Beixun, in the alleys in the north of the city.

The debauchery is full of wealth and neon lights are flashing. There are many young people in this place. Xu Jiayan walked around and found the parking spot.

The two walked side by side against the crowd into the alley. The alley was narrow and more people walked out than in the middle, shoulder to shoulder. Their bodies were forced to collide from time to time. Su Zhan couldn't help but say, "You are much stronger."

"What?" Xu Jiayan didn't pay attention.

Su Zhan pointed to his hit arm, "It hurts, the flesh on your body is too hard."

Xu Jiayan suddenly laughed, lowered his head and said in her ear, "Didn't you have been enlightened long ago-"

He smiled as before. Su Zhan looked up at him, and for a moment he was in a daze. Seeing her stunned, Xu Jiayan stopped smiling in disappointment.

——Talk about the future, what about the past?

The place to eat is relatively biased.

Both of them like to go to secluded places when they have dinner, but this has not changed. Su Zhan chose a seafood late-night snack shop.

While looking at the menu, she asked Xu Jiayan: "Do you eat scallops?"

“Not to eat.”

"Eat crab?"

“Not to eat.”

"Eat shrimp?"

“Not to eat.”

"..." She stared at him with the menu in her arms.

Xu Jiayan smiled and said, "You eat it, I've eaten it, so I'm not hungry."

"Wenwen said you have quit vegetarian food and eaten vegetarian food."

He glanced at her, turned his gaze out the window, and downplayed: "My grandma believes in Buddhism."

There are many people in the restaurant, and life is noisy. Outside the window, there are blue bricks and white tiles in the alleys, and pedestrians are like flowing water. The various aspects of life are revealed.

Even the lights flashed particularly dazzlingly.

The atmosphere gradually became more serious.

She closed the menu and pushed it to the side, and the person opposite was always leaning against the chair, staring out the window.

"Actually, you don't have to do this."

He asked, "What do I do?"

"Eating vegetarian food is not good for your health. You have a cervical spine... no..."

Xu Jiayan interrupted: "Thank you for caring about my cervical spine."

"……You're welcome."

It was quiet for two seconds.

Both of them turned their heads stubbornly, one looked out the window, and the other stared at the table in front of them.

"Don't talk about the past, talk about the future." He stared out the window and said lightly.

Su Zhan wondered: "Hmm? What?"

He raised his eyebrows, took a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, put it in his mouth, turned on the lighter, lowered his head and lit it, exhaled deeply, took it down, clamped it in his hand, and stared at her again:

"Isn't it just three years? It will be retrieved soon."

“…”

His eyes locked at her, "I feel like I'm still there, right?"

“…”

"If you don't speak, just act as your default."

"Xu Jiayan."

"you say."

"I am actually a person who pursues romance very much. On the road of love, I have always been pursuing romance. You can read the scripts I wrote, romance is like fairy tales. To be nice, it is romantic, to be ugly, it is pretentious. In reality, it is difficult to understand my romanticism. I admit that I still have a lot of feelings for you, but you know that it is difficult for us to go back to what we used to be, at least not for a short time. If we force ourselves to be together, it is not love, it is a burden. When love becomes a burden, separation is an inevitable result. Therefore,

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Don't force yourself, don't expect too much, let it go, will it work?"

He pondered for a moment, held his fingers with a cigarette, and nodded: "Okay, eat."

...

The next day, Su Zhan received a call from Sheng Qianwei while modifying the script in the studio.

Sheng Qianwei's voice on the other end of the phone was loud and crisp: "Su Xiaozhan!! Come and pick me up, I'm at North Station!"

Su Zhan hadn't received any news before and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Sheng Qianwei said nothing, "Don't talk nonsense, come and pick me up quickly, I'll join you!"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Zhan received Sheng Qianwei and took her back to the studio first.

Sheng Qianwei looked around her office and was a little unbelievable: "You are Nan Xuan? Nan Xuan is you? Oh my god!! There was a very popular drama before, which seemed to be adapting your novel? Oh my god!!!"

Su Zhan has been used to every old friend's first expression when he sees her, always - surprise.

"Just gaining fame."

Sheng Qianwei cut and held her cheek and sighed, "Great writer, little rich woman? Just give me a job?"

Su Zhan poured her a glass of water and sat down opposite her: "Why did you suddenly come? Don't you have to go to work?"

Sheng Qianwei didn't speak.

Su Zhan looked at her quietly.
To be continued...