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At the moment when Wang Rou turned around, Yang Luo seemed to see the past in front of him, and saw the two little girls holding hands and combing their ponytails, standing under the old locust tree, looking at themselves with a pair of crescent-like eyes, with a sweet smile on their faces. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)

"Yang Luo!" Wang Rou's soft voice came from the night.

Yang Luo walked over slowly, and saw Wang Rou with her hands in her pockets, standing in the thin rain curtain, with a long wisp sticking to her forehead.

"Why are you here?" Yang Luo asked.

Wang Rou smiled slightly, raised her hand, and put the silk stuck to her forehead behind her ear: "I haven't been here for a long time, come and have a look." After speaking, he looked at Yang Luo, "Why did you come here?" ”

Yang Luo looked up at the old locust tree in front of him, this is the territory of him, Wang Rou and Shiqi, the three of them often lie under this tree and spend three years of junior high school life. They laugh together, make trouble here, be happy here, and grieve here. In a trance, the kind of past, those emotions that were born but disappeared, as if they were born yesterday.

Yang Luo slowly lowered his head, took out a cigarette in his pocket and lit one: "I don't know, it's just walking and walking alone, and that's it." ”

Wang Rou smiled slightly: "There are a lot of changes here. Then he looked at the old locust tree, "Except for this tree, I can no longer find the shadow of my childhood." After speaking, Wang Rou sat under the tree, leaning against the trunk of the tree and looking at the dark night sky in a daze.

The vast sky was dark and silent, the rain fell in the sky without moonlight and starlight, and the faint lights of the city were reflected, shining on Wang Rou's snow-white and delicate face, like a holy goddess, exuding a soft clear light.

Yang Luo walked over, lay on the wet ground, and naturally pillowed his head on Wang Rou's lap.

Wang Rou came back to her senses, looked at Yang Luo's face, her eyes were a little misty, just like when she was a child, she took Yang Luo's head into her arms and gently stroked his face. This qiē is so natural, so harmonious.

I don't know how long it took, a tear slipped from the corner of Wang Rou's eyes and dripped into Yang Luo's mouth. The salty one is a little bitter, just like Wang Rou's mood now.

"If only Shiqi were alive, the three of us would never be separated."

Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette, sniffed the familiar body fragrance on Wang Rou's body, and said softly: "What has been lost has been lost, and it will never come back." ”

Wang Rou raised her head suddenly, cleaned up her depressed mood, and said with a smile: "Do you remember? When we were just in junior high school, a fat senior boy bullied me, and you beat him up and hung him from this tree. Unexpectedly, the fat man was the son of the deputy director of the Education Bureau, and the next day he found the school, pointed at your nose and scolded, and the principal said that he would expel you. You smashed the principal's office, and the deputy director ran away with his head in his hands, and lost one of his shoes. It's still your uncle who comes forward to wipe your ass, or you'll definitely be expelled. ”

Yang Luo flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt streaked across the night sky with a little firework and flew into the distance.

"It's not because of you, who was locked up by the old man for a week, and didn't even let me go to school."

Wang Rou rolled her eyes: "What else do you say, you made a lot of trouble back then, and few people dared to play with me, and even the teachers and principals hid away when they saw me like a plague god." ”

Yang Luo couldn't help but hold Wang Rou's hands: "I swear, no matter when, no matter what will become in the future, I will not let you be hurt in the slightest, and I will never let Shiqi's matter repeat itself in you." ”

Wang Rou looked at Yang Luo with soft eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on her face, like a delicate flower in full bloom.

So many years have passed, even if time has passed and the world has become vicissitudes, as long as I think of the past, there is always a trace of warmth in my heart, the boy who once fought with Shiqi for himself with a stubborn face seems to dare to turn his face with the world for himself. And he was still lying in his arms, but the boy had become a man.

If time can be reversed and the years can be revisited, she will never choose to go abroad, and will silently stay by Yang Luo's side with Shiqi for a while until they grow old together.

But it's too late to say anything now, a woman like her, who has been educated by the family since she was a child, her personal gains and losses, honor and disgrace are irrelevant. When the family is about to face life and death, any personal emotion is small and helpless.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the clothes of the two people were a little damp by the thin rain, and Yang Luo got up on the ground.

"Let's go back."

Wang Rou nodded, took Yang Luo's hand and stood up, and then the two of them held hands like that, and walked leisurely to the gate, a faint fragrance flowed in the cold air, this is Wang Rou's body fragrance.

"Find a place to have a drink." Wang Rou said softly, and then couldn't help but shudder.

The rain in early spring always has a hint of coldness, Yang Luo took off his coat and draped it on Wang Rou's shoulders.

"I went to Aunt Liu's food stall, I haven't been there for many years, and I don't know if they're still there."

Food stalls can be found everywhere in Beijing and have become a pleasure for ordinary people in the metropolis, and they are their most common pastime. After a complicated day, it is a plain and comfortable gathering, but what is hidden in it is the true meaning of life. When night falls, three or five friends meet together and sit in the open air food court, which is clean and messy, or it may be an open space in front of a small restaurant. Eating peanuts and edamame, drinking Yanjing beer, chatting about the shortcomings of parents, and tasting the various states of life.

Especially in the night it seems particularly real, there is no romantic atmosphere here, there is no so-called main theme, all the words and language are tranquil, laughter and laughter are sandwiched with truth, the smoke of the barbecue smokes away the mask of camouflage during the day, and the spicy hot ingredients contain the five flavors of life.

Yang Luo and Wang Rou walked out of the school gate, walked along the main road, and then turned to another street, only to see a long street of stalls, each stall in the most conspicuous place with a blazing pot stove, and the dining table in a simple plastic shed.

Although the weather is still a little cold and it is still raining, it has not affected the popularity. The master was busy in his greasy overalls, and the clanging of pots and pans and the noise of the crowd formed a special food stall march in this night.

Yang Luo and Wang Rou stopped in front of a stall, and an old man in his sixties was wielding a big spoon and stir-frying, sweating profusely from the fire in the stove, and kept wiping it with a towel on his shoulder.

Inside the stall, an old woman was busy cleaning up the tables and chairs, and a woman of twenty-seven or eighteen was ordering food for the guests who had just entered.

"The spicy fried snails are ready, Xiaomei will serve the food." The old man quickly poured the fried snails into the plate, and then poured the prepared vegetables into the pot.

The woman ran over quickly, picked up the food and ran back, just ran without two steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Yang Luo and Wang Rou.

"You ......"

Wang Rou smiled, pulled Yang Luo into the food stall, and then found a vacant seat and sat down.

Xiaomei frowned, looked at Wang Rou carefully, and then looked at Yang Luo, feeling very familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it.

"Damn, my snail is not good, if it is not good, I don't want it." A young man shouted in a frustration.

Xiaomei hurriedly agreed: "Okay! He walked briskly, put the plate on the table, and walked back again.

"What are you going to eat?" She was a little familiar with Yang Luo and Wang Rou, and thought that she had eaten here before, so she didn't think about it.

Wang Rou looked at Xiaomei and said, "Xiaomei, don't you recognize me?" ”

Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Rou again: "I seem to have seen you somewhere." ”

"Old classmate, it seems that you really forgot about us." Yang Luo said with a smile.

Xiaomei looked at Yang Luo, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with some hesitation: "Yang ...... Lowe? ”

Yang Luo said with a smile: "I finally remembered." ”

Xiaomei was very excited when she heard Yang Luo's words, looked at Wang Rou and said loudly: "You are Wang Rou!" ”

Wang Rou smiled and nodded: "It's okay, I didn't call my name wrong." ”

Xiaomei showed a happy smile on her face: "I haven't seen it since graduation, the two of you have changed too much, I really didn't see it, I just felt familiar." ”

Wang Rou said: "Hurry up and arrange a few dishes for us, and then get a few bottles of wine, and you can drink with us later." ”

Xiaomei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll treat you today." ”

After a short time, the old man personally brought the fried dishes, looked at Yang Luo and Wang Rou and said happily: "If it weren't for Xiaomei suing me, I really wouldn't have recognized it." ”

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and gave it to the old man, then lit one himself, and said with a smile: "Uncle Cao, I liked your fried spicy fried snails when I was a child, I don't know if there has been any regression in my craft after so many years." ”

Cao Yanfu laughed: "Whether there is any regression, you will know if you eat it." ”

At this time, after Xiaomei arranged a table of guests, she came over with a few bottles of beer.

"Here comes the wine!"

Wang Rou took Xiaomei's hand and said, "Sit down!" ”

Xiaomei nodded, opened the wine and filled the glasses in front of everyone, then raised the glass and said, "Celebrate the reunion of our old classmates, a toast." After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine dry, and then sat down.

The three of them drank wine and chatted about their past events and experiences after graduation.

As time passed, Yang Luo's side was filled with empty wine bottles. Wang Rou and Xiaomei may have been too happy, drinking and staggering, crying and laughing. Yang Luo also drank so much that his head was a little heavy, and his body was a little shaky.

And none of them noticed, a few people at the table behind them were secretly watching them, and one of them was the guy who wanted the snail.

"Brother Guang, you read that right?"

A young man with a shaved head said softly: "You can't be mistaken, that woman is the sister-in-law of the fourth brother, and I went to Quyang with the fourth brother to play with her last month." I didn't expect to come here with a man to drink today, and they looked very close. ”

"Damn, that kid is really impatient, and he dares to hook up with the fourth brother's sister-in-law." A skinny guy with crooked eyes scolded.

"Brother Guang, it's been almost two hours, why hasn't the fourth brother come yet, it seems that it won't be long before they leave."

The bald young man looked at the time: "It's estimated that it's soon, if it's too late, just find a way to follow them." ”

At this moment, the roar of the car engine came, and five luxury cars stopped on the side of the road in succession, attracting everyone's sideways eyes, because this was the first time they had seen someone driving a million luxury cars here to eat food stalls.

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