The school road of Nanyang University is full of rows of sycamore trees. It is midsummer and is scattered on the school road.

The two of them looked particularly eye-catching among the young students. All the students passing by were secretly watching the handsome man and beautiful woman.

Qiao Ansheng revisited his hometown, a little excited but a little dazed.

She looked at those tender faces and couldn't help but wonder whether she had the same face full of hope for the future.

After Qin Yanchen pulled the person to a place, he stopped. The man looked up at the densely covered sycamore tree crown on his head and suddenly pointed, and said in a low voice: "Do you still remember this place?"

Qiao Ansheng actually had little impression of the memory at that time. She glanced at the place and it was ordinary.

"I don't remember, what's wrong? This is not the place where I confess to you, right?"

Qin Yanchen raised his head, and the light spots shone on his face. A handsome face was outlined by the light, with beautiful and clean lines. It looked like a charming ink painting.

"Um."

Qiao Ansheng was just joking, but she didn't want to make a mistake. She carefully looked at the place in front, back, left and right.

She didn't think of any reason. After graduating from college, she left Qin Yanchen again. There were many trivial matters in life, and she didn't have much time to take out these trivial matters to chew and reminisce about them.

The only time I remember when the two of them were together.

However, what shocked her was that men actually remembered so clearly.

"How did you separate it... Is this place different from other places?"

Qiao Ansheng looked around, but Qin Yanchen just nodded mysteriously: "Yes."

After spitting out a word, he never spoke again, but led Qiao Ansheng to continue walking forward, without telling Qiao Ansheng.

On the night Qiao Ansheng left, Qin Yanchen sat here alone for a day.

His pain at that time was uncontrollable, and he once resented Qiao Ansheng.

Now that he learned about Qiao Ansheng's suffering, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

At that time, Qiao Ansheng's appearance was like a beam of unstoppable sunlight, which strongly split the darkness and came to him, everything he had done from now on.

All to hold on to this beam of light.

"Qin Yanchen, are you unhappy?"

After walking a few steps, Qiao Ansheng finally spoke carefully and asked the man.

When he came out of the hospital, the man was in a low mood. Now he is revisiting his old place, Qiao Ansheng is afraid that he will remember the unhappy things he used to be.

"I..."

Almost as soon as Qin Yanchen spoke, Qiao Ansheng understood what he was going to say.

During the time she was not in the ward, Qiao Yuan should have said something to make Qin Yanchen do this. She hurriedly raised her hand and covered Qin Yanchen's mouth: "You want to say sorry again, right?"

Qin Yanchen's lips were pressed by her little hands and she didn't say anything. When the dark eyes looked over, Qiao Ansheng sighed deeply.

"The things that happened back then were not caused by you alone..."

Her eyes were shining, as if the water on the lake had been crushed and she was sprinkled in:

"And, we cannot judge ourselves at the moment from the current height. This is unfair, because if we do it again with our experience and qualifications from that year, we will still make the same choice."

She leaned closer to Qin Yanchen, and the fragrance on her body mixed with the wind poured into Qin Yanchen's nose: "So, we should not be worried about what happened back then!"

Qiao Ansheng put down his hand covering his mouth, stretched out his small white little finger, and handed it to Qin Yanchen: "Agree, okay?"

Qin Yanchen stared at the little finger that looked like a piece of jade onion in front of him, and his heart seemed to be scratched by this little finger.

The man lowered his eyes, and after half a second, he stretched out his finger and gently hooked it up.

Qiao Ansheng hooked his fingers and said, "Hooking and hanging on it for a hundred years, you will not change for a hundred years." Finally, he pressed it solemnly on Qin Yanchen's thumb.

"Then let's just say that! None of us will mention the future!"

Time slipped away quietly between the two, and the struggles, contradictions, running around, and hard work, and separation and reunion seemed to be blowing away with the wind blowing over.

Let the past go, after all, the new days require the two of them to go on together.

The two looked at each other and smiled, walking on the school road with deep feet and shallow feet. Pedestrians around them passed by, and they casually stepped out two parallel irregular curves.

The eyes never overlap, but there seemed to be a thousand connections spreading between them.

As before.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was midsummer soon, the weather began to get hotter and the cicadas were chirping.

Qiao Ansheng closed the notebook in her hand. She worked all morning and finally checked all the documents in front of her.

The current work schedule is gradually on track.

She stretched and worked all morning without dripping water. Her throat was a little smokey.

I held the cup and found that the cup was clean and there was no drop of water.

Qiao Ansheng had no choice but to rub his sour neck and stood up and walked towards the tea room.

The tea room was not far from her office. After walking a few steps, I walked in. There were two female colleagues inside who were picking up the water with their backs facing Qiao Ansheng.

With the sound of water, they didn't hear Qiao Ansheng coming in, so they spoke very unscrupulously:

"Hey, I'll tell you, do you know who I saw when I went shopping this time?"

One of the thin female colleagues said to the other person in a mysterious way.

The other person was very careless: "Who?"

"Mr. Qin!"

"What's wrong with Mr. Qin? Don't we always see him in the company every day? What's so surprising about this? I thought you met our brother..."

Hearing this, my colleagues obviously disagreed.

The female colleague who spoke at the beginning shook her head excitedly, but had to lower her voice: "Besides Mr. Qin! There is another person! You must not have thought of it... Not only you, I didn't think of it..."

She said as she brought her cup, and the colleague on the opposite side was sniffled by her, and she kept urging her: "Who! You should tell me quickly! I'm so anxious..."

"It's our new manager! What's the name! Oh! Qiao Ansheng... The most important thing is that they are holding hands! Holding hands! It looks very intimate!"
Chapter completed!