Dear Mr. Shi

Regarding the fact that Si Jianan was Si Xiangbei, Song Qinghuan was really surprised.

But it was only an accident. She had forgotten what Si Xiangbei looked like, and she had always been a person who didn't like to remember the past.

She feels that memories, whether they are too miserable or too beautiful, are not suitable for frequent reminding.

If it is too miserable, it will make you feel uncomfortable. If it is too beautiful, it will make your current life miserable.

Therefore, it is best not to remember.

People should move forward and live in the future, not in the past. The past is the past after all, and the future is the most important thing.

Seeing Song Qinghuan's embarrassed look, Si Jianan burst out laughing.

Song Qinghuan also smiled, looking a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

Si Jianan shrugged: "Don't blame you, it's said that we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and I changed my name again, so I didn't take it seriously!"

Song Qinghuan smiled at him, didn't say anything again, and didn't know what to ask. It's been a long time since I saw him. In fact, he was just a stranger.

Si Canan asked lightly: "How have you been doing these years?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether he was married? If not then can I pursue you? Although many years have passed, people will change, and he doesn't know what Song Qinghuan has become, but this is indeed the deepest thought in his heart.

At this moment, when Song Qinghuan didn't wait for Song Qinghuan to speak out, A Duan came over: "Second Miss."

Si Jianan raised his eyes and glanced at Ah-Dai, then his eyes were weird, and he fell behind Ah-Dai again, his expression seemed to be very surprised, and it seemed that he had deliberately hidden a bit of viciousness.

Song Qinghuan also looked behind Ah-Dai, only to see Li Chengxue standing not far away indifferently, his whole body exuding a cold breath that was incompatible with the surroundings, and his narrow eyes slightly narrowed.

Withdrawing his gaze, Song Qinghuan smiled apologetically at Si Jianan: "I just came over from City A today and I am a little tired, and there is still something to deal with."

After speaking, she stood up, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now, goodbye."

"Qinghuan!" Si Jianan also stood up, because of the height difference, he could easily see the fatigue of Song Qinghuan right now.

He felt a little pain in his heart, and his tone became softer: "Leave a call."

Song Qinghuan thought for a while and said, "Give me one, I'll call you back."

Si Jianan didn't believe that Song Qinghuan would call him, and he reached out to Song Qinghuan directly: "Give me your cell phone."

Song Qinghuan smiled lightly, then put the small bag out of the phone and handed it to him.

Si Jianan used Song Qinghuan’s cell phone to dial a number to his cell phone, and when he heard his cell phone vibrate, he handed it back to Song Qinghuan: “If you contact again, you must answer the phone call of your old classmate.”

"Okay, goodbye." Song Qinghuan said politely, and left along with Li Chengyu with Ah'Dai.

Sitting in the car, Li Chengyu asked her: "You know Si Jianan."

Song Qinghuan nodded: "He is my high school classmate, but he used to be called Si Xiangbei. Now he changed his name to Si Jianan, so I didn't know him when I saw him."

"Si Xiangbei..." Li Chengyu's handsome face sank in the shadow of the light, and it became whiter and jade-like, and it also set off a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes dark and bright, deep and charming.

Song Qinghuan asked subconsciously: "What's wrong? Brother."

Li Chengyu's eyes sank slightly, and he didn't say anything about Si Jianan's issue of Si Xiangbei.