The Road Turns White Tonight

Like Susan, Xu Qing was a roommate in college. After graduation, he left G City silently and did not see him for four years until he returned three months ago.

At that time, in order to avoid that person, he disappeared by himself. Few people, except Susan, had lost contact with almost all the students in the past. Over the years, their "good deeds" have organized a few gatherings, but they have not attended it once, and each time they deliberately or unintentionally heard news from susan.

Susan, besides being angry, was always soft-hearted and would give her some news about her. This time, there was no Zhou Huai'an, and no more Gu Yebai-just a few old classmates gathered together, but there was no reason to refuse.

At eight thirty, lavender.

Gently twisting the door of the box of the meeting room, Youyan smiled wryly.

I haven't seen him in four years, Xu Qing still hasn't disappointed. It was indeed a small gathering of old friends, and she shed tears, provided that please automatically ignore the dozens of people in the hall.

Orange lights, faint piano concertos, urban white-collar workers elegantly sneered with fuchsia wine, and the beauty and harmony between the interlaced seems to be broken by this sudden person.

While the stewardess Susan was on the flight to Turkey at the moment, some classmates left G City very early. In addition, almost all of their professional attendees attended, and some even added their own partners.

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For example, Zhou Huai'an, surrounded by people deep in the hall, and her 99th-generation art genius, Gu Yebai.

Her hand was still resting on the doorknob. A long list of eyes had come unexpectedly, and the stone was left in Bitan. How could it be without waves? The eyes of those who do good are patrolling back and forth on the three.

Four years is an embarrassing number. It is not short or long, but it is also enough for some people to become complete after being incomplete, or incomplete after being completed.

Inside and outside the siege may be nothing more than a game of time and a dream.

Capturing the eyes of former classmates or curious or ironic eyes, Huai An's lips sneered. After sneer, he was shocked, but he did not expect to see Lu Youyan again at this moment. Since he was officially with the man around him two years ago, he wandered in the middle of the night, why didn't he ever think about how this man would appear to them? To this day, when she gradually sinks this person into her heart, she appears, like a charm.

I thought he was hiding well, but he didn't expect that fretting emotion was captured by Gu Yebai. His long, fair and almost enchanting hand gently slid across her palm, seeming to appease.

Yes, what escaped his eyebrows and hid, this man was a master. He could be silent in the g for almost three years, but moved the campus on a summer afternoon. To him, everything seems possible. Such an excellent person, her man.

Can't help looking at his side face. Lu Moyan's figure is printed in his heavy pupil like Mo Tuo, but he is not shocked, like treating a stranger. This knowledge taught her a little more comfort.