"Sister Tingting, come on, come on! Sit here, sit here, cough cough~ Let me introduce you, this is Qu Weijin from our class, Yan Xiao, this is my sister Tingting, from Class 6 upstairs, we grew up playing together~"
"Hello, my name is Jian Yating."
"Yanxiao"
"Come on, come on, sing. My brother will come back later and sing happy birthday to him."
At that time, Jian Yating didn't know, nor could she imagine that the boy in front of her who made her eyes blazing would be the sour youth she longed for.
We haven't seen each other for many years, things have changed, and even the wind has become cold and mature.
Both of them fell into silence and avoided looking. It's like I don't know what to say, and I feel like I want to say too much,
"Actually, I wasn't drunk that day, and it wasn't a joke." I did look at you secretly, probably because I really liked you, but I didn't dare to admit it.
This sentence seemed to be a switch. Jian Yating's tears finally reopened the valve, and she just cried silently. Yan Xiao rummaged in his pocket in panic and took out the tissue that Jian Yating liked at that time. It was just like before, but he put down his arrogance.
People swam past them, and they met suddenly. Fortunately, it was not too late.
Intention: Regardless of the ending, thank you for meeting me