-
In the summer when he was 17 years old, Xu Mu went south with his father and rented in a residential building.
That was the first time she met Chen Wen.
It was drizzling, and someone was holding an umbrella for him. Under the umbrella, there was a face as gentle as jade.
Later, as the college entrance examination approached, my father disappeared.
Just leave a note asking her to take care of herself, and the landlord shouldn't make things difficult for her.
Behind him, Chen Wenshi leaned against the door frame: "Miss, your father owes me three months' rent. What do you think we should do now?"
There was a slight smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of amusement.
-
Knowing that he was just acting on a whim, teasing, or pity.
So in the past few years around him, Xu Mu never dared to be sincere.
She knew that Chen Wenshi was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface. He was indifferent and aloof from the world.
So when she proposed to separate, he just asked casually: "Have you really thought about it?"
Xu Mu nodded and left without any regrets.
-
When they reunited, it was the last year of her term in Africa and she accompanied her to the meeting.
The girl who had nowhere to go in the past is now comfortable in diplomatic situations.
After the meeting, the warm and sticky evening breeze blew across the terrace, and Chen Wenshi handed over a slender cigarette.
Xu Mu looked sideways, recalling the first time she smoked this cigarette. She was surprised by how soft it was. The smoke slid into her throat, with a hint of black bitterness.
She chuckled and waved her hand: "Discipline does not allow it, and... I have already quit."
Chen Wenshi smiled solemnly: "Miss Xu is really not nostalgic."
Xu Mu asked back: "Isn't the same true for Mr. Chen?"
Later, Xu Mu's term of office ended and it was already midwinter when he returned to Beijing.
Chen Wenshi still couldn't adapt to the dry and cold winter in the north. His throat was dry and itchy, so he wrapped his coat tightly and waited for her in the wind and snow for a long time.
Just to tell her: "I am not nostalgic for the past, and you are no longer an old person to me."
-
Sober×Wan Sui
sc/he/age difference 7 years/emotional line adult
Mission: Ideals last forever, love lasts forever
