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- The moment Wang Rou turned around, Yang Luo seemed to see the past before his eyes. He saw the two little girls holding hands and combing their ponytails, standing under the old locust tree with a pair of crescent-moon eyes. , looking at himself, with a sweet smile on his face.
"Yang Luo!" Wang Rou's soft voice came in the night.
Yang Luo slowly walked over and saw Wang Rou with her hands in her pockets, standing in the thin rain curtain, with a strand of long hair stuck to her forehead.
"Why are you here?" Yang Luo asked.
Wang Rou smiled slightly, raised her hand, and tucked the hair stuck to her forehead behind her ears: "It's been a long time since I've been here. Come and have a look." After saying that, she looked at Yang Luo and said, "Why are you here?"
Yang Luo looked up at the old locust tree in front of him. This was his, Wang Rou, and Shi Qi's territory. The three of them often lay under this tree and spent three years in junior high school. They laugh here, make trouble here, are happy here, and are sad here. In a daze, all kinds of past events, those emotions that happened but disappeared, seem like they happened yesterday.
Yang Luo slowly lowered his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one: "I don't know, I just walked and walked alone, and I ended up here."
Wang Rou smiled slightly: "There have been many changes here." Then she looked at the old locust tree and said, "Except for this tree, I can no longer find the shadow of my childhood." After saying this, Wang Rou sat under the tree and leaned against the trunk to look. He stared at the dark night sky in a daze.
The vast sky was dark and silent, and raindrops were falling in the sky without moonlight and stars. The faint lights of the city were reflected, shining on Wang Rou's snow-white and delicate face, like a holy goddess, exuding a soft radiance.
Yang Luo walked over, lay down on the wet ground, and naturally rested his head on Wang Rou's lap.
Wang Rou came back to her senses and looked at Yang Luo's face, her eyes a little blurry. Just like she did when she was a child, she held Yang Luo's head in her arms and gently stroked his face. It's all so natural and harmonious.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a tear slipped from the corner of Wang Rou¡¯s eye and dripped into Yang Luo¡¯s mouth. It was salty and a little bitter, just like Wang Rou's mood now.
"It would be great if Shiqi was still alive, the three of us would never be separated."
Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette, smelled the familiar body fragrance of Wang Rou, and said softly: "What is lost is lost and can never come back."
Wang Rou suddenly raised her head, cleared up her depressed mood, and said with a smile: "Do you still remember? When we just entered junior high school, a fat guy in the senior class bullied me. You beat him up, and then They hung him on the tree again. Unexpectedly, the fat man was the son of the deputy director of the Education Bureau. The next day, he came to the school and pointed at your nose and scolded you. The principal also said that you would be fired as the principal. The office was smashed and the deputy director was so beaten that he even lost one of his shoes. It¡¯s up to your uncle to come in and wipe your ass, otherwise you will definitely be fired.¡±
Yang Luo flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt flew across the night sky with a little fireworks and flew into the distance.
"It's not because of you that the old man put me in solitary confinement for a week and didn't even let me go to school."
Wang Rou rolled her eyes: "What do you mean, you made such a big fuss back then that few people dared to play with me anymore. Even the teachers and principals hid away like a god of plague when they saw me."
Yang Luo couldn't help but hold Wang Rou's hands: "I swear, no matter when, no matter what happens in the future, I will never let you get hurt at all, and I will never let what happened to Shi Qi happen to you again. Repeat."
Wang Rou looked at Yang Luo with soft eyes, a gentle smile on her face, like a delicate flower in bloom.
So many years have passed, even if time has passed and things have changed, as long as I think of the past, there will always be a trace of warmth flowing in my heart. The boy who used to fight with Shiqi for himself with a stubborn face seems to be able to fight for her. I dare to fall out with the whole world. And he is still lying in his arms, but the boy has become a man.
If she could go back in time and relive the past, she would never choose to go abroad. She and Shi Qi would silently stay by Yang Luo's side until they grow old together.
But now it¡¯s too late to say anything. For a woman like her who has received family education since childhood, all personal gains, losses, honors and disgrace are irrelevant. When the family is about to face life and death, any personal emotions are small and helpless.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the clothes of the two of them were a little damp from the thin rain. Yang Luo got up on the ground.
"Let's go back."
Wang Rou nodded, took Yang Luo's hand and stood up, and then the two of them held hands like that and walked leisurely to the door, a faint feelingThe elegant fragrance flows in the cold air. This is Wang Rou's body fragrance.
"Find a place to have a drink." Wang Rou said softly, and then she couldn't help but shudder.
The rain in early spring always had a chill to the bones. Yang Luo took off his coat and put it on Wang Rou's shoulders.
¡°I went to Aunt Liu¡¯s food stall. I haven¡¯t been there for many years and I don¡¯t know if they are still there.¡±
Food stalls can be found everywhere in Beijing, and they have become a pleasure for ordinary people in the metropolis and their most common pastime. After a complicated day, there is a dull and comfortable gathering, which contains the true meaning of life. As night falls, a few friends gather together and sit in a large or small open-air food court, which is clean and messy, or it may be an open space in front of a small restaurant. Eating peanuts and edamame, drinking Yanjing beer, chatting about family issues, and savoring the various aspects of life.
It seems especially real at night. There is no romantic atmosphere here, there is no so-called main theme, everyone's conversation is full of tranquility, there is truth in the laughter, the smoke from the barbecue has taken away the mask disguised during the day, and it is spicy. Small ingredients contain the five flavors of life.
Yang Luo and Wang Rou walked out of the school gate, walked along the road, and then turned to another street. They saw a row of food stalls along the long street. Each stall had a blazing fire in the most conspicuous place. The pots and stoves and dining tables are placed in a simple plastic shed set up.
Although the weather is still a bit cold and raining, it has not affected the popularity. The master chefs were busy in their greasy work clothes. The clanking of pots and pans and the noise of the crowd formed a special food stall march in the night.
Yang Luo and Wang Rou stopped in front of a stall. An old man in his sixties was waving a big spoon and stir-frying vegetables. He was sweating profusely from the fire inside the stove and kept using his hand. The towel was wiped on the shoulders.
Inside the stall, there was an old woman busy clearing the tables and chairs, and a woman in her twenties or eighties taking orders for the customers who had just entered.
"The spicy fried snails are ready, Xiaomei is serving." The old man quickly poured the fried snails onto the plate, and then poured the prepared vegetables into the pot.
The woman ran over quickly, picked up the dishes and ran back. She had barely taken two steps when she suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Yang Luo and Wang Rou.
"you¡¡"
Wang Rou smiled, pulled Yang Luo into the food stall, and then found an empty seat and sat down.
Xiaomei frowned and looked at Wang Rou carefully, then looked at Yang Luo. She felt very familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen her before.
"Damn it, are my snails healed? If not, I don't want them anymore." A disgruntled young man shouted.
Xiaomei hurriedly agreed: "Okay!" She walked over quickly, put the dish on the table, and then walked back.
"What do you want to eat?" She was a little familiar with Yang Luo and Wang Rou, and thought she had eaten here before, so she didn't think much about it.
Wang Rou looked at Xiaomei and said, "Xiaomei, don't you recognize me?"
Xiaomei was stunned and looked at Wang Rou again: "I seem to have seen you somewhere."
"Old classmate, it seems you have really forgotten us." Yang Luo said with a smile.
Xiaomei looked at Yang Luo, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said hesitantly: "Yang Luo?"
Yang Luo smiled and said, "I finally remembered."
Xiaomei looked very excited when she heard Yang Luo's words. She looked at Wang Rou and said loudly: "You are Wang Rou!"
Wang Rou smiled and nodded: "Fortunately, you didn't call me the wrong name."
A happy smile appeared on Xiaomei's face: "I haven't seen you since graduation. You two have changed so much. I really didn't notice it, I just felt familiar."
Wang Rou said: "Hurry up and arrange some dishes for us, and then get some bottles of wine. You can drink some with us later."
Xiaomei nodded and said, "Okay, I'm treating you today."
Not long after, the old man personally brought the fried vegetables over, looked at Yang Luo and Wang Rou and said happily: "If Xiaomei hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have recognized them."
Yang Luo took out a cigarette and gave it to the old man, then lit one himself and said with a smile: "Uncle Cao, I liked your spicy fried snails when I was a child. I don't know if my skills have deteriorated after so many years."
Cao Yanfu laughed loudly: "You will know if you have regressed or not after eating it."
At this time, after Xiaomei arranged a table of guests, she came over with a few bottles of beer.
"Here comes the wine!"
Wang Rou took Xiaomei¡¯s hand and said, ¡°Sit down!¡±
Xiaomei nodded and opened the wineFill the glasses in front of everyone, then raise the glasses and say: "Celebrate the reunion of our old classmates, let's have a drink." After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine, and then sat down.
The three of them were drinking and chatting about their past and post-graduation experiences.
As time went by, Yang Luo was surrounded by empty wine bottles. Wang Rou and Xiaomei were probably too happy. They drank so much that they cried and laughed while chatting. Yang Luo also drank so much that his head felt heavy and his body was shaking.
But none of them noticed that several people at the table behind them were secretly watching them. One of them was the guy who asked for the snails.
"Brother Guang, did you read that correctly?"
A young man with a shaved head said in a low voice: "You can't be mistaken, that woman is the fourth brother's sister-in-law. Last month, the fourth brother and I went to Quyang and met her. I didn't expect that today I came here to drink with a man. They look very close.¡±
"Damn, that kid is really impatient, he dares to hook up with the fourth brother's sister-in-law." A thin guy with slightly crooked eyes cursed.
"Brother Guang, it's been almost two hours. Why hasn't Fourth Brother come yet? It seems like they will leave soon."
The bald young man looked at the time: "It's probably going to be close. If it's too late, just find a way to follow them."
At this moment, the roar of car engines came, and five luxury cars parked on the roadside of the food stall, causing everyone to look sideways, because this was the first time they saw someone driving a car that cost more than one million yuan. Luxury cars come here to eat at the food stalls.
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