Thanks for The Most Beautiful Time+Farewell to One and Two.

The uncertain answer is finally revealed, and you and I finally meet under the shade of flowers.

The rainy season in London is very long. Sometimes, even if it doesn't rain, cashmere coats will get wet after going out. Two years later, Yi Song finally couldn't stand the weather in London any longer and decided to return to Beijing.

His friends didn't believe him when they heard the reason why he left London. They repeatedly asked him if there were other reasons. He kept saying, "It's really because it rains in London". As drunk as a fiddler, he vaguely added in Chinese: "The rain in London makes people have nowhere to escape."

At Tokyo Airport, Yi Song just handed the ground crew a transit card and asked them which direction they were going. He heard the sound of high heels around him and stopped: "I'm going to Beijing, too. I can go with you. "

Song Yi looked back, surprised, embarrassed and surprised.

Mala Tang smiled and said, "I saw you far away.

"When she smiles, her eyes are blue, and he will never find a familiar shadow. Song Yi couldn't help laughing.

Two people dragged their luggage and greeted each other as they walked.

After boarding the plane, both of them happened to be first class. Mala Tang took advantage of its beauty and soon moved to Yi Song.

From the snow-capped mountains in Switzerland to the British Museum in London, from the weather in Britain to the subprime mortgage crisis in the United States, we even discussed which dish to eat first after returning to Beijing, but there was a person whose name was not mentioned. Yi Song hopes that Mala Tang can talk about her occasionally, but Mala Tang can talk about the world without any news from her.

Finally, Yi Song couldn't hold back and took the initiative to spit out the name: "What happened to Lu Licheng and Suman?"

Mala Tang smiled: "Lu Licheng is a person in your circle. Shouldn't you know him better than I do? "

Yi Song can only smile to hide his disappointment.

Mala Tang stared at him for a while, then suddenly shook his head and gnashed his teeth and said, "I really don't know what Manman sees in you. A big man is so unhappy! Even if you ask for her information, you should drag an irrelevant person first! Just ask how Suman is, will he die? "

Yi Song was silent. The dam he worked so hard to build is full of loopholes. If he is not careful, he is afraid that it will burst suddenly.

Mala Tang said angrily: "Suman is very good and married! I came back this time just to see the baby in her belly and wait to be a godmother. " Yi Song didn't respond, and even smiled and said to Mala Tang, "What good news! Let her treat us well after returning to Beijing. " But the color on his face faded a little, and his deep eyes revealed the dead silence and despair of the sudden collapse of heaven and earth.

Mala Tang stared at him and studied. After a long time, she said with certainty, "Do you love her? Right? "

Song Yi said with a smile: "I am happy for her."

Mala Tang was furious, took out her cosmetic bag and put the mirror in front of Yi Song: "Are you so happy for her?"

Yi Song looked at herself in the mirror, and finally Qiang Ren's smile disappeared.

Mala Tang asked sharply, "Yi Song! What are you punishing yourself for? Do you punish yourself for loving Xu Qiu? Or should I punish myself for not loving her for a long time?

The whole first-class people looked at them, but they all dodged when they saw Mala Tang's face.

Yi Song froze, mala Tang's last sentence repeated in his ear like thunder. The secret he hid in his heart, which Jin Chen didn't admit, was hit by mala Tang.

Mala Tang, like a child, said softly, "Yi Song, why don't you admit it? Suman is married. It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. "

She's married!

In an instant, the dam built in his heart collapsed, and the isolated feelings poured out like a flood, but it was not hope, but despair.

He leaned back feebly.

He only went back to Beijing because there was her in Beijing and he missed her.

However, the woman who rushed out to hug him in the cold wind and whispered "I like you very much, I like you very much" in his ear was gone. The woman who watched him behind him for more than ten years finally got tired and gave him up.

At this moment, he understood what Jin Chen once said, "Losing her will be the biggest mistake in your life".

Mala Tang asked softly, "Do you love her?"

Yi Song smiled sadly and nodded at Mala Tang: "I love her!" He added, "I have always loved her!" " "

Mala Tang whispered, "In fact, you didn't love Xu Qiu for a long time, did you? Have you always felt that Xu Qiu is not suitable for you? She is not the person you want to spend your life with and grow old together! "

Yi Song's hand clutched the handrail tightly and the veins stood out, but he was silent and didn't say a word.

Mala Tang sighed. Even though Xu Qiu has been dead for seven years, he still can't deny a dead person. This is really annoying stubbornness. However, a person with such stubborn moral standards will treat Manman well all his life. Manman loves his stubbornness and is going extinct. It's funny to think about it. If you choose such a person as your husband, at least Mann will never have to worry about the third or fourth question. According to Yi Song's moral standards, he only allowed himself to be loyal to Maman.

Mala Tang said flatly, "In fact, when you invited Xu Qiu to Huangshi National Park, you wanted to break up with her. Xu Qiu knows that even if you don't break up with her, she will break up with you. "

Yi Song puzzled look at mala Tang.

Mala Tang bent down and turned left and right in his bag. Finally, he dug out a pile of crumpled documents and stuffed them into Yi Song's hand: "Call me when you're finished."

She closed her eyes and began to sleep.

Yi Song stared blankly at the photocopied document in his hand. He didn't want to read it at first, but the handwriting swept from the corner of his eye was familiar. He couldn't help lowering his head and began to read. After reading the first paragraph, his heart was like being hit by a boulder. It turned out to be Xu Qiu's diary.

After a while, page after page, he read quickly. Later, he even tried to throw away his paper several times. His temples are pounding. He couldn't believe what he saw was true, but in his deep consciousness, a voice told him that everything was true. Only in this way can he explain Xu Qiu's inexplicable anger, elusive character and absent-mindedness when he is around him.

He has a sense of relief, because the curse of death imposed on him has finally been broken, but the sense of relief is followed by endless despair. She's married!

"Why are you showing me this?" His face was livid and his diary was crumpled up.

Mala Tang opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "That's more like it. I have been smiling all day. I really doubt Manman's vision. "

Yi Song's face became even uglier. He punched the mala Tang chair and made him flinch.

Song Yi asked sadly and angrily, "What do you mean? Is it revenge on me? If you wanted me to know the truth, why did you tell me earlier? Why did you wait until Suman got married before showing it to me? "

Mala Tang tries to keep a distance from him: "Hey! Don't be a freak I didn't mean not to show it to you, but Suman did. You have only yourself to blame. How many times has Suman asked you if you like her? Not only did you not tell her, but you also told her that you love Xu Qiu. What do you want her to do? Against Xu Qiu to make you love her? She is too lazy to do this! "

Yi Song's anger gradually disappeared. Who has the right to be angry? He told Suman himself that the person he loves is Xu Qiu!

Mala Tang whispered, "If you weren't on the plane back to Beijing today, if you didn't admit that you love Maman in front of me, I wouldn't show you this thing. If you dare not admit your feelings for her and can't go on bravely for her, I would rather you always guard the pain in Xu Qiu. Maman deserves better people. "

Yi Song stared blankly ahead, looking sad and desperate.

Too real sadness, Mala Tang looked at his nose a little sour, and she patted him on the shoulder: "Don't do this! As an apology, I'll tell you another good news! Maman, she's-not married yet! "

Yi Song slowly turned around and stared at Mala Tang.

Mala Tang nodded vigorously: "She is not married, I just lied to you!" " "She looked at Yi Song's distorted expression and shrank back, hehe, quick laugh." Don't forget, you lied to me, too This is my revenge on you! We are even! How dare you? You are like a piece of wood, and your expression hasn't changed at all. It's good to see you like a cat burning its tail just now! "

Yi Song burst out laughing with his head in his arms. Mala Tang looked at the paper ball that rolled to the ground, kicked it aside and smiled happily. The stewardess came over, picked up the diary crumpled on the ground and asked politely, "Miss, do you want more?"

At Yi Song, Mala Tang squinted and said happily, "No way! Please throw it away for us! "

As a Beijinger, Suman has a standard pronunciation of Mandarin, so she is responsible for teaching Chinese in Grade One, and because she is fluent in English, she also undertakes English classes in Grade Five and Six.

Song Yi listened to the villagers' suggestions and found the way to school.

Suman replaced the teacher who thought he was ill. The students are reciting collectively. Suman walked between the seats and recited with everyone.

"Autumn is coming, autumn is coming, and Shan Ye is a beautiful picture. Pear trees hang golden lanterns, apples show red cheeks, but there are golden waves, and sorghum raises torches. Who is so beautiful in autumn ... "

When she looked out of the window with a smile, she saw Yi Song. She wasn't too surprised. She just stayed for a while, then smiled and went on reading with the students.

"... look, the geese in the blue sky answered. They lined up in a big word' people', as if to say-hardworking people paint autumn pictures. "

When the bell rang, the children rushed out of the classroom and looked at him curiously.

Suman walked out of the classroom and asked with a smile, "Where's Mala Tang?"

"She said that she had gone for a walk in the mountains."

Su Man walked ahead, and Yi Song followed her, all the way along the ridge to the mountain road.

Beautiful mountains, clear streams, maple red and ginkgo golden. When you step on dead leaves, they creak under your feet.

Yi Song whispered, "Maman."

Su Man looked back, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said, "I love you."

She smiled: "I know." She did know that she was confused when she was in the station, but when she got out of the station, she saw everything clearly. She loved him for more than ten years. An important reason why she likes him is that he is a person with a sense of responsibility and noble morality, so it is difficult for him to let go of his guilt for Xu Qiu. She can understand. His repeated struggles hurt her, but that was only because he loved her.

Suman walked forward again, and Yi Song, like a person who fell in love for the first time, didn't know what to do. It took me a long time to know how to chase her, but I could catch up with her and didn't know what to say, so I had to follow Suman silently. She became more and more flustered as she walked. What does she mean by "she knows"? Does she still love him?

Is uneasy, a hand holding his hand, his heart "dong" floor drain jumped a beat, side head to see her, her eyes in front, smiling, corners of the mouth curved like a crescent moon.

His heart gradually calmed down, but he held her hand and clung to it.

So this is true love. No speculation, no taboo, no silence, it is stable, happy and calm.

Before, she never let go. From now on, no matter what happens, he will never let go! She used to be like a lighthouse, guiding him to the miserable swamp of out of the dark. From then on, he will guard the lighthouse all his life and keep her bright and warm forever.

The most beautiful time

Fanwai 2

Lu Licheng hasn't heard from Suman for two years. China is too big. If a person intends to disappear, like a drop of water, he can leave no trace.

He lost contact with Song Xiang, only occasionally heard overseas colleagues say which client he accepted.

Xu Xishuang actually has contact with him. She wrote to him, and he replied immediately, hoping to get some news from Suman's greetings.

Xu Lianshuang's letters come from all over the world, and all kinds of people in the photos keep changing, but one thing remains the same-

Suman lives a quiet life now. She is coming out of the grief of losing her parents. When she is strong enough, she will go back to Beijing, because there is a home for her and her parents. But right now, I don't think she's ready. Sorry, I can't tell you her contact information.

Even if Xu Lian Frost can't give him what he wants, he still keeps in intermittent contact with her, just to give himself a feeling that Suman and he are still related.

Two years ago, he added a new property in Beijing. Two years later, it's still an empty room, waiting for the owner to return lonely and hopeless.

He was drunk and tired, so he came back here, sat on the empty floor, smoked in front of the ink landscape painting on the wall, or stood by the window, listening to the song "Wild Wind" on his mobile phone.

Although the past is dusty, the fireworks in the past are like neon lights tonight ... waiting for the change of mentality and the rise of the Qing Dynasty ... it's useless to think about your heart and your fate. If the tide of love is surging, who can leisurely put down the traces of love? ...

Many times, he regrets the love he didn't say. Why not tell her? Tell her it's over! But at least I have no regrets. He suddenly began to understand her indomitable pursuit of Song Xiang. Because I missed an opportunity, I cherish the second chance given by God. If he finds her, he will never hesitate. He will tell her that she can't leave so carefree and let her know that someone is waiting for her.

Because he had a meeting in Paris this Spring Festival and couldn't go home, he decided to go home and see his mother when he was free in autumn.

When farming is busy, my brothers and sisters-in-law are very busy. Tao Zi went to Xi 'an to discuss business. Xin Wei has gone to primary school and Jingjing is preparing for junior high school, so when he comes home, only his mother is at home. After taking a shower, he sat under the cucumber frame in the yard, talking to his mother and reading a book.

In the evening, Jingjing and Xin Wei came back together. Xin Wei saw him and immediately ran over. "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"

He held Xin Wei in circles. Jingjing, who was reserved by girls, stood by and politely called out, "Brother-in-law."

Sister-in-law came back from the field and took out the watermelon frozen in the stream and cut it for the three of them. He asked Jingjing about her study while eating watermelon. She was very happy for her eldest brother.

Sister-in-law laughed while choosing dishes. "She represented the school in the English competition and won the first prize. Children in those cities can't compare with her. "

Jingjing said modestly, "It's all well taught by teachers."

Lu Licheng said in surprise, "There are such good English teachers in the countryside? I was going to come this time, and I wanted to discuss it with my eldest brother. Jingjing is going to study in the city after junior high school. She is afraid that she can't keep up with English, so she hired a tutor. I didn't expect the quality of education in rural areas to improve so fast. "

Xin Wei tried to talk several times, but she was secretly stared at by her sister and dared not answer.

Lu Licheng conquered a group of prodigies, not to mention two children. On the surface, he didn't pay attention, as if chatting with his eldest sister-in-law. In fact, he had a panoramic view of the abnormal reactions of the two children. He suddenly realized something and asked his sister-in-law, "Are there any foreign teachers in the primary schools here in the past two years?"

My sister-in-law shook her head. "I don't know. Jingjing is very obedient Your brother and I never have to worry about her studies, so we don't pay much attention to the school. "

Lu Licheng had to negotiate directly with Xin Wei. "Which teacher do you like best in school?"

Xin Wei looked at Jingjing with her eyes and dared not speak. After thinking for a while, he whispered, "Chinese teacher."

"What's the name of the Chinese teacher? Children don't tell lies. "

Xin Wei looked at Jingjing and blushed. "I pulled a hook with the teacher and promised her not to say. My sister won't let me talk either. My sister said that if I told others, Teacher Su would leave. "

Jingjing stared at her. "Idiot, you already said that!"

Lu Licheng immediately stood up and asked her sister-in-law, "Where is the primary school?"

Sister-in-law said, "It seems to be similar to the place where you went to school as a child. Demolition and reconstruction ... "

Lu Licheng words haven't say that finish already ran out of the yard.

He went running all the way, every river had to cross the river, every hurdle had to jump and jump out of the field. He is as happy as a child. He has never felt so close to happiness in his life.

Lu Licheng ran to the school gate, bent down and gasped violently. Several teachers stared at him because he didn't look like a local.

A male teacher smiled and asked, "Are you here to see Teacher Su?"

He gasped and asked with joy, "Where is she?"

A female teacher pointed to the mountain not far away: "She went to the mountain with her friends."

He said "thank you" happily, and then ran to the mountain at once. As soon as he approached the mountain road, he heard ringing laughter coming from the valley. "There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice." Her laughter is near, can people be far away? He stopped and waited with a smile on his face.

There are mountains and peaks in the distance, and the sunset glow is dense. In the oblique light of the setting sun, the twilight in Shan Lan gradually rises, and the tired birds returning home together, with small shadows passing through the sky. If it is a natural ink landscape, it will be beautiful.

As soon as he thought of "Birds Return to the Mountain", he heard a man's voice say with a smile: "The scenery here is really good, and the scenery in front of him is vivid. It is Tao Yuanming's" Birds Return to the Mountain ".

Like a man who suddenly stepped on the air, he fell at a loss. His smile is still on his face, but his heart has cracked.

Suman smiled and said, "Well! When you go back to school in the future and look in this direction, you will understand what it means to pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely; . "

Suman and Song Xiang walked past him hand in hand. He stood by the ginkgo tree, his body seemed to be lignified.

A golden ginkgo leaf falls down. She reached out and caught it, raised the fan-shaped leaves and looked at the people around her. "Is it nice?"

Her face is towards him. As long as you pay attention, you can actually find that he is not deliberately hidden, but there is only one other person in his eyes.

They drifted away, and he looked ahead, all the beauty and glory in front of him disappeared, and the scenery gradually became barren.

The Woods rustled behind him, and Shuang stepped on the fallen leaves and walked up to him. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at him silently, with shock and pity in his eyes, and some other feelings.

She kicked the fallen leaves on the ground and whispered, "What are you doing?"

He looked as usual and frowned and said, "Miss Xu, can you make it clear?"

Xu Lianshuang was dazed and said, "I asked how you plan to entertain us?"

Lu Licheng walked down the hill and said faintly, "Miss Xu is here, of course she is a national guest."

Xu flow frost caught up with him and went down the mountain side by side with him.

Shuang was uneasy and said with a smile, "Song Xiangte came to see Su Man. They are all relieved. It is estimated that the wedding day is not far away. You have to think about gifts quickly! " Don't blame me for not being a friend enough to inform you in advance. "

Tilted his head and looked at her. The sharpness in his eyes made Xu smile no longer. He gave a faint smile. "I have a general relationship with them. As long as the gift is expensive enough, it doesn't take too much time, but you have to think about it. "

Xu Lianshuang quickly said, "I'll think about it."

In front of the primary school at the foot of the mountain, four people met, old friends reunited and laughed.

Lu Licheng took the initiative to ask about their wedding date. Song Xiang stared at him and said with a smile, "The sooner the better, so as not to cause complications in a deep sleep!"

Lu Licheng smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

Suman's face turned red. Her face leaned over Mala Tang's shoulder, but her feet were secretly stepping on Song Xiang.

Xu flow frost looked at the smile, completely relieved.

In the evening, Lu Licheng stood under the cucumber frame and called Helen: "I want to trouble your sister one more thing."

Helen smiled. "You have helped them so much. Sister and brother-in-law wish you trouble them every day. "

"Do you remember the house she bought me two years ago?"

"Remember!" Helen has a secret passage in her heart. She not only remembers it, but also knows who the original owner of that house was.

"I want her to contact the original intermediary, find out the contact information of people who used to compete with me for a house, buy her a house, add 200 thousand to the price I bought, oh, add 30 thousand to the intermediary."

Helen gasped. At that time, because someone robbed her, both sides refused to let go, and the price was already high. In order to get the house, Lu Licheng finally secretly gave the intermediary a bribe of 30,000 yuan. Now that Beijing's housing market is depressed and many lots are falling, does he want to add another 230 thousand?

"It's so expensive, I'm afraid it's not easy to sell."

"Let your sister find someone, and that person will definitely buy it."

Helen didn't say anything. "Well, I'll ask my sister to find someone tomorrow."

Sure enough, as Lu Licheng expected, the buyer was found through the intermediary. When the other party heard that it was a house, they immediately became interested. Although Lu Licheng's asking price is crazy, the other side is even crazier. He didn't bargain at all, so he made a deal directly. Not only that, when the house was sold, the other party specially asked the intermediary to tell the owner to thank him. The intermediary looked dumbfounded, and it was the first time to see such a crazy and strange business.

"Thank you" is passed from the intermediary to Helen's sister, and Helen's sister is passed to Helen. Finally, Helen told Lu Licheng.

Lu Licheng smoking a cigarette, don't talk, smoky summary, don't distinguish.

Behind him, under the big glass window, the lights are brightly lit. It is the world of mortals, and Wan Li is prosperous. However, he seems to live alone in the heavenly palace, cold and cheerless, and his shoulders are bleak.

This is probably too high to be cold! She watched him step by step from an ordinary clerk to the person in charge of today's company, watching his friends become less and less, watching him become more and more lonely, duplicity. Helen sighed, bowed her head and left his office.

In the early hours of the morning, Helen is sorting out the letters she received during the day. When she saw Suman's wedding invitation, she was shocked and paused for a moment before reading it carefully. When the word "Song Xiang" came into view, she understood who "thank you" came from. These two masters are invisible, only suffering from their busy following. Song Xiang refused to say thank you in person, apparently deliberately playing dumb completely, so that the woman in his arms could be happy without any worries.

She turned on the computer, went to a forum she often went to, and began to sort out a post she sent in the past, which anonymously described a secret love story-

Helen recorded that he sent her abroad to forget the woman. However, the new life he deliberately tried did not succeed, but fell into a dilemma. He doesn't know how to refuse another woman. Fortunately, the other party spoke first.

Hearing that she didn't come to work, he had an impromptu meeting to see her. In fact, he was downstairs in her house, sitting in the car and watching another person take her to the district hospital.

He asked her to go home with him, partly on purpose and partly for convenience. She agreed, but he was nervous. He called me at night and asked me what I should pay attention to when traveling with women.

To get close to her, he naively created opportunities for himself. He called me early on the weekend and begged me to buy him a first aid kit. He quickly put it in his house secretly, just to have some time alone.

This post records his search and waiting for two years.

……

Because she was really moved by his persistence, she began to record it. I hope everyone can help him pray together and find the person he loves as soon as possible.

The forum, which was originally deserted and unpopular, became lively because of her posts, and countless people cared and blessed her posts. She hopes that this secret love can have a happy ending with everyone. She even believes that with the blessings of so many people and his unscrupulous ways, he will be happy in the end. But there is always a gap between reality and ideal.

She is tapping on the keyboard.

"I think this post has come to an end, because the ending is not as good as I expected. I didn't want to write any more, but everyone has been with me for a year. I think it's my duty to tell you the ending-he received the wedding invitation from that woman today, but unfortunately, the groom is not him. "

"I have sent a message to the moderator, and this long article will be deleted. My friends will mind me writing these things secretly, and I believe you can understand. Each of us has more or less emotional secrets that we don't want to be known. Some are beautiful and some are ugly. Some secrets may eventually be exposed, and some secrets will be brought to the grave by themselves. "

"Although after my deliberate handling, no one knows who I am, let alone who he is, but I still want to delete the post, respect his wishes and make this relationship a secret buried by time forever."

Helen turned on the computer, picked up the photos sent by the invitation, stared at Suman and Song Xiang and smiled. What a lucky woman, I didn't know she missed someone who loved her so much; An unfortunate woman will never know that someone in this world once loved her so much.

Helen picked up the phone and shouted, "Eliot, I just saw Suman's wedding invitation. Do you want to attend? Shall I prepare a present? "

There was silence on the phone, and people who didn't know would think that he didn't remember who Suman was. Helen has no doubt that when Su Man is mentioned in front of him in the future, he will definitely play the role of a noble person who forgets things. He said apologetically, "This name sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it at the moment."

Finally, a voice on the phone interrupted Helen's thoughts. "Just seal the right amount of money, don't be rude. I don't have time to attend the wedding reception. "

"ok."

Helen put the phone down, took another look at the photo, threw it into the trash can, picked up the laptop and left.

At two o'clock in the morning, the directors of Lu Licheng and new york ended the conference call.

He walked out of the office with a thin coat on his left arm and a briefcase and tie in his right hand. He walked past Helen's desk and suddenly turned back to look for something on her desk. He rummaged through all the files and suddenly saw the photos and invitations in the trash can. He was very impatient. He picked them up and stared at the smiling face in the photo. His fingertips couldn't help touching her face, and his mouth was full of bitter taste, but his mouth was smiling.

Her relationship with him is so ordinary that there is not even a photo of her. I don't think there are many opportunities to meet each other in the future.

He tore off half of Song Xiang, leaving only half of her, with the back facing outwards, and put it in the folder of his wallet.

Thinking of flying to London tomorrow afternoon, he left the office in a hurry before packing. As he slammed off the power at the door, his figure became smaller, and the room was bright, instantly extinguished and plunged into darkness.

end

I look forward to the TV series "The Most Beautiful Time", and hope to adopt it ~