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Most people will make a lot of assumptions about the "future" when they are young. Of course, Yi Hui is not exempt. He used to like to think, and now he is not too much.

A little different from everyone else is probably not just thinking about it, but trying to put it into practice.

The board painting competition I participated in a few years ago finally announced the winners list on the eighth day of the lunar new year. Yi Hui won the best creative award for his unique idea. Certificates and bonuses can be obtained in two ways: on-site and by mail. After thanking everyone for their blessings by posting on Weibo, Yi Hui turned around and booked a high-speed rail ticket to S City, preparing to go quietly to win the award.

By the way, go to the company address given by someone, say hello and chat if you see someone, and if you can't see it, just put the things down and leave, and you can send it to your heart.

During the New Year's Eve, Jiang Xuemei had some health problems. She had been treated for a few days in the town's small hospital and did not get better. After hearing about it, Dora Hen helped to contact the relevant experts in the city, and asked them to go directly to register and open the hospital. After taking a few pills, I felt much better within a couple of days. So now Dora Hem is not only a friend of Yi Hui, but also a benefactor of the Jiang family.

At that time, Yi Hui, who unexpectedly found out that Weibo can also send voice, thanked Dora Heng shyly and sent the first voice message to Dora Heng: "Hey, don't you have many friends? There are so far away. A doctor's friend."

He thought that the other party would also speak back, but the result was still text: No, you are the only one.

Although Yi Hui didn't quite believe it, he was still touched by "just you". Dora Hem is indeed very kind to him. He takes the initiative to help him, responds to any needs, and always responds to news in seconds, as if he really regards him as his only friend.

Repaying the sincerity with sincerity is aimed at this, and you must treat others well. Before departure, Yi Hui spent most of the day making a small 6-inch cake. It was framed with several circles of lace, with fireworks in full bloom in the middle, and roses on the sides.

He didn't want to draw roses at first, but He Hem liked it, thinking that it was just to do what he liked, not to give him roses, so Yi Hui awkwardly drew two of them, the petals as red as his face.

Before leaving, also took a plate of previously made chocolates from the refrigerator. Yi Hui thought that Valentine's Day was approaching. He wondered if Hem had chased him back. If he did, please let them eat together. If he didn't, he would use dessert to comfort Hem, perfect.

He thought it was very simple to meet netizens, and the most he could eat was a meal, so he didn't tell anyone, and went on the road alone with a thermal bag containing cakes and chocolates.

I was on the morning high-speed train. Not long after the train was running, received Dora Hem's Good Morning: Morning, did you get up?

Yi Hui replied: Guess what [Doraemon smiles]

Carrying a stimulating mood that is about to reveal a mysterious surprise, the tone of speech has become different from before.

Doraemon didn't realize it: that's it. What are you doing now?

This is what Yi Hui wants. He grins to the base of his ears and replies complacently: I'm riding a bicycle [laughs but doesn't speak]

Dora Hem: You can still send messages while riding a bicycle, that's amazing. [great]

It is said that chatting with a person for a long time will gradually contaminate the other person's habits. For example, Hen Hen has recently learned to make good use of expression packs. This made Yi Hui very gratified, at least he wasn't being led astray by Hum.

Yi Hui, who was sitting by the window, turned sideways to avoid the passengers beside him, and pressed the voice key: "Humph, are you still at work today?"

He covered his mobile phone and kept his voice low. After he sent it out, he clicked it and listened to it twice. He made sure that no sound of the train was recorded. time to eat.

Yi Hui, who was confirmed, narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there must be some to eat."

The heater was turned on on the high-speed train, and Yi Hui was worried that the cake would go bad, so he stuffed a lot of ice cubes in the thermal bag before going out.

The journey to S City was not as long as the capital, and the ice had not yet melted when we arrived at the station. It was getting dark early in winter, and it would be dark when he walked out of the station. He first called his home to report that he was safe, then turned on his mobile phone for navigation, followed the route to the subway entrance, bought a one-way ticket on the machine, and waited for two minutes for the bus. Li took the time to read the name of the platform he passed by, and then gathered up his courage to board the subway.

S City is his hometown, but he used to be picked up by car when he went out, and he had never been on the subway a few times, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

When we arrived at the place, it was the evening rush hour, and there were people everywhere. It took a lot of work to find the station entrance. Fortunately, with the help of the volunteers in the station, it was still dark when Yi Hui got from the underground to the ground.

Following the navigation to the downstairs of an office not far away, Yi Hui looked around and thought, S City is still the same, with high-rise buildings row upon row, bustling and bustling, nothing has changed.

This area is a prosperous business district. He had the impression that the address with No. 118, xx Road, was a jewelry store. He took a closer look, and sure enough, he remembered correctly.

Yi Hui sighed in his heart that He Hen works in a jewelry store, no wonder his aesthetics are so good.

Usually, when was dissatisfied and didn't know how to change it, Yi Hui took a photo and sent it to Hen Hen. Hen Hen could always point out the flaws in the details that he ignored, so as to bring improvement and improvement to the whole painting. .

This is very similar to that person, who is also very good at appreciating paintings. When we first met, he helped point out a few shortcomings in the painting, which was really reasonable. At that time, Yi Hui thought that he was simply talented in this area, but later he realized that he was in frequent contact and naturally knew a lot.

And it was not himself that made him willing to take the initiative to learn art knowledge, but another person.

Suddenly remembering something he shouldn't have thought, Yi Hui took a deep breath to shake off the distracting thoughts, pulled the mask up to his nose, and walked in with his feet raised.

I don't know if it was because of the shift, there was no one in the store.

The female clerk stood behind the counter and enthusiastically asked what she needed. Yi Hui didn't know Dora Hem's real name, so she embarrassedly said to take a look at it to make sure that there were no other male clerks on the first floor, and went straight to the second floor with her things.

When I walked to the corner of the stairs, I became a little nervous after realizing it. I wondered if I would be surprised to see him, and then I wondered what his first sentence should be, "Hello" or "Guess." who I am"?

Thinking of this, I was a little annoyed, I was stupid, He Heng is so smart, he must be able to recognize it at a glance.

It's better if the prophet will tell him, so as not to really scare him. With both anxiety and excitement, Yi Hui took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, and sent a message to Dora Hem while walking up the steps.

The second floor is the custom-made area of ​​the jewelry store. Before you walk in, you can smell a pleasant and fresh aroma, and the atmosphere on the entire floor is quieter than downstairs. When he stepped on the last step, he just pressed send, Yi Hui pricked up his ears to catch it, and really let him catch a short ringtone from the silence.

He tiptoed forward to follow the source of the sound, raised his hand just as he was about to open the white screen door curtain leading to the customization center, when there was a series of hurried footsteps at the other end of the door, followed by a conversation between the two.

"Where are you going...you just left?"

"Well, there is a step ahead."

"Didn't you order a ring, didn't you look at the blueprint?"

"It will be sent to my mailbox, you can read it anytime."

"Are you really going to marry that young master of the Tan family?"

"Who said that?"

"It's spread all over the world."

With the silence of the people inside, Yi Hui, who was outside the curtain, subconsciously held his breath. If he didn't know who the person he was questioning was, he could tell just by his voice, it was Zhou Jinheng.

"No, not marrying that Tan." Not long after, Zhou Jinheng spoke again, "I have no use for this ring."

Yi Hui couldn't understand what they were talking about, and didn't want to listen. He was like a third party who entered the wedding scene by mistake. When he was running in a hurry, he accidentally bumped into a vase standing at the door. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to help it. The vase was stabilized. on the ground.

The people inside heard the sound and opened the door curtain and came out. Yi Hui picked up the thermal bag that had been turned over on the ground. When he straightened up, he met the inquiring gaze of the two who were standing side by side. He didn't have time to observe anything else. The only thought that came into his mind was - The two are a good match.

The young man who was a little shorter than Zhou Jinheng was handsome and elegant, and a well-cut suit made him stand out. Standing next to the tall and handsome Zhou Jinheng, he really looked like a couple coming for an engagement ring.

No, not like, just a couple of newlyweds.

Yi Hui suddenly felt that his surprise just now was superfluous.

What's so strange? He was already dead, and nothing could stop the two of them from being together.

Zhou Jinheng didn't expect to see Yi Hui here.

He learned early from Jiang Yimang's mouth that Yi Hui was coming to S City, and he waited for Yi Hui to tell Dora Hen about this matter, so he just pushed the boat along with the flow, keeping his mind to see what the little fool was going to do.

Who would have thought that Yi Hui would find it here according to the address he sent the items to. After calculating the time, he should have come directly after getting off the high-speed rail. Zhou Jinheng was extremely fortunate that even if he wore a mask, he could still recognize him at a glance.

Yi Hui picked up the things and ran, Zhou Jinheng chased after him without a word, the little fool stumbled with the things in his arms, and almost ran into someone when he walked to the door.

It was just when the lantern was first launched, for fear that he would fall without looking at the road, Zhou Jinheng strode forward and grabbed his arm: "Huihui, it's me, don't run away."

How could Yi Hui listen to him, he was caught and couldn't run, so he twisted his neck and didn't look back at him, the gesture of resistance was obvious at a glance.

Zhou Jinheng felt a pain in his heart. He had been chatting happily with him on the Internet these days. He almost forgot to take off the skin of Dora Hem. How much the little fool hates himself.

Seeing that the little fool was only concerned about running away, he didn't ask questions. He probably regarded him as a customer. Zhou Jinheng breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "I just met him here. The ring is not for him, but for..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Hui, who had been silent for a while, suddenly interrupted him: "What's up with me?"

Zhou Jinheng was stunned for a moment, and the words disappeared in his throat.

Yi Hui finally turned his head and looked at him with calm eyes, his voice was also cold: "Who do you want to give your ring to, what does it have to do with me?"

(Down)

This jewelry store is very famous in S City, and Yi Hui has actually heard of it. Not only did he know this shop, he once wanted to come here to order wedding rings.

Although it was not made in the end, because the other party has already prepared the ring, it is a normal and normal model.

Days and nights dreamed, Yi Hui dreamed of the ring this night, and when he woke up, he touched the ring finger of his left hand, but he didn't touch anything.

Today is a sunny day. Yi Hui, who received the award certificate, returned to the hotel, packed his few luggage and prepared to leave. Before leaving, after hesitating again and again, he brought the thermal insulation bag that was thrown into dust.

In the afternoon, there was no one at the front desk of the hotel. After checking out, Yi Hui packed his documents back into his schoolbag and walked out. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall, making him feel a little lonely in his empty heart.

This is his hometown, but there is no place for him.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back, it's that he doesn't dare. It was he who gave up Yi Hui's identity and willingly replaced someone else's name. What qualifications does he have to go back?

What's more, the place he used to regard as his home is no longer his home.

Even the wedding ring that he had never been able to wear to see the light was left there, and he had nothing to do with that family anymore.

In order to save money, Yi Hui's hotel is located in a remote location, some distance from the subway station.

Walking to the door of the hotel, he squatted down and checked the shoelaces. After preparing for the long journey, he pushed open the door and went out. Before taking two steps, he saw a red car parked in front of him.

At first, he was still confused. When the driver got out of the car and held up the sign that read "Mr. Xiaohuixia's special car", the haze on Yi Hui's face was swept away, the corners of his lips curved upwards, and a smile crept up the corners of his brows.

Only Dora Hem would call him that.

Yesterday, I originally wanted to give Dora Hem a surprise, but who knew it was empty. When Yi Hui returned to the hotel, Dora Hem replied: Did you come to see me? I'm on a short-term business trip. I'm out of town now, sorry.

This is because he didn't say hello in advance, so how could Yi Hui blame him. But although he doesn't blame him, it's still necessary to pretend to be angry: Did you do it on purpose, knowing that I'm coming on a business trip right away?

The person on the other end seemed a little panicked: No, really not, how could I avoid you on purpose? Really didn't know you would come.

Thinking of how Dora Hem was so anxious last night that he couldn't rush back now, Yi Hui, who was sitting in the car, wanted to laugh again. Seeing that the car drove up the elevated road and headed in an unfamiliar direction, not only was he not afraid, but he was also in the mood to chat with the driver: "Master, how much does it cost to rent this car a day?"

The driver replied: "Free."

This surprise is more ingenious than the one he arranged, Yi Hui is even more interesting: "Then where are you taking me?"

The driver also smiled at him in the rearview mirror: "You will know when you arrive."

With absolute trust in Dora Hem, Yi Hui rested on the back seat of the car with confidence.

About two hours later, he was politely awakened by the driver: "Sir, we are here."

It was getting dark when he rubbed his eyes and got out of the car. Yi Hui found himself in an open and flat field with a cool breeze. He shrank his neck and turned his head to see that the driver had moved the car to a hundred meters away. under the wall, as if he didn't want to disturb him.

Yi Hui picked up the phone and said, "You won't really come back from other places, will you?"

Dora Hem replied quickly: No, have something to show you.

Yi Hui looked around again, the fading sky made the visibility around him very low, he couldn't figure out what to see in this place: "Don't you prepare something scary?"

Doraemon: Not scary.

Yi Hui was suspicious: "I'm very timid, don't..."

Halfway through speaking, the phone vibrated, this time it was more concise, only two words came out - look up, Yi Hui received the command and looked up at the sky reflexively. Fireworks bloom in the night sky.

This sound seemed to be a charge horn, and it was like an introduction. Before Yi Hui could react to what had happened, the dazzling sparks rose into the sky one after another, blooming one by one above his head, forming a splendid galaxy. The sky is completely illuminated.

It also illuminated Yi Hui's eyes.

The ever-changing firelight reflected in the pitch-black pupils, Yi Hui seemed to be frightened, unable to move, and stared blankly with his neck raised. It wasn't until his eyes were sore and his eardrums were buzzing that he raised his mobile phone, stared at the sky intently, and opened and closed his mouth mechanically toward the microphone: "How could... someone set off fireworks here."

Doraemon: Apologize to you.

Even though the other party said it calmly, Yi Hui still felt that the battle was too huge for him to bear.

However, the fireworks feast was still going on, and there was no intention of stopping at all. As the only audience member, Yi Hui didn't want to miss it for a second. Dora Hem told him to sit and watch slowly, so he sat down on the stone bench beside him, and put the thermal bag he had carried all the way to his chest and hugged it, as if he was using this pressure to relieve his fast heartbeat due to tension.

Dora Hem said again: It will take a while, you can eat while watching.

On the way, the driver stuffed him with a lot of prepared snacks, candies and chocolates, but Yi Hui didn't want to eat these now. He thought about it, put the thermal bag in his arms on his lap, opened it, and threw the one that was beyond recognition. Take out the cake.

At first, felt a pity that a beautiful cake fell into such a state that couldn't take it out. Then, with the muffled sound of the explosion in ears and the flickering in front of eyes, thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

Knowing that it would be rude to think of other things in the surprise prepared for him, Yi Hui glanced down at the cake by the light of the fireworks, but he still couldn't help thinking that the cake he made by himself, that person never ate it. pass.

On weekdays, I usually take a look at it under my own pressure, and then take it with a perfunctory sentence "I don't eat sweets." After finally waiting for my birthday, it always happens frequently. Either I didn't have time to make it, or no one came back to eat it. If the man didn't come back, he didn't have any appetite. In the end, the cake was either left broken or thrown into the trash. He didn't even know what it tasted like.

What does it taste like?

Thinking like this, Yi Hui stretched out his index finger and scooped some cream to his mouth. It was clearly soft and sweet, and it melted in his mouth with a fragrant aroma. He didn't know why his throat was choked up and his eyes were sore. He thought it was stinging from the light of the fireworks. He raised his hand and rubbed it, but more warm liquid poured out. It slid into the mouth along the cheek, diluting the sweetness.

He understands the marriage of interests, and he also understands without emotional foundation, but even if he is a stranger, even if he is a beggar on the side of the road, why should he be treated like that?

Smiling and pretending to be happy all day long, and pretending to know nothing, doesn't mean you won't be sad.

How can you not be sad, how can you not be sad?

Even if it is a fool, seeing that he is thinking about other people all the time, he flips through the photo of that person from his mobile phone album, and learns how good that person is, and when he is confused again and again, he finds that he is looking at that person through himself. , No matter how stupid or stupid this fool is, and if he pretends to be nothing and doesn't mind, his heart will hurt.

Who said he didn't keep his promises? It's not that he won't honor the promise, but only the promise he made with that person.

Who said he was cold in nature? He clearly showed deep affection, and was only cold to that fool named Yi Hui.

He dug out another chunk of cream and stuffed it into his mouth. Yi Hui was desperately trying to extract the pleasant sugar from the sweets, but tears still fell in a string, as if he wanted to take advantage of no one to shed enough.

The cakes are delicious, and the fireworks are also beautiful. In the past, precious things that were inaccessible to him like a chasm across the sky turned out to be so easy to get.

It wasn't that he didn't deserve it.

After receiving the voice from a Xiao Huixia, Zhou Jinheng hid in the dark corner of the wall and listened to the words "thank you" several times, then asked him if he looked good, and repeated the word "good-looking" again. again.

He knew that Yi Hui was crying. The little fool was as silent as he was laughing when he cried. Only his thin and thin shoulders were trembling in the air, and he spoke with a nasal tone.

It's a pity that he was naive and stupid in the past, and it was not rare to give even a word of comfort. Now that want to give it, there are 10,000 ways in mind that can make the little fool not cry, but was imprisoned in the first step.

He didn't dare go forward, didn't dare to go to his little fool, didn't dare to eat the cake made for him, even if it was just for the little fool to wipe his tears, or just say softly in his ear, "Don't cry, it's mine. wrong", it doesn't work.

When people are heartbroken, he wakes up slowly, he deserves it, he doesn't dare, and it has nothing to do with him.

Slowly squatting down along the wall, his face buried in the rough gravel ground, Zhou Jinheng's hand hanging on his knees clenched and loosened, the blue veins on the back of his hands floated and disappeared, as if he had experienced several fierce struggles, and finally He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely, and the sudden sound was lost in the sound of the last burst of fireworks.

When he raised his head, his expression returned to normal with the long exhale after a deep inhalation.

Watching Yi Hui get into the car, the light from the taillights gradually disappeared from sight. Zhou Jinheng typed "I like it" in the input box, but what he thought silently in his heart was another sentence——

From now on, I will never miss every appointment with you.