Qi Fei finally left the ranks of singles when he was about to graduate from his senior year. The most thing he did every day was to use photos of his girlfriend in the WeChat group.

Gu Meiyan is Qi Fei's girlfriend, a young beauty. In Zhuo Xiaoyuan's words, even good cabbage is robbed by pigs.

"Brother is this personal charm." Qi Fei said with sternness through the screen of his phone: "You mortals don't understand."

Ji Qinyang teased him: "Then aren't you going to have a long love relationship with this little beauty for four years?"

Qi Fei: "Eight years of war of resistance have come down, four years are nothing!"

Zhang Ganggang: "Rourou and I have been through the seven-year itch. What a nonsense you are like!"

Qi Fei: "Then you send photos, post photos, posts, posts, posts, posts, posts!"

Professor Xie Menghe talked about the internship recommendation book. He did not plan to study for graduate school again, and he would work formally if he wanted to finish the project directly.

"I originally had a place to leave it to you." The instructor said regretfully: "I really won't think about it anymore?"

Xie Meng: "I think the school motto of the People's Congress is more suitable for me than the graduate school admission."

The instructor was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's good to be honest... it's not bad." He patted Xie Meng on the shoulder: "Do it well, young man."

Xie Meng just came out of the office and received a call from Zhang Ganggang. The boy's voice was very low on the other end of the phone: "I decided not to like Mama Qi..."

Xie Meng choked for a moment and could only comfort him: "Qi Fei is happy to have a girlfriend. Don't you have Rou Rou?"

"Don't mention Rourou." Zhang Ganggang said softly: "Ruruo doesn't want to see me."

Xie Meng frowned: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ganggang said after a while: "I'll get off work after I'll wait, let's go to drink!"

Zhang Ganggang went to Xinhua News Agency for an internship last month. Xie Meng did not ask the details. He was too busy at the bank, so he had to start from the most basic counter. He had to wait for the warehouse to charter a car to open the door at less than 7 o'clock in the morning.

Ji Qinyang's band gradually got on track, with a large-scale concert every month, and many entertainment companies wanted to sign them, but Ji Qinyang was ambitious and just wanted to build his own music studio.

"Ichimi is so amazing." Zhang Ganggang sighed.

He and Xie Mengyou asked for two bottles of beer in a simple restaurant in Wudaokou. There were many foreigners of different skin colors sitting around him, speaking the languages ​​of various countries. Han Dong once joked: "Wudaokou is like the United Nations, the center of the world, and Beijing is so magical, just like you never belong here and always belong here."

Xie Meng took a sip of wine. His performance during the bank's internship was very important. He wanted to stay until he became a regular, so he was so busy that he didn't even have time to stay with Ji Qinyang.

Zhang Ganggang sighed again and muttered: "I didn't want to study before, but now I think it's better to study."

Xie Meng smiled: "What do you say?"

Zhang Ganggang: "I really want to go back to high school to do math problems."

The wine from Xie Meng almost squirted out.

"I'll be busy as a dog when I work." Zhang Ganggang said depressedly: "Rourou will not meet me before graduation. I don't know what she is thinking."

Xie Meng wiped his mouth: "Where is Han Dong, have you asked him?"

Zhang Ganggang: "Aren't he very busy too... Is he going into the mobile phone? He is obviously the eldest young master who can inherit the family business, but he refuses to return to Suzhou. He is also a weird person."

Xie Meng didn't know what to say, so he had to reach out and pound his shoulder with encouragement.

"I won't talk about me anymore." Zhang Ganggang opened another bottle of wine: "Where are you? How about the bank internship?"

Xie Meng: "I will be in charge of a financial internship next month and will be responsible for the loan."

Zhang Ganggang: "Oh, it would be great if I could stay, but you should be fine."

Xie Meng shook his head: "Not necessarily, go to real estate projects, negotiate with open houses, drink and socialize." He smiled: "It's also the rhythm of being busy."

Zhang Ganggang: "Although you live with Ichimi?"

"Yes." Xie Meng stopped picking up the chopsticks of food. He looked at Zhang Ganggang's face and suddenly said, "He and I have been together for a long time."

"??" Zhang Ganggang was puzzled: "I know, didn't you move out and live together before your sophomore year? He made a lot of money, how do you calculate the rent?"

Xie Meng felt powerless when he asked the sky speechlessly. He didn't know what to say, so he could only explain again: "I mean we were together very early, which means literally. He and I are a couple."

"What?!" As the roadside was approaching, it was rush hour again. There were many vehicles outside and noisy. Zhang Ganggang didn't hear it clearly and asked again: "What kind of couple?!"

Xie Meng took a deep breath, and he leaned into Zhang Ganggang's ear and shouted: "Ji Qinyang and I are a couple! We have been together for almost seven years!"

All the foreigners around him calmly looked at them and opened their mouths blankly.

Xie Meng expressed his calm expression and finished drinking. He shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, they don't understand... do you understand?"

Zhang Ganggang has been digesting the impactful question of "Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang are a couple" in the following time. He asked a lot, but Xie Meng did not hide it from it.

"Don't Mr. Han know that, too?" Zhang Ganggang asked at the end.

Xie Meng held the wine bottle and nodded while drinking.

"..." Zhang Ganggang grabbed his hair decadently and murmured: "Why am I so stupid..."

Xie Meng was so funny: "What's stupid? You're just a little slow."

Zhang Ganggang: "...Who else knows?"

Xie Meng thought for a while: "I mentioned it to you, the director of Baby Bear should also know."

"Oh..." Zhang Ganggang recalled: "Half a colleague."

Xie Meng: "What half of the peers are? Is it okay to have a different journey like a mountain?" He looked out Xiong Baobao's Weibo and found that the other party had been internships in the crew these days. Recently, he was dressed like a migrant worker, with ladders behind him.

Zhang Ganggang sighed: "It's quite hard to be a director...

"What's the hard work now?" Xie Meng found Zhuo Xiaoyuan's WeChat album, which were all photos from the poor mountainous areas. Zhuo Xiaoyuan rarely entered the country, and the most common ones were taken were the smiling faces of the children.

Zhang Ganggang leaned over and looked with him for a while, and both of them were a little silent.

"It feels like everyone is different." Zhang Ganggang narrowed his eyes: "Why is that saying? Time is a killing knife?"

Xie Meng chuckled: "It's always good to change, the future is moving, we are changing, and there's nothing wrong with cherishing the present."

Zhang Ganggang didn't say anything, and after a while, he sighed: "I applied for overseas resident. If I stayed after the internship, I would probably be a war correspondent."

Xie Meng was in the middle of the bottle, and his expression was astonished as if he was beaten with a stick: "What did you say you want to be?"

"Battlefield reporter." Zhang Ganggang said slowly: "So, if I can't see Rourou again, I'm afraid I may not see you in the future."

Beijing in May is a good time to travel, watching the flowers and enjoying the wind. At night, even the number of people in the subway was twice as high. Zhang Ganggang stood firmly against the carriage, and his side face was printed in the window. He didn't know what he was thinking.

When the phone rang, Zhang Ganggang didn't react for a long time. After answering, he found out that it was Mr. Han Dong and Han.

"I heard Xie Meng say you want to be a reporter in the battlefield?" Han Dong came up and went straight to the point, sneering: "You're shit?"

Zhang Ganggang was confused. He was already feeling uncomfortable because of Rourou's affairs. After drinking, his mind instantly started to burn: "Where do I want you to take care of me? I have to agree to anything I do?"

Han Dong seemed to be outside, and there was noisy around him, which made him look very calm: "You can leave just by saying that, it's still such a dangerous place, and others don't care about their mood? What should Rourou do?!"

When Zhang Ganggang mentioned Rourou, he calmed down. He looked at his expression reflected in the car window and said for a long time: "Han Dong, I'll ask you, what is the relationship between you and Rourou."

Han Dong was stunned: "What kind of relationship."

Zhang Ganggang: "From high school to college, my interactions with her are almost always through you. You tell me what she does and what she thinks, why do you know and why don't you let me see her?"

Han Dong: “…”

"Is she your girlfriend?" Zhang Ganggang's voice trembled: "You still like her too..."

"No!" Han Dong interrupted suddenly, gasping for breath, and repeated several times: "It's not what you think."

"How is that?" Zhang Ganggang said loudly. Many people in the subway looked at him, but Zhang Ganggang couldn't care so much. He felt like boiling oil was poured into his lungs, and the heat and pain were almost squirting out: "Tell me, what do you want?"

The radio in the subway reported the station name, and Zhang Ganggang slowly walked out with the crowds. The crowds around him were bustling. On the phone, Han Dong's voice seemed to be coming from a very far place.

Han Dong: "Nothing soft."

Zhang Ganggang: "…what does it mean?"

"No Rou Rou." Han Dong whispered: "Do you understand without this person?"

There was still someone in Yangyin's video singing and ear training hall very late. Ji Qinyang and Wen Tao discussed several rhythms of the chorus. The phone on the side was turned on and vibrated. Qian Mo saw the caller ID "Xie Meng". The screensaver was a photo of two teenagers in the snow.

Qi Fei hugged Gu Meiyan and wandered around the Xiangmen Village in Suzhou; Zhuo Xiaoyuan sat in a fenced yard made of mud, and the grandma of the housekeeper took two steamed buns and forced them to put them into his hands.

Zhang Ganggang listened to Han Dong's voice in his ear.

"There is no Rourou in the world."

“…”

"No soft, only me."

“…”

"Zhang Ganggang, I'm Rourou."

Ji Qinyang found Xie Meng's call half an hour later. He called back, but the other party answered it in a short while.

"I was busy just now." Ji Qinyang laughed in a low voice: "Have you gone home?"

Xie Meng: "I guessed that you were busy and didn't go home, so I brought you a midnight snack."

"Wait." Ji Qinyang walked to the window and saw Xie Meng downstairs. The other party raised his head and saw him carrying the bag in his hand.

Wen Tao and his group were just hungry. Xie Meng was welcomed after coming up. Only Qian Mo sat next to him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Momo loves beauty." Biscuit said happily: "If you don't eat at night, you will lose weight."
To be continued...