But I didn't expect that one day he would not even be able to confirm the person standing in front of him, and even his voice was forgotten in the long river of time.

The biggest advantage of breaking the heels between fighting at the entrance of the mall is that you can buy a new pair of shoes without taking many steps. This kind of luck is basically equivalent to fainting in the hospital and being carried directly into the emergency room. When Han Shu thought this way, he suddenly felt that this voice and thinking logic were particularly similar to someone. He remembered that person said that the luckiest thing about her was having nightmares. When she woke up, she found that everything in the dream was not real, and the satisfaction of gratitude was simply indescribable.

Han Shu didn't know why she was so easy to remember the people and things in the past today. A small detail was enough to make him think about it. Could it be that his 30th birthday had just arrived and he entered the aging period early. Isn't the important psychological characteristic of a person entering the old age too nostalgia?

Zhu Xiaobei was planning to run directly to CONVERSE's counter. Han Shu stopped her and said, "Zhu Xiaobei, if you wear this outfit and wear a pair of sneakers, it's better to step on my body directly." Zhu Xiaobei heard that he said this, so he had to obey his orders.

To Zhu Xiaobei's surprise, Han Shu not only had a lot of experience in dressing, but also had a unique vision for choosing women's shoes. The pair of flat-heeled shoes he took for Zhu Xiaobei at first glance made Zhu Xiaobei, who had always disagreed with the ladylike style, feel acceptable.

"I said, do you often give women shoes?" Zhu Xiaobei asked deliberately with a stare at her when he bent down to try shoes.

Han Shuxiao said, "How can I do it? It only takes insight to pick shoes, not practice to make perfect. This is the first time I have bought shoes with a girl."

"Haha, to be honest, I don't believe it very much, but it doesn't matter." Zhu Xiaobei is quite honest.

Han Shu spread his hands and did not explain again. He knew that this was actually the second time he appeared in a place where women's shoes were sold. As for the last time... it was too long, so it would be better not to mention it.

Before the shoes were put on, Zhu Xiaobei suddenly stopped and looked around and said, "Now I'm a little convinced that it's your first time. Han Shu, this is not my size at all."

"What, this is 6 yards." Han Shu was a little surprised.

Zhu Xiaobei shook his eyes with his shoes in his arms: "Who told you that I wear size 6? Auntie, I wear size 9... What kind of expression do you have? Have you seen a big-footed woman? Do you think women all over the world should wear size 6?"

Han Shu was a little embarrassed by her exaggerated expression. She rubbed her face and laughed at herself. There were no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally there were no two identical feet. How could he take it this way? It was simply a low-level mistake without common sense.

When Zhu Xiaobei changed into new shoes, the two of them visited the home textile area upstairs together. Zhu Xiaobei thought everything was good, but Han Shu didn't like the right one, so she complained: "I have never seen a man who is so picky, which is more troublesome than a woman. It's just a piece of cloth under your body at night. As for how much effort it takes?"

Han Shu disagrees with her point of view: "A person spends about one third of his life in sleep. It is very important that the right bedding can make people have better rest quality."

"I really want to go to your house to see you if you have the chance."

Zhu Xiaobei was just talking nonsense, but Han Shu took it seriously and stopped: "Yes, it's better to have a day than choose a day. Otherwise, after shopping, I can go back to my place to eat, and I can eat my Western food."

Zhu Xiaobei is not a fool. She knows what Han Shu's invitation means. Since she met, although they were nominally boyfriend and girlfriend, their greatest intimacy was limited to holding hands when walking side by side, and even a hug was not even a hug. Zhu Xiaobei thought she was a pure person and happened to meet another pure person. There was nothing strange about this, but her friend Zheng Wei asserted that one of them must have something wrong. Moreover, from Zheng Wei's tone, it seemed that the person who had the problem was definitely Zhu Xiaobei, which made Zhu Xiaobei, a good young man who respected and loved himself a little discouraged. Han Shu's proposal might be an opportunity for further development between them. Isn't that the diet, men and women?

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaobei nodded solemnly, and Han Shu felt a little confused in her sudden serious expression.

"Didn't you look at the right one? I have a friend who works in a fabric store. The store seems to be nearby. I heard that the things made are very good, and they are very suitable for corrupt people like you, Bourgeois. Otherwise, I'll take you to see it?"

Han Shu thought about it, there was time today, so it would be okay to see it, so he nodded casually.

Zhu Xiaobei's so-called "not far away" concept is far from Han Shu's understanding. They got into Han Shu's car, passed five intersections, turned left and right, and finally arrived at the destination. Han Shu parked the car and found that the fabric store was actually a very large chain store, and it seemed that there was a branch next to the shopping mall just now. Of course, Zhu Xiaobei was fully understanding of the mentality of not experiencing wealth and water for his friends, so he didn't say anything and followed Zhu Xiaobei into the store.

I don’t know if it’s because this store is relatively remote. Although it’s a weekend, there are not many customers in the huge store. Several female clerks in uniforms are idle there, chatting in groups of three or three.

Since he has come, it is better to pay for his trip, and it is best not to return empty-handed again. With this idea, Han Shu chose very carefully. Zhu Xiaobei seemed to have found her friend and greeted him warmly in the corner on the other side. It was not until Han Shu had read through the picture album of the bed sheets that he heard the footsteps of her and her clerk friend coming.

"How is it? I'm picky about the king, have you seen the treasure that catches your eyes?" Zhu Xiaobei stood behind Han Shu and asked with a smile.

Han Shu turned around, Zhu Xiaobei pointed to the people around her and introduced to Han Shu: "This is the friend I mentioned."

Han Shu smiled politely at the woman and continued to focus on his selection of bed sheets. He had a lot of patterns on his hand, white, blue, purple, square, floral, embroidered... There were too many, too messy, and it took a few seconds to explode in his heart, which was a little delayed in his reaction. The gorgeous center was dazzling white.

"Is there no suitable one? Do I need to recommend several models to you?"

Han Shu turned around very slowly. He heard that when dreaming, he should turn around gently, otherwise he would wake up. Although he still couldn't figure out whether this was a good dream or a nightmare.

Is it her? Not her? Han Shu stared straight into the face in front of him, sadly finding that he could not make up for a moment. It has been eleven years, and after that day, they have never seen her again. Han Shu rarely reminded him of her, but he would never forget her until he died. But he didn't expect that one day he would not even confirm the person standing in front of him, and even his voice was forgotten in the long river of time.

The long hair disappeared, and the person in front of him did not smile, and Han Shu didn't know whether the dimples existed. She was wearing an orange vest that was exactly the same as other clerks, and looked no different from an ordinary fabric store employee. Many years ago, the person did not look at Han Shu. If they had met at that time, there would be hatred in the eyes of the person, but the woman's eyes in front of him were calm.

"Han Shu...Han Shu, what are you doing?"

When Han Shu realized that he might lose his composure, he no longer knew how many times Zhu Xiaobei called him.

"It's okay, I'm fine." He said to Zhu Xiaobei, and also to himself.

The woman smiled at Zhu Xiaobei and said, "Let's just look at the two of you. There are still many styles in our store."

"Okay, you're busy with yours." Zhu Xiaobei nodded and watched her friend turn around and leave. Han Shu had turned his back to her and continued to flip through the stack of cloth.

"Han Shu."

"Um?"

"You've seen this stack just now."

"Oh, I want to take a look again. There was a good one just now. Look, it's the wide blue stripes. How about it? It's good?"

"The sheets are good, the problem is that you don't look good. Hello, your palms are sweaty."

"...Xiaobei, let me ask you something, your friend...what is her name?"

"You ask her, her surname is Xie, you know..."

Before Zhu Xiaobei could finish his dialect, Han Shu bypassed her and chased in the direction the woman left. There were several clerks in the corner over there, this one was not her, that one...that one was not her.

Han Shu grabbed a clerk who was wearing the same orange vest as her, as if he had caught a life-saving straw: "Where is she? Where has she been... Where has Xie Juinian been?"

The clerk who was holding Han Shu's arm was obviously quite surprised, and even started stuttering: "Ji Nian... I, our store manager just handed over the shift and left... he walked through the back door."

“Where is the back door?”

"Just pass through the aisle on the other side of the sofa."

When Han Shu said "thank you", the person had already run towards the back door, and walked through the aisle and the door behind the sofa, and an alley appeared in front of him. She didn't walk for long, nor did she go far. There was only one direction in this alley. As long as he chased out, he would chase him now, and he would definitely catch up. However, Han Shu stood by the door, but suddenly couldn't move his feet.

If he catches up with her, what should he say, "I'm sorry"? Will she want it? I'm sorry, what should he do next? It's been eleven years, and Han Shu still hasn't thought about it. He wants to see Xie Juinian, or is he afraid to see Xie Juinian. As long as he is willing to spend half a day in these years, maybe he has less time to find her, so he will not worry about not being able to find her whereabouts, but he dares not, he is afraid that he will be ashamed in front of her.

They live in the same city. Many times, maybe his car whizzes by her side, maybe they pass by two adjacent shelves in the supermarket, maybe they walk south and north at the same intersection, maybe they walk south and north at the same intersection, maybe she has just left the seat in an unknown small restaurant... But they have not met them for more than 4,000 days and nights, so should Han Shu be glad or disappointed?

Someone patted his shoulder at this time without looking back. This was Zhu Xiaobei's signature move, but this time her strength was very light.

"She owes you money?" Zhu Xiaobei asked with a smile, "If you really owe you money, just chase me and don't give me face."

Han Shu took a step back, closed the door leading to the alley, rubbed his face again, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I thought I was an old friend, but it seemed like I had admitted my mistake. It was so embarrassing."

Zhu Xiaobei hooked his shoulders accustomedly: "What's the shame? I've recognized the wrong person, and she has the same name and surname as your friend. This is rare. By the way, I'll ask someone to open the sheet. If I continue to pick it, I'll turn my back."

Han Shu took her hand off her shoulder and smiled and said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll pay."

The two returned to the car and Han Shu started the car: "I'll take you back?"

Zhu Xiaobei rubbed his legs: "If I don't go back, my legs will break."

Han Shu kept sending her to the downstairs of the single dormitory of G University's faculty and staff. After saying goodbye, he suddenly said to Zhu Xiaobei, who had already stepped out of the car door with one foot: "I'm sorry, Xiaobei."

Zhu Xiaobei got out of the car and closed the door: "I'm sorry, I'll let me play the ball next time I'll play for one game."

After leaving G University, Han Shu did not go home, but walked around the riverside and then called the archivist in the archives room of the hospital.

Half an hour later, he returned to his workplace. Because it was a weekend, the entire office building was empty, but the conscientious archivist was already waiting for him there.

"Xiao Wang, the color of the skirt is very beautiful today, which suits your hair very well. Sorry, I didn't disturb you on a date with your little boyfriend, right?"

From the 80-year-old lady to the eight-month-old baby girl, Han Shu praised the woman as sincerely as ever, which is one of the reasons why he can eat well at the company.

Archivist Xiao Wang smiled: "At most I also have a date with Mr. Zhou. Section Chief Han, don't forget to work on weekends?"

"There are some minor problems that need to be found to check the previous files. The files I am looking for are a bit old, so I might want to trouble you."

When the little girl opened the door of the archives room, Han Shu didn't make any airs. The elder sisters and sisters in the yard could speak to him, but there was a principle for what he asked to do, that is, "fast". Without important things, he would not come to check the archives on weekends, and Xiao Wang did not dare to delay: "What's the hard work? How long is it?"
Chapter completed!