"Um?"

Zheng Shuyi stared at Shi Yan motionlessly, trying hard to recall, "Is that... a long, long time ago?"

Her eyes turned and she said to herself, "It wasn't it when I was in college, right? It won't be earlier, I came to Jiangcheng when I was in college."

Shi Yan raised her hand and the back of her.

Zheng Shuyi came back to her senses: "What are you doing?"

"go back."

Shi Yan rolled up the car window and looked like she was driving people.

Zheng Shuyi raised the car window and asked, "Tell me, I can't remember."

Hearing the saying "I can't remember it", Shi Yan felt that it was like a joke that he mentioned this at this time.

He broke apart Zheng Shuyi's fingers one by one.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it."

——

Although Shi Yan didn't seem to want to continue this topic, Zheng Shuyi came home with this question and sat by the bed for a long time.

If she had seen Shi Yan before, she thought she would have a deep memory.

But Shi Yan didn't want to tell her that she didn't have the ability to pry open his mouth.

Zheng Shuyi fell onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. The three-petaled crystal lamp shone bright columns of light, and tiny dust danced inside.

As she looked at it, the corners of her mouth suddenly bent, then she turned over and walked into the kitchen lightly.

Although Zheng Shuyi has complete equipment in the kitchen, she rarely cooks herself. There is only quick food in the refrigerator, and the rice bags in the storage cabinet have not been opened yet.

For some reason, after returning from the hospital, Zheng Shuyi felt that his illness suddenly got cured.

I don’t know when my body temperature dropped, and my body became lighter. I even ate a bowl of white porridge without any seasonings.

After dinner, Zheng Shuyi walked around the living room for a while, and even felt that he could already go to work.

But……

She sat on the sofa and stretched her legs, and for the first time she felt tired.

I just want to lie at home and empty my brain, as if I will live up to the fresh air after the rain today.

——

At almost five o'clock, Qin Shiyue sent a message: Are you feeling better?

Zheng Shuyi turned over and raised his legs to reply to the news about Qin Shiyue.

Zheng Shuyi: I'm fine.

Zheng Shuyi: Thank you today.

Qin Shiyue: Ah?

Qin Shiyue: What do you thank me?

Zheng Shuyi: It’s nothing, just thank you for your concern.

Qin Shiyue: You are too polite, then what are you doing now?

Zheng Shuyi: I didn’t do anything, take a break.

Qin Shiyue: Then when will you help me?

Zheng Shuyi suddenly remembered what she said and immediately went to the friend list to find Yu You.

As her fingers stroked down, something suddenly flashed through her mind and she froze.

Oh, a few days ago, she thought she and Shi Yan would never have any interaction in their lives, so she deleted him.

Then what he reminded in the car today is this?

No, definitely not.

He had to send her a message on his own initiative to find that he had been deleted.

And if he really discovered it, how could he mention this matter to her so calmly?

While comforting himself, Zheng Shuyi bit his fingertips guiltily.

Zheng Shuyi: Give me your uncle’s WeChat first.

Qin Shiyue:???

Qin Shiyue: Don’t you have it?

Zheng Shuyi: Oh, my hand slipped and deleted it by mistake.

Qin Shiyue: Sister, I am not a three-year-old child, I won’t believe such words [smile]

Qin Shiyue: How much do you have to drink to mistakenly delete such a person?

Zheng Shuyi: Don’t ask.

Qin Shiyue obediently did not ask much, and obediently pushed Shi Yan's business card over.

Since we unilaterally deleted our friends and did not need to apply for verification again, after Zheng Shuyi clicked "Add to Address Book", Shi Yan returned to her friend list.

Except for the lack of chat history, everything looks no different from before.

Looking at the blank screen, Zheng Shuyi felt uncomfortable as if he was scratching his heart.

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Shuyi carefully poked an emoticon package over.

Zheng Shuyi: dazed.gif

She didn't expect that Shi Yan would come back very quickly.

But it was his cold style as always.

Shiwan: Very idle?

Zheng Shuyi:...

Zheng Shuyi: I am not idle, I am thinking about something very seriously and want to ask you.

Shi Yan: Say.

She held her cell phone, like a junior high school girl who had just fallen in love, with a shallow curve bent at the corner of her mouth, and typed it word by word.

Zheng Shuyi: What is your ideal girlfriend like?

She wasn't asking this question seriously.

Zheng Shuyi knew that he liked him.

But when she was waiting for the reply, she was still looking forward to it.

It took several minutes before there was a movement across the street.

Time feast: quiet.

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

Shiwan: serious.

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

Shiyan: Serious.

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

A few seconds later, Zheng Shu typed expressionlessly.

Zheng Shuyi: Zheng Shuyi, senior reporter of "Financial Weekly", has a quiet personality, a serious career and a serious writing style.

Zheng Shuyi: I think your ideal type is me.

Shiyan: Is it?

Zheng Shuyi didn't understand what his sudden sarcastic spirit meant.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Yan sent a screenshot.

Zheng Shuyi does not have a chat record, he has it.

The first one is a screenshot of Zheng Shuyi sending five emoticons in a row.

In the second screenshot.

Zheng Shuyi: Karen Mok's "Cloud Day", Jay Chou's "Sunny Day" and Stefanie Sun's "Rainy Day" are not as good as chatting with me.

In the third screenshot.

Zheng Shuyi: Do you like drinking water?

Shiban: OK.

Zheng Shuyi: Then you have fallen in love with 70% of me.
To be continued...