In the hotel parking lot, she met with He Xi, and the male companion she brought was Xia Tunan.

Ning Jiashu greeted her politely, and Ho Xi pulled her to the front and said anxiously: "Why are you carrying a tail? Who doesn't know Huoqin, our affiliated high school? You can't hide it when he comes."

"He followed him in a confused manner."

Ning Jiashu was actually very confused. Huo Qin always stopped doing things. No matter who sees it, he looked like a fairy with white snow and clear scenery. When he said it today, he insisted on attending a class reunion with Ning Jiashu, for fear that no one believed it.

Maybe she has to blame her for being vanity and lying.

The weather is getting cooler and light rain. Hochin's shirt is worn with a khaki sweater and a dark coat on the outside. It makes him look handsome and handsome when he wears it casually.

Looking back, he didn't care that Ning Jiashu threw him away, put his hand in his pocket, and followed Xia Tunan in his side, slowly following behind.

Ho Xi thought again: "But to be honest, you bring Hochin. No matter how others brag tonight, you will be the biggest winner."

After all, when Huoqin was a male god in the affiliated middle school, anyone who touched his finger would be hostile to all girls.

What's more, his lethality has only increased and not decreased over the years.

The event was organized by several class committee members. They booked the hotel's Four Seasons Hall. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a huge high school graduation photo enlarged on the porch. Ning Jiashu was shocked to take two steps back.

Ho Xi lowered his voice and cursed inwardly, "Who is thinking about this trick? I've taken the most ugly photos in my life and count the high school graduation photos."

It was cloudy on the day of graduation photos. He Xi happened to be standing in the C position where she hadn't reached the light. Even though she put on makeup for two hours and couldn't tell where her eyes were, she regretted bringing Xia Tunan to see her dark history.

When you enter the door, you have to do the questions. You can only enter the door by randomly selecting the students and the real person who are in the class monitor's photo.

The graduation photo was a little distorted. After ten years, it took a lot of excitement to identify it before she contacted the adults who were either fat or glamorous in front of her and her former young classmates.

"Xu Wentao?"

"right!"

"Zhou Ziqian!"

"It's right again!"

...

Ning Jiashu's memory is really not a big deal. He guessed it without any mistakes. The squad leader was unwilling to give up and pointed at more than a dozen points in a row, which made everyone cheer and watch.

Huo Qin stared at the graduation photo and found Ning Jiashu's little head in the second row of the crowd effortlessly. He tied a ponytail and also had a baby fat of seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyes were stubborn and much cuteer than he is now.

What really surprised him was that Ning Jiashu was wearing the school uniform of the affiliated high school.

The same school uniform of the boy in the photo is still under his wardrobe. Ning Jiashu is one year lower than him. So, they should have studied together at the beginning!

He suppressed his surprise and was about to ask Ning Jiashu what was going on. Someone in the welcome crowd recognized him.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she was so excited that she almost broke her voice: "Hoqin! I admit that I am Hoqin, are you?!"

As soon as these words came out, the last few girls who were chatting in the flower hall with red wine glasses gathered together to watch.

Huo Qin nodded and questioned, "I am, we used to... know each other?"

"You must not remember me," the art committee member excitedly and shyly, "I went on stage to present flowers to you during your graduation ceremony."

Hochin searched in his mind, and his memory was indeed blurred.

I blame him for studying too much in the past? He had no impression of it.

After a few polite words to the person, Huo Qin turned around and asked Ning Jiashu in a low voice: "Why have you never told me the book you are studying in the affiliated high school?"

"You haven't told me, I didn't expect that we were alumni in high school!" Ning Jiashu squeezed out a surprise look and said lies with his eyes open.

"The fate between people is really wonderful. Look, if I hadn't been with me tonight, I wouldn't have known that we had been alumni before." His smile stretched out, and his eyebrows and eyes were sweeter than usual.

"Who said no?" It seems that Ho Qin has no idea about his popularity in high school so far, and Ning Jiashu is guilty and looks at it.

Sorry to say to Huo Qin, the fans were curbing the country, and their eyes moved to Ning Jiashu on the side, leaned over to hold her hand affectionately. He was robbed by He Xi halfway, and everyone was not annoyed, gathered around and insisted on inquiring.

"Wow, Jiashu, are you couples now?"

"yes."

"When did you guys get together? Are you in high school?"

"Jiashu's mouth is so tight that it doesn't even leak any clues!"

"If that's the case, I didn't know him in high school. I only knew him in Xuefei in junior high school."

He Xi closed her eyes and listened to her bragging a few times throughout the whole process.

...

Before he knew it, Ning Jiashu felt like he had become a superstar agent. His hand was pulled over by this person and then by that person. All he cared about was Huoqin.

The campus male god's fairy spirit remains unchanged back then, and even drinking a sip of water can attract attention. She lets her dress up as beautiful as a fairy, and her lips are burning and her mouth is still completely stolen.

This is true in high school, but it remains the same after many years.

Ning Jiashu finally got out of the crowd and returned to Huo Qin's side with a secret test, "You have a lot of peach blossoms."

"Not as good as you." Huo Qin has always been resentful of Ning Jiashu's popularity. He tried hard to plunder the memories of high school, trying to find out the intersections he had with Ning Jiashu.

"...You were in the first year of high school when I was in my second year of high school. By the way, did you participate in the model aircraft competition that year?"

"No." Ning Jiashu lies without blinking.

One month before the Model Aircraft Competition, the Big Ladder Classroom was open to all participating groups in their spare time to facilitate them to make models. The time I met Hochin was several times more than usual, and I could still spend time together in the same space.

He Xi didn't know how many photos he had taken close and secretly collected from a close-up.

"You must have participated in the New Year's Day party in the school, do you still have any impressions?"

"Sure... I don't remember."

"We should have seen it a long time ago." Huo Qin was happy from the bottom of his heart, "I was arrested by the teacher and served as the host of the party."

He felt quite reluctant at that time, but he didn't want his future girlfriend to sit off the stage and watch his performance early.

...

Every time Huo Qin brought up a piece, Ning Jiashu remembered one.

Ning Jiashu's first exploration of love no longer believed in love. The only one who was cautious and shy and young when she was young was shaky and innocent, was shaky and unrequited after she learned that her parents had divorced and remarried.

I don't know how difficult it is to tell her about that secret love. If she wants her to admit it, she would just want to open up her arrogant disguise and hold her heart naked.

I am ashamed to mention it, afraid that people will look down upon it.

...

The late sky became, and the meal became lively. It was natural that the wives compared whose diamond ring was bigger and whose bag was beautiful.

The student committee member who married into the United States took the lead with the ice-type green jade pigeon egg with his left hand and the three-carat crystal diamond with his right hand. During the meal, he whispered the entrepreneur's husband Declan. There was no shortage of people holding the past on his face. It is unknown how to talk about it.

Someone was dissatisfied with his eyes, so he asked, "School Committee, why didn't my husband come together today?"

"Oh, don't mention it. I've already agreed that I have bought all the air tickets back to China. Suddenly, there are a few companies that will open. I really don't have to start the time."

Can't bring it or can't take it?

Everyone was calculating in their hearts, but they still smiled: "I really envy your blessings. Tell me, how did you find such an excellent young talent?"

"I envy Jiashu the most! You said she was so elegant, she even got Huo Qin."

Everyone was talking nonsense, and the student committee member's face became stiff for a moment.

Anyone who has attended the wedding knows that her husband is old and bald, and it has nothing to do with the words "youth, talented". Because of this, she never posts her husband or family photos on her circle of friends, but someone still attacks her. At this moment, the eyes that were concentrated on her body seemed to contain light disdain and sarcasm. The more popular the limelight just now, how embarrassed it is now.

When she looked up, she could see Ning Jiashu whispering and laughing with her boyfriend, so unkind that she could not calm down.

She and Ning Jiashu have never dealt with each other since high school. She doesn't understand. A woman like Ning Jiashu has a lot of wits in her mind, is vain, debauchery, and is not enterprising. She has nothing to show off except a face?
Chapter completed!