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    "Then forget it."

    Shi Jian continued to say this, feeling a little careless.

    The young man suddenly leaned against the white wall, the light gray sweater on his body was slightly shredded by the cool light of the rain.

    Then she turned her head to look at her again, "Want to go to the movies?"

    Shi Manman froze for a moment, then pinched the empty paper cup with his fingertips, the remaining temperature of the latte was still there.

    "Go." She answered like this, then turned her head to look at him, feeling a little leisurely, "Why don't you go?"

    He smiled, and then said, "What do you want to see?"

    "It's all fine."

    Shi Manman is not very picky about the words of the movie. Most of the time, the movie is just a process of relaxation, and she rarely takes it too seriously.

    There is no particular favorite type, after all, it is just a kind of lazy casualness.

    But after thinking about it, she looked up at the boy in front of her again.

    Shi Jian is a head taller than her.

    She just happened to be looking at the fair skin and the delicate collarbone, so when she looked at him, she could only lift her eyes.

    "But in this case, what should my father do?"

    Rarely, Miss finally remembered this matter.

    Shi Jian dragged her out of the corridor slowly, "Leave those two old foxes to talk for themselves, they might still wish we could go to the movies."

    Shi Manman froze for a moment, but didn't speak.

    The movie is a new one, and Shi Jian didn't choose a particular genre, so he bought the scene of Xiuchundao.

    The plot of the movie is very good.

    All living beings are like ants confined in the Shura field, and the battle against the scales is imminent.

    This is the description of this movie that Miss Shi saw on Du Niang by accident.

    In the scene, a woman in a light blue dress came slowly with a paper umbrella, her eyebrows were picturesque, and the only pair of fox eyes was a color that taught people to return to calm.

    The color of the rain is as cool as before.

    It seems to reflect the melancholy to the bottom of people's hearts.

    After reading it, the feeling was still in my heart, but Shi Manman didn't speak, and then Shi Jian drove over.

    She held an umbrella and waited at the entrance of the theater where the crowd was gradually dispersing.

    In the past, the young man with an unruly smile on the corner of his lips always looked at people with a scorching summer look. He was like a star in the sky, willing to lower his height for her at that time.

    "where to?"

    Shi Jian asked her that.

    There was some dark and unclear color in her eyes, which was covered up inch by inch by the diffuse calm, and then she stared at the light raindrops falling on the car glass.

    "I want to go home."

    She said so.

    But this city is so big, for Miss Yu Shi, the home she just got used to is not a real home.

    Shi Jian let out a "huh" and didn't know what she was thinking.

    The rain was hazy, and the pedestrians were in a hurry, which actually set off the s city, which has always been bustling with lights, with a bit of the simple taste of the misty south of the Yangtze River.

    The road was a bit off, and it was a road she was unfamiliar with.

    In the past few years when I was studying in the city of S, Shi Manman went to the riverside to see Jiang Ying, and also tasted latte in an unknown coffee shop in the South Fourth District, but some paths were repeated many times, and some paths were memories.  ambiguous existence.

    Fortunately, she still remembered, and then looked at him a little puzzled.

    "What are you going to Fanghuaxie for?"

    Fanghuaxie is a famous suburban villa in S City.

    Shi Jian didn't speak, she pressed her white fingertips on the steering wheel, but her eyes were focused on the front, and finally she opened her mouth slowly.

    "Go to my house."

    Shi Manman didn't quite understand what he meant.

    Slightly silent for a while, he looked at him again, waiting for the second half of what he hadn't finished speaking.

    The feelings of teenagers are always persistent and serious.

    The rain color is diluted in the intersections in her eyes this year, the traffic lights are not clear and simple, but she and Shi Jian are the only ones in the peaceful world.

    "Come home with me, and I'll take you to have a look."

    He said so in a low voice.

    The boy's posture is still cold, and he can't tell what kind of emotion he has.

    Shi Manman seemed to have no expectations for his nonsensical questions, and turned his head to look at the cold rain hitting the glass.

    Just like when she bid farewell to that boy in the summer when she was eighteen.? Looking far away.

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