After starting to entangle

On May 2016, 5, Tang Shi finally ushered in her graduation season.

At this point seven years have passed.

This year, he is 24 years old and he is 31 years old.

In seven years, he has changed from a teenager to a translator who stands alone.But he has gone through the years of youth and grown into a man who is truly indomitable.

In the best years of life, there is him.

Many people will ask, in the vast sea of ​​people, who is the one who loves me the most.

As if time will give us the answer.

……

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"I finally graduated today, why don't I see you happy, what are you thinking?"

In Xia Zhi's campus, the classmates chased me and ran, enjoying the last music of youth, but Tang Shi stood quietly on the steps of the library, stunned.

Song Ci asked him while taking out a bouquet of flowers from behind.

Still his favorite sunflower.

Tang Shi pursed his lips and smiled, the warm summer sun seemed to fall on the corners of his mouth, which was filled with warmth, and he replied in a soft voice, "You are Xiuwen, you are sentimental, don't be romantic!"

"Yo, the little words are good!"

Song Ci said with a smile that he couldn't hide from the corner of his eyes, and then his big hand went around Tang Shi's back, his fingertips fell on his neck and shoulders, and touched him gently.

Tang Shi looked at him with a slight smile, then turned her head slightly, and asked in a very soft and cautious voice, "Brother, if one day, I leave you for you, I mean, I really leave you for your own good." .will you hate me?"

"you dare!"

As soon as Tang Shi finished speaking, Song Ci's expression became serious in an instant.

"Haha, I said what if. Why are you so fierce!" Tang Shi hurriedly pulled back.

Just listen to Song Ci's answer, "I don't agree. I don't allow it. I must hate you."

"I will hate you to the bone. Then catch you back and whip your corpse."

"Haha, whip the corpse? So ruthless!" Tang Shi couldn't laugh or cry.

"How to whip the corpse? Is that so?"

"You have to peel off the clothes layer by layer first, right?" Tang Shi said, touching Song Ci's collar with her fingertips, deliberately teasing him.

"Stop bluffing me." Song Ci didn't like his sloppy tricks.He knew that Tang Shi must have something on his mind.

"What on earth are you thinking?" he pursued.

"I'm thinking about it. Our relationship. I'm thinking about how I can be with you when I go back. Also, what if I'm found out. Yes, how can I explain to my master and mother."

"So, so you're starting to think about leaving me now?" Song Ci's words were gentle.But the eyes are extremely serious.

"Haha no." Tang Shi couldn't hide a panicked smile.Then he made up his mind and said,

"Brother, I have read many books and learned some truths.

I quite believe that when the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose money.

Therefore, when I love you, I have restraint.

Not because I don't love you enough.

But I want to love you forever. "

"Tang Shi, have I treated you badly these seven years? I told you seven years ago. I love you. Only you. We will be together in this life. My parents, I know, you can't bear that Dokan. But don't leave me. Believe me, we'll get their approval. We will."

"Tang Shi, there are not many seven years in my life. In the past seven years, I have been asking myself. How long will I love this person. My answer. It must be a lifetime."

Every word of Song Ci has a coaxing tone, but also pleading and fear.

He was afraid that one day Tang poetry would disappear because of that sentence for his own good.

The closer he was to returning home, the more panicked he became.

"Either, or we won't go back to China. I'll just stay in Micheng."

"Then how is it possible! Do you remember, you once said that you want to be an excellent diplomat. You said that there will be waves in a prosperous age, and you hope that our country can be prosperous forever."

"You remember... I, I did say that."

After Tang Shi's voice fell, Song Ci's eyes dimmed, his throat moved deeply, and he lowered his head silently.

"You said, you want to protect our country for the rest of your life. We don't have to be bullied by others in such a big country. I always remember these words. I think this is why I love you the most. I like to see such a brother .So, in the future, if I hear you say that you can't go back, I really won't forgive myself. "

"Okay ok. I see. That,"

"Then Tang Shi, you have to promise me too. If we hold hands, we won't let go, okay?"

"Answer me!"

"okay."

Tang Shi looked into Song Ci's eyes, after a long pause, finally agreed.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, preparing to go home and pack their luggage back home.

On August 2016, 8, after seven years, Tang Shi and Song Ci finally returned to their hometown.

All those who go out to learn and succeed, in the end, they just hope to come back better.

"Why are your palms sweating? You didn't seem so nervous when you came to my house for the first time..."

Song Ci was holding the luggage with one hand and Tang poetry with the left.

Tang Shi hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, smiled faintly, but did not speak.

In fact, Song Ci has no way to imagine Tang Shi's mood at the moment.

There is not only the prejudice of the world between them, but also the inner self-condemnation of Tang poetry.

In the end, Tang Shi would rather be Song Ci's unseen lover for the rest of her life than go to her mentor and say that I have abducted your son.

"I'm dazed again!"

Song Ci talked with Tang Shi for a while, but Tang Shi didn't respond for a long time.Song Ci turned his head to look, and saw him in a daze.

"Brother, let go. I'm going home soon. Didn't you promise me not to talk about our business for now?" Tang Shi bit her lip as she spoke, and wriggled her hand out of Song Ci's.

Song Ci didn't want to wrong him at first, but he couldn't bear to see him in the middle of the embarrassment, so he had no choice but to follow his mind and replied, "Understood. I won't mess around."

Song Ci said that he wanted to kiss him, but he took a deep breath, and simply stroked Tang Shi's soft hair, and then the two walked towards Song Ci's house side by side.

The day when they came back was in the heat of summer.The midday sun was very strong.

Walking to the gate of Song's house, Tang Shi slowed down a little.

This place is the same as when he came here when he was a child. From the first time he came here, he deeply realized that some people are destined to live in a beautiful place.

The world of many people is fundamentally different.

Tang Shi slightly clenched the luggage pole, followed Song Ci and continued to walk forward.

He is still dressed today the same as when he first arrived in Micheng seven years ago, a simple white shirt and light blue jeans.It was still a small and fair face.The difference is that he has grown a lot taller, and now his head is in Song Ci's ear.Juvenile cheeks add a lot of mature flavor.

Seven years of experience, erudition, elegance, and eloquence, these words that he once yearned for most, are now vividly displayed in his body.

"Lao Song, Lao Song, come out, the children are back!"

Just when Tang Shi was thinking, when he raised his head, the master and the mother called them from a distance, and then the two elders trotted over to greet them.

The parents of the Song family are a pair of treasures. Even Song Minglang, who is in a high position, is an easy-going old urchin in private.

"Get tired, bring it here, mom will carry it for you!"

The moment Mother Song saw Song Ci, her eyes were narrowed into slits when she smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes lined the way to greet her, which looked a little cute.Then he went to grab the suitcase in Song Ci's hand.Song Minglang also went to pick up Tang Shi's suitcase.

"Dad, Mom, how old are we? Take it yourself! Take it yourself!"

"Yes, master and mother, I will do it myself!"

Tang poems shyly responded with Song Ci.

But Mother Song insisted on helping, and even gave Song Minglang a wink. In the end, there was no other way, and the two young people had no choice but to let go.

Although in this situation, Tang poetry tries to let go of it.But I feel ashamed after all......

Fortunately, Song Ci cared about Tang Shi's thoughts, and when he returned home, he restrained his performance all the time, except for taking care of him habitually, he tried not to have too many extra thoughts.

At the dinner table, Song Minglang was chatting with Song Ci and Tang Shi about their upcoming work arrangements, but Song's mother suddenly said, "You old man, what kind of work are you talking about at home? Let me tell you, when can you two bring me back?" Show us a girlfriend! Especially you, Song Ci! You’re already in your thirties! How come you haven’t grown up yet!”

Song Mu's voice fell, and Tang Shi and Song Ci both held their jobs and remained silent.

Mother Song saw that Song Ci was habitually silent, so she changed her tone and said, "Son, in fact, if you don't know what you like. Mom will tell you. Zuo Ran, do you think Zuo Ran likes it? You hit Xiaohe Zuo Ran just played together and protected her all the time,"

"mom,"

Song Ci was about to interrupt.Unexpectedly, Tang Shi on the side quickly stepped on him under the table, for fear that he would say something that shouldn't be said.

Song Ci knew Tang Shi's concerns, if he told this matter at this time, the meal that would wash away the wind and dust would not be good.

So Song Ci only expressed his position, "It's impossible for Zuo Ran and I. We are like brothers and sisters, don't be silly!"

After Song Ci finished speaking, he swallowed the white rice.

Song Minglang actually cared about Song Ci's thoughts, so he quietly stood aside and listened to what the two had to say without interrupting.

Mother Song didn't give up, and said while serving food for the two of them, "It's just you, a fool, who treats Zuo Ran as his younger sister, but I asked Zuo Ran, and this child said by himself that he is willing to be the daughter-in-law of our Song family! Not to mention your Uncle Zuo, he has long wanted you to be his son-in-law!"

Song Ci's thick black eyebrows frowned, he pinched his chopsticks and responded, "I have someone I like. Bring it back another day, okay?"

"What? You have someone you like!"