He Shu Twilight [Entertainment]

"Hey, what's the number? Why didn't the number come?"

Class monitor Chu Luo smiled, "I told him, but he is in the United States, so he shouldn't be able to come."

The fat man also interjected: "Yeah, among our old classmates, He Shu and He Twilight should get along best. One is an actor and the other is a mathematician. Maybe someday we will win the Nobel Prize!"

"Nobel does not have a mathematics prize, but it is a Fields Medal."

The fat man glared at He Muguang, "It's just you who like to talk things down!"

He Muguang shrugged, "I'm telling the truth." He paused after saying this, and added for some reason, "In our circle, being too stupid will be criticized by thousands of people!" He said that, completely ignoring the status of his own answers to the test paper about Xiang Yu a few days ago.

"No," said a girl, "I saw He Shu when I passed by 'Siyu' two days ago. He should be in China now." Siyu is the shop opened by Sister Rong.

"That's right, who can't say that he can't come back," the squad leader smiled, "Twilight, back then, the two of you were so close that you could wear a pair of pants. How about you give He Shu a call?"

He Muguang didn't expect to be cueed suddenly, and he was taken aback for a moment, feeling nervous about being asked by the teacher.He stretched his brows and eyes, touched his pocket, feeling a little helpless, "I, my mobile phone is with the assistant, so I didn't take it."

"Oh," the squad leader didn't seem to have thought of such an answer, "Then I'll call him." After saying that, the squad leader walked a few steps outside to make a phone call.He Twilight held the mobile phone in his pocket, sweating a little from his palm.A voice from the side came faintly, "Hey, what number, it's me, Chu Luo... Well, I just want to ask if you can come, you're the only one missing from our class of thirty people... Well, good."

Just when He Muguang was about to speak, someone stepped forward, "Is he coming?" It was Wang Xiaoxiao, the study committee member back then. She was a bright girl, but her tone was always light when she spoke. There seemed to be light in his expression.

Everyone is a classmate, so they naturally understand the reason-what Wang Xiaoxiao liked back then, but no one thought that he still has this affection today.

"Xiaoxiao, look at your impatient look, you don't know... how much do you like?" The girl on the side spoke ambiguously, everyone is 27 or [-] years old, many of them are married and even have children, and now they are watching These teenagers were even more leisurely and interesting, so everyone looked this way, Wang Xiaoxiao was not afraid of such a situation, and returned to her previous indifferent expression, turning her eyes around, "Yes. He Shu is so outstanding, men are unmarried and women are unmarried, so people are not allowed to like him?"

"Why not, Miss Wang," Chu Luo said, "He will come in about ten minutes, you can ask him personally!"

The others also booed, but He Muguang was the only one with an unclear expression. He said something to go to the bathroom and walked out.

In the bathroom, He Muguang took out his phone and sent a message to Zhou Gu. Standing in front of the glass, he casually washed his hands. Looking at himself in the glass, he felt a little dazed—he knew that he was in a violent mood at the moment, but it wasn't because Wang Xiaoxiao's words were just because she didn't dare to see He Shu.There are many things that no one knows except him, and those are accompanied by embarrassment, even shame.

At the same time, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and a tall and straight man walked in from the outside. It was already summer, and everyone was dressed lightly and casually, but the man was still wearing a shirt and trousers. With silver-rimmed glasses, her brows and eyes are warm and calm, but with a hint of frost, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late."

He Muguang was ready to explain when he came out of the bathroom, but he still had an announcement tomorrow, the air ticket was booked in the early morning, the assistant was waiting outside, etc., but these were all pushed open by the person he saw Disturbance——The man's height stood out from the rest of the classmates, his face was clear under the dim light, his bony fingers pushed the silver glasses, and there was a peaceful and calm smile on the corner of his mouth——No, it's not that Will it take ten minutes to come here?Why does this guy still have the problem of saying that the late hour comes early? !

He Twilight swallowed the words that had stuck in his throat, and once again he had no choice but to speak.

"Hey, Twilight, you're back, you and He Shu haven't seen each other for so long, come here quickly."

For the first time, He Muguang felt that Chu Luo's tactful behavior was really not the time, but He Shu had already looked this way, and there seemed to be a gleam of light between his eyebrows.He spoke first, with a calm and authentic voice: "Twilight, long time no see."

He Twilight's full-hearted plans were shattered by these words, and his mind was in a mess for a moment. With his professional habits, he smiled and nodded, "It's really been a long time."

He walked over to sit with the others, with He Shu sitting on the left and Chu Luo sitting on the right, only then did he realize that the big round table was full of unfamiliar faces—although he only realized this now—someone had Some people have a bony posture, some have soft eyebrows, some have cold mouth corners, some have a satisfied curvature, it is indeed different from the past...

Everyone was talking one after another, and they picked up on Wang Xiaoxiao's previous matter. The protagonists are here now, and the atmosphere is even more lively than before. Wang Xiaoxiao is not an ordinary girl. Looking at He Shu, he said with a smile: "He Shu, long time no see, do you have a girlfriend now?"

He Shu didn't expect this plot either, his eyes swept over the man beside him without any trace, the other man looked at random but his back was a little tense, and his fingers on his legs were drawing something randomly, as if he was listening to everyone's joke But he knew that his thoughts had long been empty.This is how he often treats things he doesn't like to hear or don't want to hear.He Shu sighed in his heart. He didn't know whether He Muguang was nervous or didn't care, but neither of them was the answer he wanted.

Looking at Wang Xiaoxiao and other familiar faces, he felt even more helpless, so he had to say sorry.The scene was quiet all of a sudden, and even He Twilight, who was still wandering just now, raised his eyes, quickly glanced at He Shu, and then retracted his eyes, but faintly felt a stone in his heart fall to the ground, splashing water, not sure if it was empty Still satisfied.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoxiao looked at it carefully in such an atmosphere, and her eyebrows and eyes suddenly became lively, "There is nothing to be sorry about, Chu Luo, you guessed wrong this time, remember to pay the money later!"

The social expert Chu Luo came out again, her face was a little ugly, "I..."

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat," Wang Xiaoxiao continued, "I was brave enough to be rejected." Having said that, the girl still looked calm and indifferent, making it difficult to see whether it was true or false.

He Muguang accepted the words with a smile, from the corner of his eyes, it seemed that his posture at the moment was much more relaxed than before. "I've paid for it just now. I didn't come to the previous gatherings. Even if it's a rotation, it's my turn. Don't argue with anyone."

The fat man yelled: "When we were about to pay just now, we were stopped by the waitress girl, why did you succeed?"

"I can't help it, buddy, I'm a beauty trick." He said, blinking, the starlight in his eyes was shining brightly, surpassing his ordinary good looks.

"You are the only one who is amazing, and you are still a little girl in your thirties!"

As long as there is a topic that can be picked up, this kind of activity will not be a standstill at all. He Muguang firmly believes in this, and starts to eat vegetables after he retires.

He Shu lowered his eyes and saw that He Muguang's cheeks were puffed up, his eyes seemed to be filled with water, and he was staring closely at the eight-treasure duck in front of him. It's rare for an artist to eat and drink like this. He didn't even mean to talk to himself.

Wang Xiaoxiao came over and raised a glass of wine towards He Shu, "He Shu, tell me, should we have a drink?"

As soon as He Shu got up to take it, a hand came across to take the wine glass, "Xiaoxiao, He Shu is allergic to alcohol, why did my old classmate forget this?"

Wang Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and smiled, with a vaguely ambiguous expression, she stuck out her tongue, "He Shu, it seems that I really don't like you very much, and I even forgot these things, it's not as good as Twilight."

He Muguang didn't speak any more, just raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass, and then sat down again.He Shu didn't say anything else, nodded to Wang Xiaoxiao, then sat down too, raised his wrist and took a piece of Eight Treasure Duck. The sticky glutinous rice and the oily aroma of the duck blended together, and the taste was better than he imagined.

"You remember wrong too," He Shu lowered his voice, only for the person next to him to hear, "I'm not allergic to alcohol."

He Muguang was a little dazed, the chopsticks holding the vegetables paused, and he didn't look up, "Yes, it's a pity that you blush after taking a sip. It really makes you pour the whole glass just now."

His tone was ordinary, as if years of estrangement and strangeness had passed away, which made He Shu also relax, and said with a smile: "That was back then."

These four words made He Muguang's eyes flicker, and his heart seemed sour. There was a huge boulder pressing down on his chest, and he couldn't do anything until the end, he could only smile with the corners of his mouth curled up. He couldn't tell whether it was bewilderment or sarcasm.

The traces of many years have already flooded into heavy snow, layers of mist, covering everything in the past over and over again, even if you think you are familiar with the outline under the snow, the description in the fog is like the lines in your palm, you know how many scratches there are on the spruce Dao, there are new knots on the green bamboo, where the skylark nests in the branches, and the ferret likes to dive into the ravines, but you should also know that the mountains are blocked by heavy snow and the bridge is locked by dusk, no matter what... No matter what I can't find my way back.

I heard there is always truth in gossip