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After the exercises between classes, Zhuo Shuang and Wei Zhixun discussed about ordering takeout at noon.

As summer comes, many students are reluctant to go out of school in the midday sun, and nearby restaurants have launched SMS and telephone ordering services.

Wei Zhixun, who was born in a family of catering, collected and sorted out the menus and ordering numbers of each restaurant and attached personal comments, typeset, printed and bound them into a book, and immediately became a bright light guiding a group of students to take out lunch, passing from the first row to the last row every day , has been read by countless people, and the corners are worn out in a few days.

"Jiang Xiaochou, what do you want to eat?" Zhuo Shuang, the picky eater, searched back and forth three or four times but didn't find what he wanted to eat, "Tell me for my reference."

Jiang Shou didn't sleep well at night, this time she was laying on the table to catch up on sleep, when Zhuo Shuang called her name, she just hummed to show that she heard it.

"Did you become a thief last night?" Zhuo Shuang rubbed his head, telling him not to sleep anymore, "Come and see what you want for lunch, and the restaurant won't take orders if it's later."

Jiangchou slowly sat up straight while pressing her aching temple.The sun was very bright today, even though the curtains were drawn, a ray of fish slipped through the gap and landed on his face.

Before he could close his eyes, someone's hand blocked his face.Zhuo Shuang covered his eyes and turned his head to his side, "If you haven't woken up, the next class is Lao Cao's Chinese class. I heard from the third class that he will teach modern Chinese in the next class. I will help you." You cover up, you can quietly sleep for half a class."

Jiang Shou suddenly remembered that she hadn't told him and Wei Zhixun that he would not have lunch with them.

"I have something to go out at noon."

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Shuang threw the menu to Wei Zhixun, "Mei Jin seems to be calling you, why don't you show them first?"

Wei Zhixun nodded briskly, "That's fine, just tell me when you've made up your mind, and I'll order directly."

While they were talking, Jiang Shou took out the two photos she found last night, "I'm going to the photo studio opposite the school."

"Photos? It seems to be two." Zhuo Shuang looked at the light, "It seems to be a group photo...they are all blurred together, so I can't see clearly."

He casually returned the photo to Jiang Shou, "Where did you find it? It looks so old."

Jiang Mou carefully put away the photos, "The ones left by my grandpa and grandma, I don't know why they stuck together, maybe it was damp."

Zhuo Shuang's expression was a little weird, "But don't you think...the glue is so neat, could it be that the old man glued it up on purpose and didn't want others to see it?"

Jiang Miao gave him a white look, "How is it possible, my grandparents are not such boring people."

Especially his grandfather, who can count the number of jokes in his life on one hand. He is so serious that he can't be described as rigid.

"Okay, I'm just talking." Zhuo Shuang rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "You can't blame me, it's easy to conspiracy theories if you read too much suspenseful reasoning. Are you looking for someone to separate them?"

"I tried, but I can't tear it apart."

Most of the answers on the Internet asked him to soak it in water to soften it, then tear it apart and spread it on a glass plate to dry. He was not sure if this would damage the photo, so he finally decided to hand it over to a professional.It happened that there was a photo studio near the school, so he planned to go there at noon to ask about it.

Zhuo Shuang moved her wrist, "I'll go with you and find a place to eat by the way."

As he spoke, he yelled at Wei Zhixun, "Old Wei, we're going out at noon, so there's no need to order food for us."

Wei Zhixun's reply came very quickly, just a few words, Zhuo Shuang didn't mind much, and patted Jiang Shou on the shoulder, "Then it's settled."

Originally, this matter was over, but when he was picking up the language documents, Jiang Shou's eyes fell on the photo inadvertently.Perhaps influenced by Zhuo Shuang's previous words, he couldn't help but look at the edges that were neatly adjusted as if they had been deliberately adjusted: not to mention the smooth and flat surface, the former one completely covered the latter. , not even a single corner is exposed.In a way, this watertight style is indeed very similar to his grandfather's

Handwriting.

Maybe what this person said is not unreasonable, there are indeed some unknown past events hidden under this photo.

·

The photo studio is next to the supermarket across the road from the school station. There is basically no business at this point in the afternoon. There is only a front desk in the lobby who is looking down and playing with his mobile phone.

The moment Jiangchou pushed open the glass door, the cold air rushed towards her face, causing goosebumps on her arms.

"Welcome, what can I help you with..." The front desk lady has seen a lot of high school seniors who have come to inquire about graduation photos, and treats them as one of them, and skillfully sells her business, "Graduation photos, right? You guys?" It’s late, the [-]% discount has just ended, but the good thing is that the clothes are basically all in place, so you don’t need to wait. When do you plan to take the photo? Do you want to add our photographer’s WeChat account?”

The lunch break time is limited, Jiang Mou went straight to the point, "Can you fix this photo for me?"

"I don't know much about this, you have to listen to what our master says."

The lady at the front desk took them to the second floor after looking at the pictures.The theoretically spacious second floor is extremely cramped and cramped due to the piles of clothing, shooting props and other sundries. The cooling effect of the air conditioner is not as good as that downstairs. Not to mention the sweltering heat, there is also a greasy food aroma.

"Master, come and help this classmate take a look, he has a photo he wants you to restore."

"Wait until I finish this meal."

Only then did Jiang Shou notice that there was a small dark room on the left, and the sound came from here.

"Hurry up." The front desk lady turned her head, "Just wait here, I'll go downstairs to see if there are any guests."

A few minutes later, the curtain of the darkroom was lifted, and an unshaven and unkempt man came out from inside.

Jiang Shou looked at his messy hair and feet without socks, doubting whether he could do what he told him well.

"Where are the photos? Show me first." The man scratched his head, took out a napkin and wiped his greasy mouth.

Jiang Shou handed over the photo in his hand, and the man looked at it for a long time, then touched his chin and said, "This may be a bit difficult for you, it depends on what kind of glue is used. Let me tell you first, even if it can be repaired, it may not be fixed. It can be repaired as before. There are often customers who come to me to repair some damaged messes, and then they say that I did not do it well and don’t want to pay for it.”

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and showed Jiang Miao and the others the previous restoration results.

"I'm at this level. If you can't accept it, stop here."

Although he said so, the photos he restored basically have no major problems, and Jiang Miao's heart suddenly fell half, "You can try it."

"Okay, let me take a look for you."

The man took the photo to his studio, manipulated it with tweezers and a blade, "It's okay, it's better than I thought, it's made of solid glue, but your photo hasn't been plasticized, so I'm not sure what it will look like when you peel it off. , you have to prepare for a second repair. Where did you find it?"

"In the album."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay, if the tide returns seriously, even the gods will be hard to save."

He described to Jiang Mourn what the return of dampness is, "It's the kind of color that is all glued together, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not eyes, this kind of restoration is basically equivalent to repainting, and I don't know what kind of painting it is."

"How long will it take?"

Zhuo Shuang joined the conversation abruptly, the man glanced at him, and then continued to sharpen the blade slowly between the two photos, "It's hard to say, it depends on what it looks like when you peel it off."

"Then let's go to eat first, can we come and pick it up after six o'clock in the evening?" Zhuo Shuang continued to ask, "I checked when I came in, and your business hours are until seven o'clock in the evening."

It took this man a long time to peel off a small corner, and it will probably take forever for him to finish peeling.

"Leave a contact information, if I have any questions, I will call and ask..." The man remembered that they were still students, so it might not be very convenient to answer the phone, "Forget it, add me on WeChat, if you have any questions, I will contact you directly."

Quickly send and receive pictures. "

"He doesn't have WeChat."

"Huh?" The man's reaction was exactly the same as that of Wei Zhixun back then, his eyes almost fell out of surprise, "How could someone not have a WeChat account?"

Zhuo Shuang shrugged noncommittally, "You can add me, I will tell him if there is anything."

"That's fine, you sweep me."

Taking advantage of the time when the man was looking for his phone, Jiang Shou, who couldn't get in the mouth, finally had time to say something that had been kept in his heart, "I have WeChat."

Even Zhuo Shuang was surprised this time, "Do you have WeChat?"

Jiang Shou nodded, "Yes."

Zhuo Shuang's eyes narrowed, and she asked with some displeasure, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I just registered two days ago." Jiang Miao was a little guilty by him, and whispered, "I wanted to tell you, but I forgot."

The day before going to Sea World, Wei Zhixun originally wanted to start a group, but in the end he gave up because he didn't have WeChat. He felt very embarrassed after doing this again and again, and tried to register one by himself after returning.

Originally, he wanted to add them when they met, but he forgot to mention them along the way, until today he suddenly remembered.

Zhuo Shuang snorted coldly, "Forgot? Why do you remember now?"

Jiang Shou, who knew he was wrong, quickly admitted his mistake, "I know I was wrong, I will add you when I get back."

"Who should I add?" The master who retouched the photo was confused by them, "Add you? Then come and scan me."

"Well, add me." Jiang Shou said it nicely, but she was in a hurry with the WeChat interface, and couldn't find where to scan the code for a long time.

Suddenly, a long, slender man stretched out and took his cell phone away.He stared blankly at Zhuo Shuang's scanning code to add friends in one go, then lowered his head in embarrassment, "Thank you."

"Idiot, what do you say thank you for?" Zhuo Shuang didn't return the phone to him immediately, but sent himself a friend request, "What would you do without me?"

A photo repair master can solve such trivial things as WeChat, but Jiang Shou just thinks, yes, what would he do without this person.

·

After returning home, Jiangchou checked WeChat every 5 minutes.

The wechat profile picture of the photo editor is a black and white dog. This dog has not moved, and he doesn't know where the other party has progressed.

Zhuo Shuang thought his worried look was a bit funny, "If he looks for you, there will be a message, why are you in such a hurry? If I were you, I would wish that he would not look for me, because looking for me will definitely not be a good thing."

It just so happened that the math and physics homework was assigned at this time, Jiang Mou took one last look at the empty WeChat interface, and then turned her attention to the homework.

It wasn't until the middle of the second class in the afternoon that the mobile phone he put in the drawer vibrated once, twice, three times...a total of seven times before it stopped.

"Looking for you?"

As his deskmate, Zhuo Shuang also felt it.

While Mr. Gan was reciting the writing on the blackboard, Jiang Miao quickly took out her phone and glanced, "Well, it should be him."

There are two contacts in his list, one is the master who retouched the photo, and the other is Zhuo Shuang by his hand.

The master sent him seven messages, three of which were pictures and four were text.

"The photo of your parents? They look quite young, so they must have been taken before they got married?"

"I cleaned the surface for you. It's a bit damp, but it's not serious, and the color is preserved."

"Look carefully at the faces of the two people. If you need to repair them separately, let me know, and I will redraw them for you."

"I'm in class? I have something to do in the evening, so I put the photo at the front desk. You can just give her the money when the time comes, 50."

Seeing a certain word in the first article, Jiang Shou's heart suddenly sank.He wanted to comfort himself that this was his grandpa and grandma when he was young, but what the man sent was a color photo. Grandpa and grandma were extravagant in those days

General color photographs.

The signal in the classroom is just like that, and the picture is quite big. It took him a long time to load the original picture of the first one.This is a big picture as a whole, and he immediately recognized the woman on the left as Jiang Suqing.Compared with the picture with the unhappy face written all over her face, her body has undergone tremendous changes. First of all, her dressing style: the waist-waisted polka-dot skirt perfectly sets off her graceful figure, she wears bright lipstick, Her long hair was curled and dyed the fashionable chestnut color, and she smiled sweetly at the camera.

The man she was holding...Jiang Shou's eyes shifted to his face.He was ready to see a stranger who was a little bit like himself, but who knew that this man was more familiar than he thought.

It was so familiar that he could recall where he had seen it before.