It was raining outside the window and the bed was soft. That night, Tan Mingming fell asleep exhausted. Although there were a lot of upset emotions in his mind, perhaps because his body was exhausted to the limit and could not provide another second of soberness, so he almost didn't toss and turn and then fell asleep to death.

When Tan Mingming opened his eyes vaguely from the bed, it was still raining outside the window, crackling, as if he was about to flood the entire city. The transparent glass window was filled with white frost and mist. Before he could go out, he could already feel the biting cold outside.

Tan Mingming covered his forehead with the back of his hands, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, thinking that it was actually winter nine years later, and sometimes fate is really teasing people.

The lights were not on in the room and she was drowsy. She inevitably remembered the phone call she called Hang Qi last night.

Before she came back, she swore that Hang Qi would wait for her for only a few days, and Hang Qi must have not come out of the despair of knowing that her whole family was in a car accident. Even if there was another heroine in this world, Hang Qi would never look at the girl more.

But now, she was uncertain, and no one expected that nine years had passed in one go.

Nine years, more than 3,000 days and nights. Hang Qi lived, ate, lived, how he graduated, what university he went to, how he started his business, how he developed his career, whether he had ever returned to school, whether he had wandered around her home, and what he would think when he went to those places, she knew nothing.

She didn't know if Hang Qi was sleeping well, whether it was difficult to fall asleep, nor did she know if Hang Qi was doing well.

Regarding Hang Qi, she was absent for nine years.

The throbbing and excitement in the snow only happened a few days ago for her, but for Hang Qi, it was already nine years ago. Will that memory be blurred with him? After all, for Hang Qi's long nine years, the half year I knew Tan Mingming was just a short memory. Maybe one day, Hang Qi had already let go, and she became the first love with bad fate and nostalgia.

Tan Mingming couldn't accept the old photos he had turned into dim.

But she was powerless to do anything about this.

And now, she didn't know where to find Hang Qi, and what she could say after she went to find it. It was like the phone call that Tongmao rashly but didn't transfer it to her. Perhaps all she had brought about was abruptness to Hang Qi.

She felt very conflicted. She was very happy to see Yan Shu, and she really wanted to see Wu Nian and see how he was doing now. But only to Hang Qi, she felt a sense of being timid in her hometown. She even didn't dare to face it, afraid to see the changes in him now.

Tan Mingming sighed, lay down for a while before getting up from the bed. The bed was so hard that it slept at Zhuo's house in Jiutian. Yan Shu's bed in the apartment was very soft, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she jumped out of bed. After doing a few minutes of waist twisting activities, she woke up.

Originally, seeing that it was still so dark outside, Tan Mingming thought it was not dawn yet, but when he looked at the wall clock in the living room, it was already six o'clock the next afternoon! In other words, she fell asleep all day!

Tan Mingming was startled and hurried to the door of Tan's father's mother's room. After listening carefully, he also heard the sound of Tan's father snoring. His parents were not awake yet. They were probably too tired. Tan Mingming did not disturb him, and planned to let them sleep for a while.

The apartment was empty, and Yan Shu's assistant probably had something to do. There were a few small notes on the refrigerator, indicating that Tan Mingming had prepared food to put it in the kitchen. Tan Mingming walked to the kitchen and saw all kinds of Japanese, Western and Chinese foods that had been prepared. Then he felt that he was hungry.

But there are no soy milk fried dough sticks, and no pancakes.

Tan Mingming left this world for nine days, and what he missed the most was pancake fruit.

She looked at the many delicious foods on the dining table but had no appetite, so she turned around and put on her coat, took a long-handled umbrella, and planned to change her shoes and eat it, breathe the fresh air and take a walk.

Tan Mingming had already called Wu Nian's mobile phone number before going to bed last night, but it didn't make it through, showing that the phone number had been cancelled. Tan Mingming had no choice but to give up. She was not sure whether Wu Nian would no longer use this mobile phone number or what. However, after so many years, it was normal to change the number.

Wu Nian has been graduating from college for two years, and it may be a bit difficult to find him. Tan Mingming originally planned to go today, but now it is dark, so let's go tomorrow. She wants to call Dad Tan's father to go to his house and take a look at Wu Nian's place by the way.

She thought about this and reached out to hold the door handle.

And just as the red log door made a click, she felt something heavy outside the door moved. At this moment, the door had not opened yet, but Tan Mingming's eyelids jumped wildly, and his heart was about to burst out of his throat. She slowly opened the door as if she had a premonition like intuition.

I was waiting for someone outside the door against the wall, and I waited from last night until today.

He was hung with the rain that had been trekking for a long distance. Some places were already dry, but the dark ends were still wet. Because after leaning against the corner of the wall for a whole night, the wall was stained with a wet mark of water by his wet shoulder blades. There was a faint green stubble growing from running around his chin, which looked haggard. But when he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes to look at Tan Mingming, his dark eyes were astonishingly bright.

Tan Mingming completely held his breath.

She could not hear anything, she could only hear her helpless heartbeat.

The air is a bit solidified and quiet.

Hang Qi is indeed no longer the tall boy who was standing under the street lights in the snow and waiting for Tan Mingming.

At such a close distance, the changes in his body were like a silent knife piercing into Tan Mingming's heart. The scar on his eyebrows was gone, but the cold feeling was not reduced at all. His outline became deeper, and he became a mature man. His eyebrows and eyes also changed a lot. Hang Qi's eyes were cold in the past, but he would not have such sharpness.

He looked at Tan Mingming, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot because he had not been asleep for a day and a night, or because of something else, he was red.

Tan Mingming felt sad and spread to the tip of her nose. She sucked her nose and thought for a long time, then said hello: "Hello, Hang Qi."

Hang Qi stood up and didn't care much about the hem of the windbreaker and clothes being dirty by the ground. Tan Mingming guessed that he had come last night, but was afraid of disturbing his sleep, so he simply waited at the door until now. She felt a mess in her heart and didn't even dare to look at Hang Qi more. After saying hello, she quickly lowered her head.

Hang Qi's eyes kept falling on her.

Tan Mingming walked to the elevator door, but Hang Qi didn't say anything, and walked to the elevator door and stood beside her.

He didn't speak, he was always silent, and Tan Mingming could only speak dryly: "I'll go down and buy something to eat, where are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator drove away. Tan Mingming hurriedly walked in. She was a little afraid to face the changes in Hang Qi over the years, as if she was escaping. If she didn't look at the changes in the other party, the other party would still be the boy like a pine and cypress in her memory. Hang Qi looked at her deeply and followed her into the elevator.

As the elevator descended, Tan Mingming felt that Hang Qi's gaze was about to look through her. Her cheeks inevitably became hot, and she laughed and said, "Do you think I haven't seen each other for nine years, and there is no change? Or is it like a high school student?"

Where have you been in these nine years? It is impossible to explain at all. Even if you explain it, it cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

For nine years, she did not participate in Hang Qi's life at all.

Now that Hang Qi is standing beside her, she feels very unfamiliar. Her panic comes from the nine years when she has been missing.

Hang Qi still didn't speak, his breathing was a bit heavy.

After a long separation nine years later, there was no hug and nothing. Tan Mingming had to shut up his mouth, suppress the bitterness in his heart, and walked out with an umbrella. When she got downstairs, she realized that Hang Qi had no umbrella, and hesitatedly glanced at the umbrella in his hand, not knowing whether to support him above his head, but he saw that he had already taken a public transparent umbrella from the bottom of the apartment building.

Oh, Tan Mingming thought regretfully, why did she forget that such a high-end apartment would definitely have a public umbrella.

Tan Mingming went to buy fried dough sticks, left the community, and walked along the roadside, and Hang Qi followed her.

She couldn't help but hold the handle of the umbrella tightly and walked towards the front with a calm mind.

After leaving the quiet community and passing a corner, there were more and more pedestrians. In front of me was a lively small square, with several stalls pulling sheds, which seemed to be selling noodles. Tan Mingming narrowed his eyes and saw that there were indeed pancakes, so he quickly walked over.

Tan Mingming glanced at the person who followed him to put away his umbrella, hesitated for a while, and ordered two bowls of noodles and two pancakes. When he was about to pay for his mobile phone, he suddenly felt shocked and realized that his mobile phone payment account had also been cancelled! Seeing that she had not taken out anything for a long time, the boss couldn't help asking, "Little girl, what's wrong?"

Tan Mingming glanced at the boss embarrassedly and was about to ask Hang Qi to help him pay for it, Hang Qi reached out to his hand.

The clean fingers with clear joints held several pieces of paper money.

The boss took it and looked at the couple strangely again. The handsome young man looked twenty-six or seven years old, wearing a black windbreaker, with a cold temperament and outstanding expression. The girl looked like a pretty girl who was still in high school. A couple, not very much like, uncle and nephew?

Tan Mingming read out what the boss was thinking at first sight, and the slight tingling feeling in her heart came again. She quickly lowered her head, pretended that nothing had happened, and took two bowls of noodles to find a seat under the shed on the side of the road and sat down.

Hang Qi walked across from her with an umbrella and two pancakes.

Tan Mingming was used to eating at a roadside stall in high school. It was seen that Hang Qi came over and glanced at his windbreaker that looked valuable. Suddenly, he thought of something, quickly stood up, pulled a tissue around the opposite side to clean the chair for his seat, and asked uneasily: "Are you eating here too? Why don't you go back and eat, there is something else in the apartment."

Hang Qi held her hand and finally said, "No need."

He looked at Tan Mingming, and Tan Mingming had to look up at him for a while, and said, "Let's go back and eat, I'll carry it."

For some reason, she felt that Hang Qi was out of place with the roadside stall here. She carried two bowls of noodles in one hand, turned around and walked back with an umbrella, trying her best not to get wet. Hang Qi was silent for a while and still followed her.

In this way, the two of them returned to the downstairs of the apartment in the drizzle.

Tan Mingming's shoes were all wet. He stood under the eaves and put away his umbrella, stared at the soil on his shoes, and then looked at the soil on Hang Qi's legs. She suddenly remembered that Tan's father and mother were still in the apartment. She went up with Hang Qi, and would they doubt anything? While she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard the people around her speak.

Hang Qi's voice was hoarse and outrageous: "I've been waiting for you."

Tan Mingming's head, which was frivolously retreating, suddenly stopped, and his heartbeat also stopped. From last night to now, no, since he went to another world to now, all the anxiety and uncertainty have disappeared because of this sentence, because Hang Qi said that he had been waiting for her, so he definitely had never met any other girl.

She unconditionally believed in Hang Qi.

But in nine years, how did Hang Qi get there? She was completely ignorant. Her heart felt sour, and her nose gradually began to turn red.

Tan Mingming rubbed the mud carpet on the floor with his toes, and did not dare to speak, for fear of wanting to cry as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hang Qi stood behind Tan Mingming, looked at her lowered neck, and asked again: "Tan Mingming, I miss you very much, don't you miss me?"

This sentence is gentle, but it is a sentence that Hang Qi whom Tan had never heard before. From last night to now, Tan Mingming has not shown any panic in front of Tan’s father and mother, and has tried his best to be relaxed and at ease in front of Yan Shu, but only she knows how panic she is. Now, when she hears Hang Qi’s voice, her tears completely fell.
Chapter completed!