summer fireworks

The wind outside the car window is already a little cool.Song Zhilin closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner. The radio station was chosen by Yan Shu, playing popular music at the moment. Song Zhilin didn't listen to it very often, but when he listened to it this way, he thought it was pretty good.

Yan Shu was sitting in the co-pilot, looking at review sites on his mobile phone, and asked her as if talking to himself: "It's a little late, I can only eat supper, barbecue fried skewers and hot pot...can you choose one?"

"Let's go have seafood porridge." Song Zhilin proposed another plan.

Yan Shu was already watching hot pot, she thought that Song Zhilin would definitely agree with her opinion, but Song Zhilin had other suggestions, she just wanted to refute, isn't supper and seafood porridge a bit strange?But suddenly, Yan Shu thought that at any time in the past, Song Zhilin would never refuse any request she made, and it was rare that Song Zhilin made some request, and she should also satisfy her.

"Okay," Yan Shu re-entered seafood porridge in the search box, "Let me take a look."

Song Zhilin looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Seafood porridge?"

Yan Shu looked down at the phone: "Well, yes."

A bit loud pop music lingered in Song Zhilin's ears, just when she met a traffic light, she parked the car in front of the zebra crossing, turned down the volume of the radio, and just wanted to ask Yan Shu why he didn't eat those suppers, but she saw Yan Shu's profile stopped suddenly.

She found that Yan Shu had grown up.Now Yan Shu has a slightly angular face, is wearing red lipstick, and the tail of her hair is dyed dark blue, which is casually tied into a ponytail, leaving a few strands hanging on her shoulders, while Yan Shu is wearing a strapless Sweater, skin white as snow.

It's an amazing feeling.Song Zhilin felt a little dazed.She and Yan Shu are obviously the same age, but for a long time, she has always felt that Yan Shu is much younger than her and is a little sister who needs to be taken care of.

However, at this moment... the moment she looked at Yan Shu through the dim light on the side of the road, she suddenly discovered that Yan Shu had grown up.

Song Zhilin realized very clearly that Yan Shu was a mature woman.

During the tens of seconds of the traffic light, she once again breathed the air of time confusion and dislocation.

Song Zhilin didn't understand, why did they all suddenly become like this?The ten years that had been taken away between them lay before her, and it made her heart ache.

Originally, they would have more memories, and they would be together in a more tender form.

Instead of deluding yourself like you are now.

The pop music in the carriage changed to another song, and the gentle female voice sang about the missed love. Song Zhilin couldn't help but change the channel. She blinked, turned her eyes back to Yan Shu, and stared at the second of the traffic lights in front of her. number.

The past is the past.Song Zhilin warned herself that there will be a lot of time in the future, and they still have opportunities.

After passing the traffic light, Yan Shu finally found a restaurant she wanted. She turned on the navigation on her mobile phone so that Song Zhilin could find the way.

The restaurant she was looking for was a 24-hour family-style Cantonese restaurant. It was well-known in City B. It needed to be reserved a lot in advance, but it had a good reputation. Seafood porridge and small grilled fish were both signature dishes.

Song Zhilin was driving the car, listening to Yan Shu sitting in the passenger seat on the phone. She didn't know who Yan Shu was talking to, but she heard Yan Shu's relaxed and lively tone, and quickly reached an agreement with the people over there. , when she got a quota that was set three months in advance, she felt again——Yan Shu had really changed.

In the past, Yan Shu was wayward and savage, so he would not be willing to communicate with others like this, let alone just for an appointment.

For Yan Shu at that time, it was just an appointment, if you can buy it, you can buy it, if you can't buy it, then the price is not high enough.

What did you like about Yan Shu before?Apart from her smile that is more dazzling than the sun, maybe it is this kind of delicateness that attracts her.

Song Zhilin knew better than anyone else how weak she was. When Yan Shu reached out to her and asked her for love willfully, she couldn't refuse at all.

She was even addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself.

After such a long time, Song Zhilin realized that her feelings for Yan Shu are more complicated than the liking she had at the beginning - the liking that was light, superficial, and hoping that the other party would satisfy her desires.

It was so complicated that she couldn't see it clearly for a while, and she didn't dare to say it.

However, Yan Shu probably didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Zhilin quietly glanced at Yan Shu beside him. Yan Shu was resting his chin, looking at the passing scenery outside the window.

Yan Shu noticed her gaze, turned his head, smiled at her, and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want me to drive?"

Song Zhilin shook her head, the remaining journey is only 5 minutes, and she will arrive soon.

The restaurant is on a small road, and the front door is not too big, but it is clean and tidy, and has a good atmosphere. There is an old-fashioned neon sign above the head, which looks a little interesting.

Yan Shu pushed open the glass door and walked in with Song Zhilin. A fat boss wearing glasses was sitting at the front desk. Seeing them coming in, he greeted them with a smile, "Is it Ms. Yan? The private room is ready, upstairs."

The boss took them upstairs and arranged them in a small private room next to the corridor. There was a wooden window inside. After opening it, you could see the street view outside.

At this time, the outside is still very lively, you can see pedestrians walking in twos and threes, and the various signboards on the street are lit up, showing a warm feeling in autumn.

Yan Shu looked at the menu, ordered dry-roasted small scallops and grilled squid, added a plate of clear water tofu, and handed the menu to Song Zhilin, motioning her to order other dishes.

Song Zhilin was very used to this way. Yan Shu ordered the dishes she wanted to eat, and then she matched some dishes according to the dishes Yan Shu ordered. After looking at Yan Shu's order, she ordered seafood porridge and boiled shrimp, and then put them together. Hand the menu to the waiter.

Yan Shu was sitting next to her playing with her mobile phone. She just took a picture of the restaurant, and now she is editing the picture, looking very focused.

Song Zhilin looked at Yan Shu, and she felt that she and Yan Shu had been together like this for a long time—in fact, not long ago, but only three or four times, especially when they went to the studio to pick up Yan Shu, this was only the second time.

But she had an illusion that she and Yan Shu had always gotten along like this. They were familiar with each other, understood each other's life and work, and even... were the closest people in their lives.

"Shall I send you a picture?"

After Yan Shu finished editing the picture, he raised his head and asked her.

Song Zhilin came back to her senses, smiled at Yan Shu, and said, "Okay."

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself. She has been immersed in this kind of imagination and illusion recently. She knows very well what kind of relationship she has with Yan Shu. She has nothing to do with these warm and romantic descriptions. In fact, she is just wearing "" Friends" is just a bed partner of this layer of skin.

Song Zhilin received the photo from Yan Shu, and updated her long-grass circle of friends without any hassle.

She was a little absent-minded, and even thought of a question - shouldn't she have sex with Yan Shu?

As soon as this thought flashed through Song Zhilin's mind, she immediately killed it. Why is it that she is not like herself at all when it comes to matters related to Yan Shu?

It is too late to think about the meaning of what has already happened.Besides, Song Zhilin knew very well that she really enjoyed it, not only in bed, but also in other things. She had dinner with Yan Shu, chatted, picked Yan Shu up from get out of class, and these little things made her enjoy it even more.

Song Zhilin had a faint feeling that she would soon be unable to suppress any feelings in her heart.

Especially... When Yan Shu looked at her, for example, now, Yan Shu was sitting opposite her, looking at her with clear eyes, pure and innocent, and seemed to have no idea what she was thinking.At this moment, Song Zhilin's heart beat faster.

She felt that they could no longer keep in touch like this. If this continued, sooner or later she would not be able to bear it, and wanted to get more.

She will feel that just being friends is not enough, and simply having sex is not enough. She will want to monopolize Yan Shu, want to let her be the only one in Yan Shu's world, want to leave her mark on Yan Shu time and time again, let Yan Shu She smelled of her all the time.

If there was such a day, how would Yan Shu react?Song Zhilin didn't dare to think, would she leave directly?

For a moment, Song Zhilin couldn't control his thoughts.

Fortunately, the restaurant served food very quickly. The waiter came in with seafood porridge and put the porridge and vegetables in front of them, which brought Song Zhilin's attention back to the meal. She took Yan Shu's bowl as usual, Give Yan Shu a bowl of porridge first.

Yan Shu was also very used to her movements, so he took the bowl from her logically and began to bury his head in eating.

Song Zhilin filled a bowl of porridge for herself and drank it silently.

If Yan Shu got used to her taking care of her, would there be no way to leave her one day?

Song Zhilin felt that she was in a dilemma, as if she was standing at the end of a cliff, no matter which way she went, there was an abyss waiting for her to fall.

She no longer knew what she wanted.

Seafood porridge tastes good. After finishing a bowl of porridge, Yan Shu boasted, "No wonder you have to make an appointment so long in advance. It's really delicious."

She also tried dry-roasted scallops. The soft scallops were sprinkled with coarse salt and burned on the stove until the edges were golden.

Yan Shu ate happily, but only when he was half full did he realize that Song Zhilin was exceptionally silent today.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

Song Zhilin quickly shook her head and said, "No, it's been a long time since I ate so late, and I feel a little sleepy."

"I'm sorry," Yan Shu said guiltily, "If I hadn't forgotten the time, I wouldn't have eaten so late... Then I'll drive back later, and you can take a rest."

go back.These two words stabbed Song Zhilin.

Her heart, which was swinging back and forth between "don't touch Yan Shu anymore" and "want to stay with Yan Shu for a while", suddenly became more anxious.She was sure she couldn't choose between the meals.

However, the relationship between them has reached the point where they can't go in the wrong direction even if they don't make a choice... Song Zhilin really doesn't know what will happen.

For the first time, she felt that she had lost control of her life, and this feeling made her uncomfortable.

Yan Shu looked at Song Zhilin's face, she didn't speak, nor did she smile, her expression seemed a little gloomy.

It didn't look like it was because she had been waiting for her in the studio for too long, Yan Shu felt strange, suddenly, another possibility appeared in her mind, and she blurted out:

"You don't want to go back with me?"