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The noisy sounds around suddenly became chaotic, and people and cars blurred into dim light and shadow.Xun Musheng looked at the direction from which the voice came from, as if he was frozen in place.

The light and shadow there flowed mottled and turned into a tall figure.The figure became clearer and clearer, but it was split into thousands of pieces by the sunlight leaking from the branches and leaves.

Xun Musheng heard a small but crisp cracking sound.

With his heart raised high, he pushed the people in front of him like breaking free from a quagmire, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

"Wen Yun!" Xu Cheng was extremely excited. He circled half a circle, opened the door of the driver's seat, grabbed Wen Yun's arm, and said with a smile: "You are really amazing, you are hiding it! This time When I go back, I have to tell Liu Cun to transfer you to our car department!"

Wen Yun was still immersed in the confusion of memory and reality, let go of the steering wheel, looked at Xu Cheng dumbly, "I..."

"You come down first! The champion has to get to know everyone first!" Xu Cheng poked his neck and looked around: "Where is the dog?"

Wen Yun get off at the station, "Dog?"

"It's the owner of our car." Xu Cheng turned his head to look, "Hey, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here! Brother!"

When meeting Wen Yun's eyes, Xun Musheng's heart went numb, and he even took a small step back in surprise.

The person I met at Shengxi Square that day, the person who appeared in dreams with the name "Wen Yun" many times, actually...

When seeing the face of the owner of the car, Wen Yun was also shocked, and he let out a dumbfounded "ah", and was unable to say anything else for a long time.

It's the man who took his cell phone and asked him to delete the photos!

The atmosphere suddenly became weird. The distance between the two was less than 3 meters. Xun Musheng stared at Wen Yun deeply, while Wen Yun looked away guiltily, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

But even with his head down, he could still feel the other party's real gaze.

Xu Cheng looked at Wen Yun, then at Xun Musheng, and asked doubtfully after a few seconds, "Do you know each other?"

Xun Musheng still looked at Wenyun, "What's your name?"

Wen Yun's eyelids twitched, thinking of the business card with "Xing An" written on it.

Xun Musheng's face was terribly gloomy, "You said your name was Xing An? Why did he call you Wen Yun?"

"Xing An?" Xu Cheng thought for a long time, "Wen Yun, I remember that was the pen name you used in the "Zhongcheng Times" before? Is that investigative news about exposing the black extracurricular tutoring institution? I also read that article report."

Wen Yun rolled his Adam's apple, feeling like he was being exposed face to face.

"A pen name?" Xun Musheng said, "You lied to me that day? Your real name is Wen Yun, isn't it!"

No one has ever seen Xun Musheng like this - usually Xun Shao is gentle and refined, but at least he won't be like this now.The noise and whistles subsided, and the owner of the Hummer, who had initially yelled to see the driver, stepped aside.Ye Fenglin and Qiao Yang were the only two people who knew the inside story. Seeing Xun Musheng's expression, they immediately guessed something, and quickly called everyone to the outdoor barbecue arranged by the villa on the grounds that the luncheon was about to start.Ran Su stood a few meters away from Xun Musheng, not daring to approach him, his heart was in a mess, and he looked warily at Wen Yun who was standing beside the car.

After most of the people had left, Xu Cheng didn't figure out what happened.

Xun Musheng took a step forward, followed by the second step, and the third step...Wen Yun stepped back subconsciously, and Xu Cheng almost instinctively stopped between the two of them, blocking them vaguely, and said with a frown: "Brother, you... "

"Xu Cheng!" Ye Fenglin hurried back, first patted Xun Musheng on the shoulder, and then gave Xu Cheng a wink.

Xu Cheng was puzzled.What Ye Fenglin meant was to let him ignore Xun Musheng and Wen Yun, but Wen Yun was brought by him and was his colleague, how could he ignore it?

Wen Yun thought that the man in front of him was going to settle the score with him at Shengxi Plaza that day.That was too embarrassing, he didn't want his colleagues in the company to know, not even Xu Cheng.So he pushed Xu Cheng lightly, "How about you..."

Xun Musheng glanced at Xu Cheng, "I have something to talk to Wen Yun."

Xu Cheng turned to Wen Yun: "Do you really know each other?"

Wen Yun just wanted to send Xu Cheng away as soon as possible, "I know you."

"But he didn't even know your name just now!" Xu Cheng said, "He thought your name was Xing An!"

"The name card I handed him was 'Xing'an'." Wen Yun bit the bullet and said, "He is a friend I met during an interview before, and I haven't seen him for a long time."

Xun Musheng frowned, as if he had been deeply hurt.

Xu Cheng was doubtful, and wanted to ask again, but Ye Fenglin had already pulled him away, and by the way put his arms around Ran Su's shoulder and said, "Don't stick around here, let's go and grill the fish with me."

The ruts on the finish line have not disappeared, but only Wen Yun and Xun Musheng are left.

The door of Dongfeng Warrior's driver's seat was open, and it stopped quietly under the mottled light at noon. The mud on the armor was solidifying and cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Yun raised his arm, wiped the sweat off his forehead, took out his mobile phone uncomfortably, clicked on the photo album, and handed it forward, "I have deleted all the photos of that day, and I have not posted them on the Internet. If you don't Believe me, you can take it for inspection. Sorry, I have already said it last time. If you still want to hear it, I apologize to you again. It is also my thoughtlessness to give you a fake business card. I used to be a reporter, and 'Xing An' is me One of the pseudonyms used..."

"Wen Yun." Xun Musheng interrupted, and read these two words seriously. Once it was not enough, he said it a second time, "Wen Yun."

"Ah?" Wen Yun was both surprised and helpless, not understanding why this person kept staring at her.It's true that sneaking photos is bad, but he has deleted the photos and apologized. If this can't be solved, he really doesn't know what to do.

"Wen, the text of culture. Jun, a bamboo prefix, and a uniform jun." Xun Musheng endured the fire rushing through his body, and asked almost word by word, "Is that right?"

Wen Yun was stunned for a moment, and a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, realizing that the other party might not want to pursue the secret filming.

This person is very likely to have something to do with him.

Xun Musheng took a deep breath, his voice trembling: "You are 31 years old, aren't you?"

Wen Yun nodded, and said cautiously: "We know each other?"

Xun Musheng didn't answer, "13 years ago, you were 18 years old and enlisted in the army at Zhongcheng Conscription Office, right?"

Wen Yun's pupils tightened, and his brain buzzed.

"It's really you! Last time, last time, I didn't recognize it." Xun Musheng smiled bitterly, covered his forehead again after a while, and when he looked at Wenyun again, the nostalgia in his eyes turned red, quietly Silently smeared on the eye sockets.

"I..." Wen Yun's thoughts were completely confused, and he shook his head vigorously, trying to search for the memory of the man in his mind, but he couldn't find any trace.

What made him even more confused was that this man knew that he had been a soldier.

That's already...

It was many years ago!

"You don't remember me." Xun Musheng shook his head: "I knew it, you definitely don't remember me."

Wen Yun looked at him solemnly, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he couldn't calm down at all. After typing for a long time, he asked, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I really don't remember clearly. May I know your last name?" What is it called?"

Xun Musheng sighed softly, took out his phone, and typed three words on it.

"Xun, Mu, Sheng?" Wen Yun read out, convinced that he had never met the other party.

Xun Musheng took back his phone and nodded, "Are you working in the New Media Department of Zhongcan Media now? Are you Xu Cheng's colleague?"

"Yes."

"That's no wonder."

Wen Yun was puzzled: "What?"

"You are a cultural person, no wonder you don't mispronounce my name anymore."

Wen Yun pursed his lips, unable to remember that he had pronounced the same name before, but the man's expression made him unable to say "I really don't know you", so he had to follow along and ask: "Really? What did I read before?"

"You don't recognize the character 'Xun', and you think it reads 'gou'." Xun Musheng raised the corners of his lips, as if seeing the appearance of the 31-year-old boy in the eyes of the 18-year-old Wen Yun, "You call me Gou Musheng, I correct you You only remember it after I told you twice."

Wen Yun pressed the center of his eyebrows, unable to speak a word.

He thought that this man named "Xun Musheng" might have misidentified him and confused him with another person named "Wen Yun".

But why is there such a coincidence in the world?

It is not surprising that they can recognize the wrong person because they have somewhat similar looks.The strange thing is that according to Xun Musheng, he and that "Wen Yun" not only have the same name and surname, but also the same age, and both enlisted in the Zhongcheng Conscription Office 13 years ago.

This is incredible!

And if he didn't admit his mistake, why didn't he have the slightest impression?

Did you forget?

Why do you forget?

As the clouds rose and the wind passed by, the leaves that hadn't turned yellow in early autumn were rustled, the clouds cast shadows, and the surroundings were a little darker, only the rearview mirror of the Dongfeng warrior reflected the dazzling light.

In the early years, Xun Musheng imagined countless times seeing Wen Yun again.I thought I would be ecstatic, and I would desperately embrace the other person in my arms.Later, as I got older, I gradually gave up hope for a reunion.But I also feel that if we see each other again one day, I can't help but want to hold Wen Yun's hand.If possible, I would like to kiss Wen Yun's lips.

——Those were all things he wanted to do back then, but didn't dare to do them.

But now, he just wants to look at Wen Yun, and let the boy in his memory slowly merge with the figure in front of him.

It seemed that this process itself could bring him unspeakable joy.

Lost and found, reunited after a long absence, even the thought of "re-owning" has become cautious.

Fear is just a mirror image, fear is just a bamboo basket to fetch water in vain.

Even afraid of owning too soon.

I finally understand why I keep dreaming about Wen Yun recently, and the Wen Yun in the dream still has the face of the man in Shengxi Square.

I finally understand why the memory that had been blurred for a long time suddenly became clear again, just like an old photo being refurbished.

Because the person I met that day was not "another person who looks like Wen Yun" at all.

That is Wen Yun.

The 31-year-old Wen Yun is naturally different from the 18-year-old.

He was very annoyed - if it wasn't for this coincidence, he might have missed the chance to reunite with Wen Yun because of his vague memory.

Half a minute later, he raised his hand, reached out to Wen Yun, and barely stopped in the air again.

Wen Yun looked at the hand, and finally asked: "Mr. Xun, you said we know each other. Did something happen between us?"

Xun Musheng stared at him for a long time, then shook his head, "For you, nothing happened to us. You don't even remember seeing me. But for me, it's another matter."

Wen Yun was even more confused.

Xun Musheng's eyes were as deep as a deep pool: "Because I fell in love with you at first sight back then, and you didn't know anything."