The next day, Mu Yan asked Zhang Li to go to an important tourist attraction in Huacheng. First, it was to relieve the work pressure for so many days, and second, Zhang Li wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look at this prosperous city. It might be the next time she came here.

So the two women with similar interests began to pose and act cute on the way. The friendship between women was nothing more than gossip and gossip together, taking photos together, buying together, buying and buying again, eating together, eating again or eating together. So women understand women better!

So the two of them were almost overjoyed today. In the middle, Mu Yan came back to the bathroom and saw Zhang Li sending some messages with her mobile phone, so she joked: "I haven't left for a few days, and your man can't help it. It seems that you are holding it tightly!"

Zhang Li raised her head, quickly put her phone in her backpack, glanced at Mu Yan with a smirk and pulled her to continue strolling!

The weather in Jiangcheng is exaggerated, except winter and summer. There is a good dialect saying: "Take off your cotton jacket and wear a shirtless down jacket after you beat it." But compared with these two extreme weather, the weather in Huacheng is just right. Mu Yan enjoys this bright gentleness of spring. Wandering in the sunshine, it is neither cold nor hot, as if it is a gift from heaven.

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When the two of them happily walked to the bottom of the hotel building it was already 5:30 pm. Just as they were about to step into the hotel, Mu Yan's cell phone rang.

Zhang Li looked at Mu Yan with a weird smile and said, "You answer the phone slowly, I'll go up first!"

Mu Yan nodded to her and saw a string of strange local numbers on her phone.

"Hey, hello!"

The other end of the phone was silent.

"Hello, who are you?" Mu Yan asked and wondered if someone made the wrong call. Someone often called in the wrong call before.

There was another few seconds of silence. When Mu Yan was about to hang up the phone, the voice came over.

"It's me." The male voice on the other end was low and gentle.

Mu Yan's head buzzed suddenly. How could he have his own mobile phone number? But it was the same. It was not difficult for him to get her mobile phone number.

"Is there anything?" Mu Yan asked uncertainly.

"I'll be in the cafe opposite your hotel, come and sit down." She didn't give her any chance to refuse.

Mu Yan raised her head and looked at the opposite side. Several cars passed through the road. She saw him sitting next to the transparent glass, holding a cell phone with one hand and holding the other on the chair. She was also looking at her. The moment she met, Mu Yan's chest rippled. But soon she avoided his gaze and lowered her head to look at the ground in front of her: "No, I'm very tired today. I want to go back to the hotel to rest early."

"Do you want me to sit in your hotel?" There was a silent threat on the other end of the phone.

Mu Yan gently pressed the hang-up button. She was not a person who could be threatened. But she lowered her head and held her phone in front of the hotel for a long time. She finally walked towards the coffee shop. She thought they really had to make it clear and be nice to both of them.

The cafe is large and the decoration is very romantic. Li Zilong sat in the innermost corner of the cafe. There were various graffiti on the wall behind it, and it also kept a good distance from other coffee tables. Whether in the past or now, he always used to sitting in the most distant corner from people and the least noticeable corner.

Mu Yan sat gently opposite him, raised her head and looked at him. She still had deep eyes, but the moment they looked at each other, Mu Yan had the illusion that she seemed to be a different world. His outline was still clear, thinner and colder than before. Time made him feel a little more manly.

Mu Yan thought about it and thought that the last time she saw him was in the summer vacation in 2012. Mu Yan was about to enter her junior year, and he had graduated, but she didn't go back to Jiangcheng for a summer. Until Mu Yan went to find him, he said that he was taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and they happily played together for a few days, and then they never met again.

But now four years have passed, and how many years have a person's youth been.

It seems that after meeting him, she always waited. She was in the first year of high school and the third year of high school. She was waiting for every reunion with him. She went to Jiangcheng to study in college and thought that after waiting for two years, he would one day return to this city. However, he was gone forever.

Although she has become accustomed to the shadow of him in her dreams over the years and often misses every minute and every second she is with him, she finally knows that they can no longer go back. Although she always habitually thinks about him, she never thought of meeting again, nor did she ever think of having any connection with him.

They sat on the sofa and stood facing each other, silent for a long time.

He said, "You've been betraying me after all."

She said: "It's no longer important. We won't meet in private anymore. Everything that should be gone is over."

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "For you, just forget it if you pass such a simple sentence? Have you ever used my heart to me?"

"That doesn't matter anymore. I'm already married." Mu Yan was still faint.

"Well, we're married..." The waiter brought two cups of coffee in front of them. He reached out, picked it up, and took a sip.

Then he said: "What are our years?"

Mu Yan seemed to be a repeater: "Those are no longer important."

"Then what is the most important thing to you now?" There was a hint of impatientness in his eyes, and he stared at her calm face, the face that once made him dream-worry, the face that made him care about when he dreamed back at midnight.

Mu Yan did not answer his question positively, but said: "I'm already married."

"But, what I want to hear is not this sentence. As long as you have me in your heart, as long as you say, you still love me, I can do everything and we will do it again." He had a hint of impulse and a hint of out of control.

"Zilong, we can't come back." Mu Yan's words were so concise that she could not be more concise. She, who used to be nagging in front of him, always made no words in front of him, seemed to have no extra words now. Because she really didn't know what else to say or what to say. Could it be that a married woman would tell a man other than his husband that she still loved him? Is she still nostalgic for him?

Li Zilong picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

Mu Yan thought of something and finally spoke again: "Let the past pass by. There is no regret in whose youth, but we must see the reality clearly. Now the dust is settled, and we each have their own way to go. Let's keep the beauty of the past youth to miss it."
Chapter completed!