Chapter 259 The ten-year promise is far away

The original and most essential things will not change.

With the bright moon in the sky, wisps of silk-like light fell on the face of the girl with long, straight black hair. She looked at the night of the fish pond and felt inspired.

Hearing what the other party said, Anting was stunned. He really didn’t expect such an answer.

Perhaps thinking of other things, Song Ci suddenly said: "But, having said that, Anting has indeed changed a lot. I can still understand your doubts."

A few days before the swearing-in ceremony on the 300th day of the Lunar New Year, Anting suddenly seemed like a different person.

Song Ci was a witness to all this, and was not surprised by the boy's questions.

Just when Anting thought that the other party was going to ask him about the reason for the huge changes in a short period of time, Song Ci changed the topic and said: "Although the changes are huge, I think it is very reasonable. You were like this when you were a child. Son, do you still remember when you followed me in the fourth grade of elementary school?"

"Ah...there is such a thing?"

An Ting really forgot.

When did you follow Song Ci?

"Pfft... At that time, I had just transferred back to the small town, experienced the death of my father, and followed my mother to a strange town alone. I was considered half a foreigner, and many children bullied me. He protected me and even followed me home for a while... It's a pity that it only lasted for three minutes and lasted for a while."

Hearing this, some fragments flashed through Anting's mind, but he could not fully think about it. Get up - it seems that there is such a thing. When Song Ci transferred back to another school, he had just lost his mother. I heard that the new transfer student had a similar experience, and it seemed that he had met her several times.

Seeing that the young man was a little distressed, Song Ci stretched out his hand, pinched Anting's cheek, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember. It's just that you can't remember, so that's why I explained what I said. That’s right!”

Even if I can’t remember the past, the deepest innocence in my heart is still there.

You can no longer remember the good things you have done, but it does not prevent you from still being a kind person.

An Ting suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci asked in confusion.

"I just suddenly discovered that Song Ci is actually a very gentle person."

Hearing this, Song Ci blushed a little, bit her lip, and said: "No. , Who told you, this stinky brother, to make me worry-free and make me become hypocritical!"

"Yes."

An Ting smiled even brighter.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and while there was no one on Bauhinia Street, the two of them let Naite roam freely while they played for a while on the basketball court in front of the ancestral hall.

After an intense workout, I go home drenched in sweat.

On the way back, under the yellowed street lights, Song Ci’s cheeks, nose, and neck were glowing with gleaming luster. He thought of one more thing and said, "An Ting, do you remember that you were in the third grade of junior high school?" Did you write anything in your time bag?"

When talking about human changes, it will naturally involve the time bag buried deep in the campus.

An Ting shook his head and said: "I forgot."

"Hey, really like you, you can forget everything about a year and a half ago. Clean." Song Ci was really helpless this time, with such a bad memory.

In fact.

Can’t blame Anting. For Song Ci, the time bag was buried a year and a half ago; for Anting, there was still a long period of time travel, about fifteen years ago .

“What about you?” Anting asked.

"I definitely remember what I wrote...but I probably won't dig it out."

Now it was the young man's turn to be stunned.

In his previous life, when Anting was 25 years old, that was the year when his hometown junior high school was digging for time treasures, a few days before the agreed date, he received a foreign text message from Song Ci—— Anting, do you want to go back to your alma mater together?

She took the initiative to invite Anting back to her alma mater.

At that time, Anting refused.

He had woken up at that time and no longer stood still. He was working hard in City A. He wanted to go back to his alma mater and see Song Ci, but he was afraid of facing the bloody past.

Just like that, moving towards the end of time, I hope the years will never look back.

In this way, he also missed the opportunity to meet Song Ci again.

Looking back now, Song Ci may not have wanted the time bag, but just wanted to see Anting.

The subtext at that time was, did you want to see me?

In her previous life, could this girl never let go of herself?

Whether it’s classmate friendship or anything else.

I really hate this feeling of hindsight...

"Hey, why are you staring at me without blinking?"
< br />Hearing the voice of sixteen-year-old Song Ci, Anting's thoughts returned and he asked: "Why don't you plan to dig it out?"

"Because...that is a wish that is not intended to be realized." Song Ci smiled awkwardly and said.

No matter how close people are, they will leave some private space for each other. Anting did not ask the question and just said: "If you don't plan to dig it out, then I will dig it out!"
< br />This time, he will definitely keep the appointment, keep the ten-year appointment.

Although Anting’s decision was firm, in Song Ci’s view, this bad guy just wanted to expose his secrets, “Bad guy, you even forgot what you wrote, but you went to poach me. Tips!"

Be a human being, Anting!

Anting did not explain, and said in a huff, "Yeah, yeah, if you don't want me to see your secrets, then come with me to dig up."

"Hey, I really can't do anything about you, let's go together... but..."

"But what?"

"It's so far away..."

While speaking, Song Ci looked into the night sky.

According to the rules of the school, the time bag is dug out after ten years. It has only been one and a half years ago, and there are still eight and a half years left. By then, what kind of person will we become? Such a person.

We are only sixteen years old now.

What will it be like when you are 25 years old?

Perhaps because he was aware of the girl's uneasiness and fear about the future, Anting did not hold hands, but just held the rope of the nipple together, and looked forward: "It doesn't matter, no matter what the future holds, we will always be there. ."

The boy is so gentle.

However, Song Ci couldn't stand the young man's gentleness and was confused about his style, so he said: "I don't want to be with you in the future, you bastard."

"Yes, yes, yes."

I don’t know why.

Anting was originally a little afraid of change, but now he is not afraid anymore.

　……

　Anyway.

The minor commercial conflicts have come to an end for the time being.

While Anting was enjoying the National Day holiday, he was watching Gu Xueli's competition program on the TV. It was a good leisure time for the time being.

However.

The problem came quickly.

Although Anting can directly communicate with Zhang Jing, Chuan Ge, Zhou Rui and He Yi, the amount of information is too large and it is still difficult to deal with it.

He urgently needs another personal assistant.

It’s a Wednesday during the National Day holiday, I don’t know the specific date.

Night.

Out of habit, Gu Xueli dialed Anting's number. The moment the call was connected, both of them laughed.

　“Hey, hey, hey, I’m the favorite to win the championship, why are you still calling me?”

“Well...I’m used to it.”

Every Wednesday, this is the day when Anting and Gu Xueli make regular work reports. Since Gu Xueli participated in the competition, she has stopped reporting by default.

It was probably the National Day holiday and the program crews were all on holiday. Gu Xueli had nothing to do. Out of habit, she accidentally pressed the dial button.

This woman is a sad tool, domesticated too well by teenagers.

At this moment, Anting suddenly felt relieved - luckily she took the initiative to participate in "Super Singing", otherwise, if she continued to be domesticated like this, she would lose herself.

Of course, I am still a little reluctant to give up.

A brief silence.

Gu Xueli chuckled, broke the jar and said, "No, I didn't submit my resignation. I am still your personal assistant in name only!"

Hearing this, An Ting smiled, "So, do you want to do a work summary for me?"

"No! I'm on leave!"

For a while.

The phone was filled with laughter from the two of them.