Chapter Eight Hundred and Seven

In 2017, there was a good TV series called Hunting Field, starring Hu Ge. The original time and space was broadcast in December 2017, but this time and space did not know why, it was already broadcast at the beginning of the year.

In the past few days of Chinese New Year, Jiang Ting’s house is very lively. There is this TV series in the TV series, and there is a theme song sung by Yang Zongwei, which is very nice:

Lonely with long hair, as you look at me...

At this time, Zhou Yuwen had already come to the door with big bags and small bags of health products, knocked on the door, but when there was no movement, Zhou Yuwen knocked on the door again.

At this time, a familiar voice came: "Here we come."

After speaking, the door opened.

Yang Zongwei's "A Love Story" is also playing in the TV series in the living room:

this love

the girl i'm expecting

she is clear

how helpless

this love

past and present

....

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. There was only this soothing and quiet song in their ears. Compared with her four years ago, Jiang Ting had changed a lot. Although Jiang Ting was also beautiful four years ago, But shrewd and capable, with sharp eyes, no matter what she wants to be the first, no matter what she wants to dominate others, what belongs to her must be hers. Give people a kind of arrogance in their bones.

For Jiang Ting, Jiang Ting was unwilling to recall the four years ago. She was such an excellent girl but everything changed when she met Zhou Yuwen. Crying in front of the door, forcing Zhou Yuwen to say that he loves himself, and begging Zhou Yuwen not to leave him, that may be youth, the youth that he least wants to recall, the most embarrassing youth.

Today's Jiang Ting is wearing a black bottoming shirt and a plain cape to add to her temperament, and her lower body is wearing dark waist jeans. Because she has been exercising for a long time, Jiang Ting's figure She has always been very good. After giving birth, her figure has developed a second time. The bottoming shirt is bulging, while the proportion of the lower body is coordinated, and the pair of long legs are straightened by the jeans.

Today's Jiang Ting, I don't know how to describe it. What is in her eyes is the gentleness that does not compete with the world. She no longer has the vigor and sharpness of four years ago. It is the feeling of being indifferent to the world.

When the two looked at each other, the original smile on Zhou Yuwen's face suddenly froze, and he was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

When Jiang Ting saw Zhou Yuwen, there was a turmoil in her heart, and she was speechless for a while, seeing Zhou Yuwen holding a large and small bag of nutrition, Jiang Ting gave Zhou Yuwen a gentle smile: "Would you like to see my dad? "

"Ah, um, yes." Zhou Yuwen hesitated, he never expected to meet Jiang Ting here, he was a little guilty and dared not go to see Jiang Ting, and he didn't know why.

Zhou Yuwen had a lot of girlfriends in college, but Jiang Ting was probably the one who hurt the most. Thinking about it now, she was really naive at that time, including Zhou Yuwen who was born again, who was also very naive.

"Tingting, who's here?" Seeing that Jiang Ting had been blocking the door, Song Qian hugged Zhou Xiaoyu curiously and came over. When she saw Zhou Yuwen, she couldn't help frowning: "It's you? What are you doing here?"

"Auntie," Zhou Yuwen couldn't say anything, he could only say, "I'll bring something for uncle, come here."

Zhou Yuwen just stuffed things into Jiang Ting and wanted to run away, it was so embarrassing, ex-girlfriend whom I hadn't seen in four years!

Oh shit!

Zhou Yuwen turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Ting said from behind, "Come in and sit for a while?"

Zhou Yuwen was taken aback, then turned to look at Jiang Ting.

Seeing Jiang Ting nodding at Zhou Yuwen, Song Qian was a little displeased, and wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Jiang Ting.

Zhou Yuwen was sure that Jiang Ting really wanted to sit for a while, hesitated for a while, and said, "That's fine."

After entering the room, Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Yuwen with big watery eyes. At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu was only three years old and had only watched Zhou Yuwen's movies, and Jiang Ting said that this was her father.

So I blurted it out in the mall, but when Jiang Ting found out about it when she came back, she told Zhou Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, can't daddy know when I see this person in the future?"

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't understand, but Jiang Ting said that she was playing a game. You have to listen to your mother so that your mother can take you to find your father, you know?

The talented and intelligent Zhou Xiaoyu blinked, and could only listen to Jiang Ting's orders.

After Zhou Yuwen entered the room, Song Qian hugged Zhou Xiaoyu and went upstairs, as if she was afraid that Zhou Yuwen would snatch Zhou Xiaoyu away. Zhou Yuwen was also staring at Zhou Xiaoyu. She always felt that Zhou Xiaoyu looked like herself. Damn it, Song Baizhou didn't really sleep with Jiang Akane doesn't want to admit it?

Damn, there is an extra sister for no reason.

Jiang Ting was tall and slender, she didn't seem to have given birth at all, she was dressed in black, and her figure was really slim due to the bottoming shirt. After entering the room, Jiang Ting poured Zhou Yuwen a glass of water.

"My dad just went out and will be back soon. It may have to wait a while." Jiang Ting said to Zhou Yuwen with a smile.

Zhou Yuwen took the water glass: "Well, it's fine."

Jiang Ting smiled charmingly at Zhou Yuwen, but the two were like strangers. Once upon a time, the two were very close, but at this time they couldn't speak a word.

Zhou Yuwen sat on the sofa cautiously, and Jiang Ting stood there, seemingly having nothing to say. Jiang Ting walked to the bookcase and casually took out a book and flipped through it. It was an English version of "Byron's Poems". Jiang Ting Ting leaned against the bookshelf, with her feet casually close together. She wore dark jeans with a pair of long legs and a pair of black leather Martin boots. She just leaned there, holding a book in one hand, and her hair was messed up. Her fair cheeks drooped and hit the leaf of the book.

Jiang Ting turned to a page, which was "The Passing of Spring" by Byron. Seeing this poem, the corners of Jiang Ting's mouth began to rise slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

Zhou Yuwen took a sip of water over there, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhou Yuwen took out his phone and looked over there, never thought that Jiang Ting would be here, otherwise Zhou Yuwen would definitely not come, what Zhou Yuwen is thinking now is that he should find a reason to leave Slip is.

"If I should see you, after long years."

At this time, Jiang Ting opened her mouth and read Byron's "The Passing of Spring". She read a sentence first, and then looked up at Zhou Yuwen. Zhou Yuwen looked at Jiang Ting curiously at the same time, but Jiang Ting smiled at Zhou Yuwen and continued reading:

"How should I greet, with tears, with silence."

If I see you again after many years,

How should I face you?

to silence?

With tears?

After Jiang Ting finished reading the poem, she just looked at Zhou Yuwen with a smile on her face. Zhou Yuwen didn't know how to answer, she was silent for a long time, and asked, "How are you all these years?"

"I'm fine."

"Well, that's fine."