i don't miss you very much

Chapter 1

"very handsome!"

"Yeah, he looks so good-looking! Who is this, Lin Bai?"

"It can't be your boyfriend, right?" A female colleague elbowed Lin Bai and laughed teasingly.

"No." Lin Bai blushed and looked at his colleagues around him, and said shyly, "It was the owner of the bookstore next to my school when I was in high school."

"No way, the owner of the bookstore is so young and so good-looking!" The female colleagues around the circle burst into surprise, and whispered to each other in disbelief.

"Yeah," Lin Bai looked at the photo, couldn't help curling up his mouth, and said a little shyly, "He is the most beautiful person I have ever met."

"Yo~ that's it!" The colleagues covered their mouths, laughing and teasing Lin Bai.

"Mr. Yang is here, everyone go back to your desk." Someone with sharp eyes spotted Mr. Yang approaching first, and quickly reminded the crowd in a circle.Everyone hurriedly dispersed.

Lin Bai glanced at Yang Mo who was walking over, hurriedly inserted the photo into the folder on the table, and then pretended to look at the computer seriously.

Slow and firm footsteps approached little by little, and finally stopped in front of Lin Bai's desk.

From the corner of her eye, Lin Bai could see the pair of polished leather shoes standing in front of her desk. Her hand holding the mouse trembled slightly, but she still looked at the data on the computer as if nothing had happened.

"Give me the file." A cold and distant voice.

Lin Bai's face turned red all of a sudden, she only had this photo of Qingwu, if her colleague Wu Yingying hadn't accidentally seen it, and made a fuss of calling all the female colleagues to see Qingwu, she would not be willing to show the photo to others.She remembered the last time Xiao Zhang brought the photos of his wife's childhood to everyone, and was accidentally discovered by the general manager. The general manager mercilessly tore up the photos and gave Xiao Zhang a warning, and she was terrified.

She slightly raised her eyes to glance at Yang Mo, only to see him standing there coldly, with a trace of impatience in his brows.She lowered her eyes, cheered herself up secretly, and made up her mind not to give the photo to Yang Mo.

She was about to stand up when she heard Yang Mo's impatient voice: "Zhang Yiluo, where are the documents?"

Zhang Yiluo, who was sitting next to Lin Bai, stood up immediately, and stammered, "Here...here, Mr. Yang."

"En." Yang Mo looked at Zhang Yiluo indifferently, "Send it here." Turning around and leaving, clear footsteps knocked on the marble floor.

Lin Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned on the back of the chair somewhat relaxed.

Zhang Yiluo hurried towards Yang Mo with the documents in his arms, but accidentally touched Lin Bai's seat when he passed by, and brought all the documents on Lin Bai's desk to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'll pack it up for you right away." Zhang Yiluo bowed down apologetically and apologized, squatting down to pack up the documents on the ground.

Lin Bai ignored him, she watched the photo float out of the document the moment the document fell to the ground, spun gracefully in the air, and then slid towards Yang Mo.

She stood up abruptly, driving the chair to make a loud noise, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around her, and walked quickly towards the place where the photo landed with a pale complexion.

She stared at the photo, with only one thought in her mind, and that was to retrieve it.Just when she was about to touch the photo, a hand picked it up faster than her.

It was a beautiful hand with well-defined bones, long fingers, and neatly trimmed nails.She raised her head, looked at Yang Mo's handsome and indifferent face, and reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth: "Mr. Yang..."

Yang Mo didn't respond to her, but just stared at the photo expressionlessly, his eyes dim.

The second hand was "tick-tock-tick", in the silent air, beating Lin Bai's heart again and again.In the air-conditioned office, it seemed to be getting stuffy.

"Take it well." Yang Mo handed the photo to Lin Bai, and said flatly, "Don't drop it on the ground again."

"Yes." Lin Bai took the photo with his head down, and only looked at Yang Mo's back when he was far away, calming down a little.

In the clean and bright coffee shop, cheerful melodies of piano music danced vigorously.At the table by the window, there were two handsome men sitting facing each other.

"What do you want me for?" Gong Xuan smiled gently, his obsidian-like eyes shining brightly.

"Second brother," Yang Mo hesitated, different from his indifference in front of ordinary people. A faint confusion appeared on his face, and he looked at Gong Xuan with his black eyes covered with a layer of water vapor. Isn't there Xiao Junzheng?"

Gong Xuan's gentle eyes became sharp for a moment, but they were well concealed. He looked out of the window and said softly but firmly, "No."

"Really..." Yang Mo lowered his head in disappointment, "You all said that there is no such person as Xiao Junzheng, but I clearly remember him." He clearly remembered the indifference of that person when he was ridiculed by him, and the indifference when he was provoked by him. Smile, remember... remember that inexplicable kiss... From the age of seven to 19, he has been living in his life vividly and never left.

Gong Xuan turned his head, looked at Yang Mo's lacquered eyes that seemed to be blurred, sighed slightly in his heart, but still smiled: "Why do you suddenly think of him again?"

As if he still remembered that rainy night seven years ago, the boy ran to his residence in the middle of the night in the rain, his always indifferent face could only collapse, he grabbed his sleeves tightly, his dark eyes were filled with rain or tears: "Second Brother, They said there was no Junzheng Xiao, they all said there was no Junzheng Xiao, how could there be no Junzheng Xiao! Second brother, tell me, there is Junzheng Xiao! There is Junzheng Xiao! Second brother, tell me, tell me..."

At the end of the memory, the young man fell to his knees on the ground, crying loudly, repeating over and over again in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Junzheng... Xiao Junzheng... Xiao Junzheng..."

Over and over again until I passed out in front of myself.And at that time, there was nothing he could do but look at him silently.

"I saw a photo." The corners of Yang Mo's lips curled up slightly, but his brows and eyes darkened a bit, "Second brother, can you believe it, the person in the photo looks exactly like Xiao Junzheng."

"Yang Mo, that's just..."

"I know!" Yang Mo interrupted Gong Xuan's words, "You say Xiao Junzheng doesn't exist, he's just my hallucination caused by those things back then. But, I really can't believe it."

He smiled lightly, looked at Gong Xuan, and said, "I don't believe that those memories are really just my fantasy.

"Even if everyone says that, I don't believe it.

"I'm going to find him."

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In the yang of Qingshan, there is a county called Qingyang.There is a key high school in the county called Qingyang Middle School.Next to Qingyang Middle School, there is a bookstore called Qingyang Bookstore.The owner of the bookstore is called Qing Wu.

Because there is no school, the streets are empty, and most of the shops on both sides of the road are closed.Yang Mo looked through the car window, there was a small bookstore on the left side of the street, the shop was not big, but it was full of books.There is a counter on the left side of the store, and there is a young man in a white shirt reading at the desk.

It's just a simple silhouette, even a little blurred because of the distance, but it feels so familiar to Yang Mo, so familiar that it seems to touch him again through time.

Yang Mo suddenly felt that he was a little hypocritical, and smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at the blue sky outside the window, he suddenly didn't know why he came here.

Why are you here on vacation?Why did you come to this person?he asked himself.It's not that I haven't verified it, my good friends since childhood, and my professors and classmates in the university all said that there is no such person as Xiao Junzheng.Why do I persist in believing that this person exists and not just a phantom?

Seven years ago, Gu Cheng committed suicide, his father was imprisoned and executed, and he was even sent to the hospital for treatment due to a mental breakdown.After I came out, I forgot many things, but I still remembered bits and pieces about that man.Every frown and smile seems to be engraved in my heart.However, when I mentioned that person inadvertently occasionally, the people around me were surprised to say that there was no such person at all.I searched everywhere for verification, and after getting the same answer, I gradually let go.

If it wasn't for that photo, I'm afraid I would have forgotten it long ago.

People's feelings are really subtle. Before seeing him, Yang Mo thought a lot about what he should say after seeing him, but when he was within reach, he suddenly didn't dare to go forward.

This is probably what people call cowardice.

He quietly looked at the man who was serious about studying, and suddenly smiled in relief.What was attached to in the past suddenly collapsed after seeing that man with his own eyes.What is there to be attached to, whether it is an illusion or not, he has lived well these years, why bother to disturb the tranquility of life now?

Except for that kiss, he and him were originally incompatible.Or rather, he alone, resentment towards him.

With the windows rolled up, the big black Benz drove away from the street quietly, as silently as when it came.

In the distance, the young man who was studying at his desk raised his head, looked at Da Ben who was gradually going away, and smiled faintly.His lips parted slightly, and only the swallows occasionally stopped on the wire could hear the inaudible voice——

Yang Mo.

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