hird floor, motionless for an entire night. His once sturdy frame was now gaunt. 。Therefore, Sister Cui was reluctant to let outside affairs bother him. She handled everything she could for him, but w...Ting Lan had a moment of daze, as if some very distant memories were popping up in her mind, but they vanished just as quickly, leaving her unable to grasp them.

It's been a long time, but Lu Kuo's enthusiasm remains as strong as ever.

Next to Zhuo Yu'an seemed a little aloof, walking behind Lu Kuo.

He flew back in time for Christmas to attend this exhibition that wasn't really related to his company's business. He even brought Lu Kuò along to lighten the mood. He was still wondering if all of this was worthwhile.

But, just looking at her from afar like this, all those restless and turbulent thoughts that would occasionally pop up in my mind while I was abroad instantly disappeared, calmed down, and everything felt worthwhile.

Listening handed him a pen: "Are you Mr. Zhuo Please sign here."

She greeted him politely but distantly.

However, her two short sentences filled Zhuo Yu'an's heart, overflowing with fullness.

It had been a long time since they last spoke normally, other than during their first year of high school. For almost six years, she had barely looked his way, let alone spoken to him voluntarily.

Six years, it's been six years already.

He took the pen and wrote his name very seriously in the sign-in book, but he didn't write it in Chinese characters, but instead wrote the pinyin zhuoyuan.

It's a bit comical how he tries to evoke even a glimmer of familiarity with these few pinyin characters.

After signing, she reached out to take the pen from his hand. Her hands were fair and slender. When Zhuo Yu'an handed her the pen, it was both unintentional and intentional. He held onto it without immediately letting go, tugging at it with her.

Ting Lan looked up at him, puzzled.

Because she was wearing high heels, her height was almost at the tip of his nose.

As soon as she raised her eyes, Zhuo Yu'an seemed to fall into her bright gaze, instinctively holding his breath. They were very close, so close that he could see the fine hairs on her face.

He not only stopped breathing, but also lost his hearing.

Until Tinglan politely took the pen back from him and said, "Please come in."

All of his senses returned; the whole process lasted less than a minute.

Over the past few years, he has been abroad, with his studies and entrepreneurship taking up all his time and energy. To say that he missed her or loved her deeply would be impractical.

When will he think of her At some specific festivals, when the streets are full of festive atmosphere, his heart will suddenly sink, thinking that if she were by his side.

Sometimes, when chatting with Wang Yan and Wen Jian about their future lives, he wouldn't intentionally include her, but naturally, she was already part of those plans.

At this moment, he stood motionless at the registration desk, as Lan had already turned and busied herself with other matters.

"Need any help" he suddenly asked.

Tinglan turned back to him and hurriedly waved her hand: "No need, the exhibition has already started. You can just go in directly."

Unconsciously, I started using "you," which brought a sense of hierarchy and widened the distance between us.

Zuo Yu'an heard this name, it just sounded awkward.

"Listen, why are you being so stiff We're all old classmates," Lu Kuò laughed as he watched the scene unfold, always unseen.

Ting Lan was also affected by Lu Kuo's emotions and smiled faintly, "Because I'm working."

Zuo Yu'an saw her smile, and the heart that had been tense since their meeting finally relaxed a bit. He glanced at Lu Kuò.

Lu Kuo immediately understood:

"Tinglan, when you're done with work later, I'll treat you to a meal."

"We agreed on this, didn't we"

Tinglan's recent state is much more relaxed than before. Because her work and life are developing in a positive direction, the shadow of her family in the past is also gradually fading away. Therefore, she is not so resistant to Qining's classmates and therefore didn't refuse Lu Kuo.

As Lin Zhihe said, there's no harm in socializing and meeting more people.

This exhibition was hosted by their company, and as the largest domestic cooperation partner of this coding machine company, Shi Yan naturally had to give a speech on stage to give everyone a general introduction.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, graceful on stage, witty and humorous in his speech, with great personal charm.

After greeting the guests at the entrance, Tinglan also returned to the main exhibition area and stood aside, listening attentively to learn more about industry knowledge.

Lin Zhi's didn't come to work at the company today, so she asked him to take more pictures of her homeroom teacher. Tinglan cooperated and not only took pictures but also recorded videos and sent them to her.

Lin Zhixuan was holding his phone, frantically licking the screen: "Take more pictures, it's too far away, get closer."

Tinglan obediently walked a few steps forward and crouched at a short distance from the stage, diligently capturing photos from multiple angles.

Every time Lin Zhixuan finishes watching a photo or video, he sends over a long string of: "Ahhh!!!"

Listening to Lin Zhixuan's description, Tinglan couldn't help but laugh and clap her hands. She was so engrossed in laughing that when she stepped back, she bumped into the person behind her. Her foot accidentally stepped on the person's foot, causing her to stumble and almost fall.

The person behind her reached out and grabbed her arm, with a bit of force, steadying her.

"I'm sorry."

"Thanks!"

She hurriedly turned back, apologizing and thanking him again.

Because she was too close, she looked up and apologized, almost bumping the person behind her chin. Her arm was held, and her body pressed against another's.

He was all about her, throughout the entire event. His eyes were on her every move, and he couldn't stop smiling. He filmed every angle of the man onstage with genuine delight.

She was so engrossed in her photography, she hadn't realized how close she was. She stepped back a few paces and bumped right into him.

At this moment, holding onto her arm, he suddenly remembered the photo of a cafe that Lu Kuò had sent him two years ago. Back then, he thought her arms were so thin they seemed like they could break if he bent them.

It's winter now, and through their clothes, his palm fits perfectly around her arm.

It's not that he can't let go, but rather that he doesn't want to. There's a subtle, almost imperceptible forcefulness about him in the way he holds on.

Tinglan said again, "Thank you."

Then, his gaze fell upon his slightly pale hand, signaling him to let go.

"Are you steady" Zhu Yu'an asked in a low voice.

"Hmm," she nodded, wanting nothing more than to get away from him quickly. For some reason, he gave her a strong sense of pressure.

Although they are the same age, their auras are completely different due to their varying experiences and environments. He exudes the aura of a successful elite, while she appears like a rookie just entering the workforce.

Shi Yan's speech was nearing its end. Lin Zhifei noticed that for a while, Lan hadn't sent her any more videos. She started whining in WeChat.

Ting Lan felt embarrassed about running to the front again, so she stayed in the crowd and had to stand on her tiptoes, holding up her phone to continue taking pictures. After a few seconds, her hand started to ache.

At that moment, a hand reached down from above and snatched her phone.

"I'll help you."

Listening back, she saw Zhuo Yu'an holding her phone and easily taking pictures of Shi Yan in front. Today is a good day for indulgence.

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