"Um...what else?" Jiang Xiangyang thought, what are they if they are not high school classmates? Is it the object of your crush? Even if you die, you can't say this in front of the Secretary-General.
"Have you forgotten that we have been sitting at the same table for more than a year?" Song Jia said with a half-smile, "There are so many high school classmates, but not many of us can sit at the same table?"
Jiang Xiangyang coughed and thought Song Jia was going to say something. "Yes, this is my former high school classmate." Jiang Xiangyang continued to introduce.
"Really? Then you should have a good relationship in high school." Jin Xiangyu said as if he suddenly understood.
"Uh... not bad, not bad." Jiang Xiangyang glared hard at Jin Xiangyu, asking what do you want to do?
"Yes." Song Jia said in a faint tone, "When I was in high school, Xiangyang and I often went to the school supermarket together. Xiangyang would bring me whatever I wanted to eat. Unfortunately, due to some reasons, Change seats, otherwise..."
Song Jia didn't finish what he said later, but Jiang Xiangyang clearly felt the man standing next to him straighten his body.
Sensing that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the three of them, Jiang Xiangyang quickly smoothed things over and said, "That happened so many years ago, I don't even remember it.
"Really? I can still remember those things in the past. After all, the feelings in high school are the purest and most memorable." When Song Jia spoke, she did not look at Jiang Xiangyang, but looked straight at her. He said while staring at the man standing next to him.
"Um... I have a bit of a bad memory. Now that I'm busy with work, my memory is even worse." Jiang Xiangyang rubbed his temples, why was his head buzzing now.
Hearing Jiang Xiangyang's words, Song Jia lowered her head and smiled, then seemed to remember something. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Xiangyang and asked: "Xiang Yang, next week I made an appointment with a few classmates to go to the hospital to see the high school teacher. Teacher Wang, I heard that she is seriously ill and is hospitalized, do you want to go with her?"
"What's wrong with Teacher Wang?" Jiang Xiangyang was surprised when he heard the news. Although I didn’t have much contact with my high school teachers and classmates after graduating from high school, one thing I have to say is that Teacher Wang was pretty good to me when I was in high school and cared about me both in study and life. Jiang Xiangyang felt uncomfortable when he suddenly heard Song Jia say that Teacher Wang was seriously ill and was hospitalized.
"I heard it was stomach cancer. I don't know the specific situation. I heard Sun Yu say it at the last class reunion. He is related to Teacher Wang and knows a little bit about her condition," Song Jia explained. He said, then glanced at the man standing next to Jiang Xiangyang, and then said: "Last time we had dinner, I was just reminiscing about the past and forgot about this matter."
What happened to Song Jia? Why should I not mention which pot? Jiang Xiangyang glanced at Jin Xiangyu who was standing next to him. Fortunately, he already knew about this. At this moment, Jin Xiangyu had a smile on his face and looked like he was listening carefully to the two of them reminiscing about the past.
"Really? But I happen to have something to do next week, so you go ahead and I'll find another chance to go." Jiang Xiangyang shook his head. Although I also want to see Teacher Wang's situation, I can't say that I want to go with Song Jia now.
"How about I talk to Sun Yu and the others about changing the time and waiting for you to go together?" Song Jia said unwillingly.
"Mr. Song, if Xiangyang has something to do next week, I won't waste your time. I will accompany her then." Jin Xiangyu put his hand on Jiang Xiangyang's shoulder and said nonchalantly.
"Mr. Jin, Xiangyang and I were classmates in high school. Although we haven't seen each other in these years, I know her character best. Teacher Wang was very good to her in high school. I guess I feel uncomfortable hearing this news, right? Xiangyang ." Song Jia curled up the corner of her mouth and said in a bad tone.
"You don't have to worry about it, I will arrange it myself." Jin Xiangyu snorted coldly. What kind of character do you know best? A kid in high school knows nothing about it. It happened more than ten years ago, so who cares.
"Song Jia, we have something to do tonight, let's go first." Jiang Xiangyang listened to Jin Xiangyu's stiff words and quickly tugged on the man's sleeve.
"Okay, let's see you next time." Song Jia nodded.
Seeing Song Jia walking away, Jiang Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief. If the three of them continue talking, I don’t know what the conversation will turn into?
"Everyone has left, what are you still looking at? How about calling him back and we can continue chatting?" Jin Xiangyu said with a threatening tone as he watched Jiang Xiangyang stare at Song Jia's leaving figure.
"How can that be possible? I have to go home for dinner. Let's leave quickly." Jiang Xiangyang looked at the man's cold eyes and coaxed.
"Don't you often go to the supermarket with him? Why are you in a hurry to go home when you are with someone else? Is this supermarket difficult to visit? Or is it because you are not interested because of the wrong person?" Jin Xiangyu frowned. He was not busy with high school studies. ? There is still time to go to the supermarket.
Jiang Xiangyang looked at Jin Xiangyu's unreasonable appearance in amusement, and continued to coax: "Aren't we afraid that you, the old man, will be hungry? Besides, the school supermarket is only a small place, so it's not fun to go shopping with you."
"When will we meet next time?" Although Jin Xiangyu knew that Jiang Xiangyang didn't have any feelings for Song Jia now, he still had a grudge about the two high school affairs. Otherwise, why would Jiang Xiangyang keep that photo?
"Huh? What's the next meeting?" Jiang Xiangyang didn't come over for a while. What was Jin Xiangyu talking about. Suddenly I remembered that when Song Jia left just now, he seemed to have said goodbye next time. Damn it, why is the secretary-general so pretentious?
"No, no." Jiang Xiangyang quickly shook his head, hugged the man's waist, walked to a deserted corner of the supermarket, stood on tiptoes, pulled off the man's mask, and kissed the corner of the man's mouth comfortingly.
When Jiang Xiangyang was about to leave, Jin Xiangyu pulled him back into his arms forcefully and deepened the kiss. Jiang Xiangyang thought to himself that this was a supermarket and someone might come over at any time. He shrank back and was hugged tightly by Jin Xiangyu, who bit Jiang Xiangyang's lower lip like punishment.
"Ahem..." A middle-aged couple who were shopping in the supermarket happened to come to this corner to buy some daily necessities. They quickly stopped when they saw the two kissing in the corner, "Today's young people..."
Listening to the footsteps of the two people walking away, Jiang Xiangyang buried his head in Jin Xiangyu's arms like an ostrich and said complainingly: "It's all you."
"Why is it me? You were the one who kissed me first." Jin Xiangyu looked at Jiang Xiangyang's shy look, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, took Jiang Xiangyang's hand, and said in a pleasant tone: "Let's go , let’s finish dinner first.”
