Reunion 1

  Nie Zhiyan saw Lu Yiheng again at their high school classmate's wedding.

  The sunshine that day was exceptionally brilliant, dazzling to the point of being unable to open one's eyes.

  Nie Zhiyan was late because she encountered a traffic jam on the road. When she arrived, the host had already stood on the stage to give a speech.

  The atmosphere in the hall was lively, the bride and groom exchanged rings, then made a promise to each other, swearing to love only one voice.

  Nie Zhi stood quietly at the entrance of the auditorium, looking at them on stage, and smiled slightly.

  She never thought they would get married when she was in high school.

  The groom and bride were her high school classmates. The groom's name is Cheng Dong, the bride's name is Duan Jiayan, and the bride was one of her few good friends in high school.

  Nie Zhiyan vaguely remembered that they seemed to have been admitted to the same university, and at that time they were not very close, but unexpectedly, the four years of college led them into the palace of marriage.

  After the ceremony ended, Duan Jiayan and Cheng Dong were about to step down to toast when Duan Jiayan suddenly saw her standing at the door.

  Duan Jiayan was visibly excited, still holding the microphone in her hand. In her excitement, the three words "Nie Zhiyan" spread to every corner of the auditorium through the microphone.

  Nie Zhen's words instantly became the focus of the entire auditorium.

  She felt a moment of awkwardness, but it passed quickly.

  The bride had run up to her, wearing a white wedding dress, with the hem of her skirt fluttering, exceptionally beautiful.

  "I said it, I said it! I didn't think you'd really come back, I'm so happy!" The bride excitedly hugged her.

  Nie Zhiyan smiled and said, "I received your email and came back. Jiayan, Cheng Dong, bless you."

  Cheng Dong looked up and down at Nie Zhiyan, saying slowly: "Nie Zhiyan, you've finally deigned to fly back from a thousand miles away?"

  "Yes, you married a woman with a big face, so I had to fly back." Nie Zhiyan's smile deepened.

  Duan Jiayan pulled her over and sat down, and there were two empty seats at the table where their classmates were sitting.

  The whole table was full of high school classmates, plus Nie Zhiyan, making a total of five girls and four boys.

  Everyone who saw Nie Zhiyun greeted her, and she responded to each of them with an attitude that was neither too enthusiastic nor too indifferent, just right.

  Cheng Dong called out and asked: "Where's Yiheng?"

  "He's gone to the restroom," Chen Xiao Ruo thought for a moment, looked at Nie Zhi Yan with a smile and replied: "He was startled by Jia Yan's sudden loud shout and spilled the wine on the table."

  Nie's words trailed off, but then he heard Chen Xiao continue, "No, he's back."

  Nie Zhi's words made him subconsciously turn his head and look back.

  A black suit tailored his figure to be even more slender and tall, the former boy seemed to have grown into a mature and wise man in an instant, with a clear and cold aura between his eyebrows.

  Nie Zhiyan suddenly felt that this person, she had never known before.

  He walked step by step in this direction, the smile at the corner of his lips was no longer so bright and sunny, but instead had a few more silent sneers.

  He sat down in his seat, glanced at her slightly and said: "Miss Nie, long time no see."

  Older sister?

  Nie Zhiyan was taken aback, but in just seven years, time had made them strangers to such an extent.

  She forced a smile and omitted the greeting, seemingly unintentionally replying: "Long time no see."

  Cheng Dong pulled the bride over to toast, Chen Xiao smiled and pulled her down to sit, her position was right across from Lu Yiheng.

  Fortunately, everyone was classmates, and it had been a long time since they saw each other. There were many things to talk about, and they quickly became familiar with each other.

  Nie spoke very little, and Lu also didn't say much, occasionally whispering a few words to the classmates around him.

  The topic somehow turned to the issue of the deskmate.

  Du Hang slapped his forehead and suddenly said: "Ah, come to think of it, our table just happens to have two people who were deskmates. Didn't you and Yi Heng sit together in high school?"