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Gu Zhi stuttered: "No, no -"

Seemingly amusing the other person, the man chuckled: "My name is Jiang Xiujin, what's yours?"

Suddenly Gu Zhi calmed down and she smiled softly: "My name is Gu Zhi."

The wind blew the hems of their clothes, and the scene looking at each other seemed like they were back to the day they first met.

They added each other's contact information, and their affection for each other increased steadily. They reluctantly separated until the man was going to class.

As he drove absentmindedly, Gu Tao looked confused: "I made an appointment with him for you, why didn't you go to the appointment? He even accused me of it!"

Gu Zhicai remembered this incident and said with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, my sister had something to do and didn't go today."

When Gu Tao heard this, she immediately waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I just said a word. If you have something to do, I will naturally take your own business first."

After understanding, Gu Zhi smiled and said, "I'll treat you to your favorite food tomorrow?"

Gu Tao thought about it for a moment. There was no class tomorrow, and immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, it's a deal."

Gu Zhi smiled: "Then don't stay in bed. Staying in bed will save you one dish."

Gu Tao wailed: "What the hell!"

Gu Zhi pursed his lips and smiled, and the car returned home quickly.

At noon the next day, as soon as Gu Zhi got dressed and opened the door, she saw Gu Tao standing at her door with an excited look on her face.

Seeing her opening the door, she looked excited: "Let's go! I can't wait!"

Gu Zhi said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll get my bag."

Driving to the restaurant where Gu Tao often ate, she sat down in her seat, feeling a little absent-minded.

Gu Tao didn't pay attention, her sister Gu Zhi had always been like this.

Looking at the busy street outside the window, Gu Zhi frowned.

She looked at the street carefully and felt a little familiar.

Fragments of fragments flashed through her mind, and she rubbed her eyebrows. Gu Tao noticed it, and quickly put down her food with concern on her face: "Sister? You haven't rested, okay?"

Gu Zhi shook his head: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, don't worry."

Gu Tao felt relieved after hearing what she said and nodded: "Yes, you are a doctor yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and joined the food army. Gu Zhishi smiled and shook his head, turned back and started eating, without looking at the street again.

After having enough wine and food, Gu Zhi asked Gu Tao: "Where else do you want to go?"

Gu Tao chuckled: "A brand called Zhishang has recently emerged. I heard it's pretty good. Do you want to check it out? It's right across the street from this store."

Gu Zhi heard this and agreed happily: "Okay."

Then the two appeared at the door of the store.

Looking at Zhishang's familiar style, Gu Zhi frowned, and the pain in his mind became more and more obvious.

Gu Tao's worried eyes, Zhi Shang's clothing style, and someone's faint smile overlapped in front of her, making her dizzy.

The scene was frozen, a wave of water rippled, and Gu Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

The sound of ticking machines in her ears made her feel a little dazed.

She, what's wrong?

"Twig."

There was excitement and strong longing in the man's voice.

Gu Zhi was stunned. She looked over and saw a man with long hair and unshaven beard.

His eyes were red, and there was a light she was familiar with in his eyes.

Gu Zhi suddenly remembered and tears overflowed involuntarily.

She choked: "Xiu Jin——"

Finally, the man couldn't control his excitement and embraced her.

The two hugged each other, and the sound of the ticking machine in their ears became extremely pleasant.

Outside the glass window, there were tears in the eyes of the three grown-up children.

They looked at the two people embracing each other and felt extremely peaceful in their hearts.

(End of the article)

It’s finally over. The story itself is very imaginary. I haven’t actually written an outline. I just rely on the author’s brain to think about it. I’m a little tired. I feel sorry for the readers who supported me. I also learned a lesson. I will definitely improve the details and plot in the next book. I won't make the same mistakes again. Thank you for reading.