Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 875 The Most Romantic Thing - Wet Green Shirt
When the sycamore trees on Jingyun Campus began to turn yellow and fall, she realized that it was November again.

November!

Opening the window, a gust of cool wind blows in with the rain.

It's raining again, this first winter rain, it's a bit cool, it's a little flustered, and it comes without warning, the original clear sky, overnight, suddenly, it rains.

The air washed by the light rain is a little cool and refreshing.

The fallen leaves of sycamore trees all over the ground, on the gray and white concrete road, are particularly gray and yellow.

From the window glass on the sixth floor, the ground on Wuyue Road is wet. Occasionally, the wind blows and shakes the leaves of a tree, falling on the umbrellas that pass by occasionally, a little sparse and lonely.

Suddenly, I remembered that November many years ago.

At that time, there was a lot of rain, and it was very heavy; at that time, the road was narrow and difficult to walk, and mud from a shoe was splashed in the muddy water of the pothole; at that time, there were many leaves, which were also very yellow. It fell a lot, and when it rained, it became wet all the way.

The rain in one place, the fallen leaves in one place, the crystal in one place, one season of winter, accompanied by her father, she walked through that rainy day and came to Principal Li's house, and then met Qianqian.

That girl who looks cold and stubborn at first glance, but is extremely kind, loves to laugh, has dreams, pursues and strives for progress!

Because of her appearance, she also has a small wish in her little heart. In the future, she will also go out of Liujia Village to see the outside world, and then return to Liujia Village with a lot of love, so that those who are with her Children like her also walked out of Liujia Village to see the wonderful world.

It's just that the current Qianqian doesn't seem to be the same as before, but it still has the image of the past.

Suddenly, many years have passed.

Turning around, he glanced at the smiling girl in the photo on the desk, opened the door and walked out.

Every weekend, Qianqian would go out and be alone.

She didn't know where Qianqian went.

If Qian Qian didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask.

Maybe it's a random walk, she thought like that, just like, she also walks casually on the campus on weekends or when there is no class, looking at the scenery everywhere, she feels very comforted.

Jingyun Normal University is far bigger, more beautiful, and richer than she imagined.

She likes it here.

Passing by the bookstore opposite Jingyun Normal University, I walked over habitually, looked through it casually, and found a familiar magazine——"Boys" inadvertently.

Long time no see!

I picked it up and looked through it, and found that it was the latest issue.

As if thinking of something suddenly, she opened the directory and read it line by line, she was relieved and a little excited.

Sure enough, there was Liu Ruixuan's name!

After looking and looking, and looking and looking, I suddenly remembered that the summer vacation in the first year of junior high school had come, and I remembered the fair boy sitting under the grape arbor, and I remembered the sad Qianqian many years ago, Also, Ouyang Fuqian who is sitting alone in front of the yellowed "Boys" magazine.

Tongtong thought for a while, bought the magazine, walked into the gate of Jingyun Normal University, and returned to the dormitory amidst the swaying leaves of the yellowed sycamore leaves.

This time, she wanted to tell Ouyang Fuqian that Liu Ruixuan was studying in Yunling Middle School, and he, like her, was still thinking about her.

She thought that Ouyang Fuqian would be happy, or if he chased her and asked a few words, then she would tell her that she wanted to talk a long time ago, but she couldn't find someone to say it.

But, unexpectedly, when seeing this magazine, Ouyang Fuqian, the grown-up Qianqian who always liked to smile lightly, suddenly burst into tears.

Is this the so-called cry of joy?
But, why does it look a little different?

I just feel that Ouyang Fuqian in front of me is not only not happy, but like a child who has been greatly wronged. The silent tears and sad expression are very similar to that summer vacation many years ago.

"I..." She was suddenly at a loss.

Just like many years ago, I had no choice but to gently hug her and wipe away the tears that could not be wiped away. Later, I didn't wipe it away at all, but just gently hugged Ouyang Fuqian, letting her tears flow away. wet his clothes.

After a long time, Ouyang Fu sniffed lightly, gently wiped away the tears on his face, and looked at Tongtong, "Thank you, Tongtong."

"I..." Tongtong patted Ouyang Fuqian's shoulder lightly, "Everything will be fine, look, the rain has stopped."

Ouyang Fuqian turned his head and looked out of the window.

From the balcony on the sixth floor, look out through the clear window glass.

The sky is light blue and sunny.

Tongtong gently took a tissue and touched the tears on Ouyang Fuqian's face.

"With you here, it's always sunny." Ouyang Fu looked at Tongtong with light eyes, and smiled gently to meet her.

It seems that since seeing Tongtong, there have been fewer rainy days in her life, and that gentle but not dazzling smile will warm her heart and give people a sense of security.

Tongtong was slightly startled, and then blinked: "I will always be with you, if you want."

Ouyang Fu paused, and gently leaned his head on Tongtong's shoulder: "Why would I not want to? We agreed, we will be friends for life."

Tongtong's originally raised hand froze for an instant, froze in mid-air.

It turned out that she was wrong.

The Qianqian in front of her, whether her surname is Ouyang or Su, whether she is shining brightly in front of others or sad alone, is still the friend she knew in childhood, and she still remembers their childhood promises!
"Qianqian," Tongtong called softly, put his hand on Ouyang Fuqian's shoulder, and patted it lightly, "I want to tell you something, Liu Ruixuan he..."

"I know." Ouyang Fu breathed a sigh of relief, "He is in the third year of Yunling Middle School, and his grades are very good. He is also a very good person."

"..." Tong Tong was startled, and looked at Ouyang Fu shallowly, "You?"

Qianqian actually knew?

She thought she didn't know.

Ah!When her eyes fell on the book in Ouyang Fuqian's hand, Tongtong suddenly smiled.

That's right, it's said in the book that Liu Rui was in the third year of Xuanyunling Middle School.

She, for a while, actually forgot.

"I saw him." Ouyang Fu sniffed slightly, straightened up, and looked out the window.

Tongtong was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly saw them all?

Then how much did she miss?After all, Ouyang Fuqian is not the same as before, all the worries are hidden in the bottom of her heart, and she solves them by herself.

Before, no.

The former Qianqian would smile and walk from behind, when she stopped to call Qianqian; the former Qianqian would also share little secrets with her, when Qianqian told her that her goal was to Admitted to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School.

At that time, Qianqian hoped that she would go too.

She smiled and said that she might not be able to go.She is not in good health and cannot be too far away.

At that time, Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, looked at her, and said with a smile, it's okay, she can take care of her.

Later, she found that Qianqian would always look into the classroom of the third grade intentionally or unintentionally, and then she knew that although there were only a few words about Liu Ruixuan, she clearly guessed that Qianqian came here The reason for studying may be related to that boy named Liu Ruixuan.

Because, when she saw Qianqian at that time seeing that boy, she would blush inadvertently.

However, Qianqian never said what kind of relationship they had, nor did she know.

She didn't understand until Xiaoshengchu.

That Su Qianqian traveled long distances to set an example for that boy named Liu Ruixuan who could be admitted to Jingyun No. [-] Middle School.

(End of this chapter)