Gu Xijue's "Warm Love" Collection

Chapter 64 Full of My Love for You (3)
I remember when I was young

When Wei Yu was in high school, he was a very frail No. [-] scholar. He was very good at studying. He was a legendary top student. He just suffered from sports and could not achieve all-round development. However, he always "liked" to be crowded with a large group of muscular friends. Play together, even if you can't keep up.

A buddy asked: "Wei Yu, you don't like basketball, you get out of breath every time you play, why bother? Why bother? Forget it, play the violin, bro, I won't laugh at you."

It is said that Young Master Xu snorted coldly at that time, "Didn't that fellow Gu Qingxi say he likes sporty men?"

After that, the second year of high school was divided into liberal arts and science classes. Before the class was divided, I received a letter and wrote: "Read Li, Read Li, Read Li, Read Li!"

I thought it was a curse letter.

So he read the text in disbelief.

In this way, Wei Yu and I parted ways in terms of literature and science.

But we have always maintained a pure male-female relationship...

When I was a sophomore in high school, my bicycle broke down once, so Li Yu drove me home.I was going back to my hometown that day, and the road was relatively long.

On a day in November, when I rode a bicycle in light rain, the hair on my neck was wet, and I felt very distressed.But at that time, in that era, the mentality was so upright.Wei Yu and I are legitimate male and female classmates, and it is already out of line to let him drive me.I feel distressed all the way, and worry all the way in my heart, what should I say if I meet an acquaintance on the way home?
In the end, I met a neighbor aunt who was doing farm work in the rapeseed field on the way. She saw me from a distance and called out: "Qingxi, school is over!"

At that time, I kept thinking silently: "We are just classmates, we are just classmates..."

So as soon as I heard someone greet us, I immediately yelled back: "Auntie, he and I are just male and female classmates. My car broke down and he took me home." Then I thought I was very smart to change the subject and say One sentence, "Auntie, you grow rapeseed."

The aunt came over with a meaningful "oh", and didn't know whether "oh" was planting rapeseed or "oh" was just a classmate.

Then, after riding for a short distance, the person in front said: "She just asked you if school is over? Why are you talking so much...useless?" That "useless" is very meaningful when I think about it now what.

"..." I blushed for the first time.

Then Wei Yu smiled and muttered: "Growing rapeseed? You are really rapeseed (talented)."

"..."

Sometimes I feel that Wei Yu speaks very directly, and sometimes I feel that she is too reserved.

I have an email address that was registered a long time ago, probably when I was in high school.

After graduating from high school, I no longer needed it, and gradually forgot about it.

Then, several years later, I wanted to use my mailbox to register things. I had already used the two I usually use, and it took me a long time to remember the old mailbox that I hadn’t used for many years.

When I went in, I saw nearly a hundred unread emails in the mailbox, all of which were from abroad.

Xu Weiyu never asked, nor mentioned.

I spent a day reading through the nearly one hundred emails, and then saved them one by one.

This person is really boring to a certain extent.

Now, looking back on the greenest years in the past, although it was short, it was particularly moving.

I remember that when I was young, you loved to chat and I loved to laugh. One time we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was blowing in the forest and birds were singing, and we fell asleep somehow.

I remember that when I was young, I didn’t know love or love. I just walked back and forth under the parasol tree, and the rain rustled on the treetops. We looked at each other and smiled foolishly.

I remember that when I was young, I didn’t know how to separate or get together. There was a kind of distance that was far away. I couldn’t blow the wind from your place.

(End of this chapter)