Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 311
Ok?
Xia Yang blinked slightly.

What does the right eyelid twitch suddenly, what does it mean?
Glancing at Zhu Yan who was hugging her, wow, her hair is so black.

Suddenly I remembered Liu Tianwang's ad slogan: The lover of my dreams has long black and beautiful hair.

Xia Yang blinked his eyes, then carefully lowered his head again, his hair smells so good.

Even if Zhu Yan didn't have long black and beautiful hair, she was still his dream lover.

It's really a girl who has changed so much that he almost can't recognize her.

Hey, someone must be scolding him, the right eyelid is twitching like a fight.

Xia Yang shook his head left and right, glanced around, and found that five or six girls not far away were professionally eating tofu and watching a show.

On the other side, huh?
Xia Yang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, the boss and the boss's wife were staring at him, looking like an enemy who saw it clearly and was extremely jealous.

Does he owe them money?
Xia Yang thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he owed them ten yuan.

Ok.

He admitted it, let Liu Ruixuan take the lead.

Xia Yang turned his head, hey, why is Liu Ruixuan standing there too?
Are you urging me to eat?
what to see?

Xia Yang shook his head lightly, feeling Zhu Yan's pounding and pounding, the quickening of his heartbeat, he couldn't help but slightly raised his chin at Liu Ruixuan, let's take a look.

Let's be envious and jealous.

He has a wife in his arms, who is he afraid of!

No one can disturb his firm belief in liking Zhu Yan.

Liu Ruixuan is still looking at him?
Xia Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Liu Ruixuan, if you still have unreasonable thoughts about Zhu Yan, he will destroy you on behalf of Lan Qingqing.

Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and smiled, and turned his head away.

Xia Yang, you like Zhu Yan, and you can't erase it. Zhu Yan used to be the past of Bai Yueguang in his heart.

That was the first time he fell in love with a girl.

Zhu Yan is his secret love that he has never had and will not have time to say in the future.

"Son," the proprietress Xuan Hua called softly, and sighed silently in her heart.

She felt it too.

Although she has never experienced it personally, she has read countless books.

Isn't the first love of any boy or girl pure and beautiful?

Just like, in the garden under the sycamore tree, the grass that has just sprouted, the willow branches that have just turned green, and the small flowers that have just bloomed, everything is so hazy, but so sweet.

Just because of your smile, you can laugh all day, because of your eyes, you can be in a daze for half a day, and because of your casual sentence, you can feel sad all day.

Hey, son, isn't that unspoken secret love like that not far away ivy, which only turns green and grows leaves, greening other people's eyes and enriching the colors of spring, but in the end, it doesn't bear fruit.

The proprietress sighed softly, glanced at his wife, and immediately pressed her left hand to the chopping board again.

This old and unscrupulous person actually has a face full of gossip!

Hey, where's the knife?
I looked around and found that it was placed on the other side of the chopping board, separated by a distance of two meters.

Well, they are civilized people, they are from a scholarly family, and they can't hold a knife.

"Cough cough."

Liu Ruixuan put down the dish in his hand, took a deep look at Xia Yang on the left, sighed softly, and looked left and right at his parents.

How lucky he is to have such an unreliable pair of parents and such a bad friend.

Looking at the impulsive old woman who likes to play with kitchen knives, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his temples. Well, for the sake of his friend's safety, he should explain it to his parents.

"This matter, actually, it's no wonder Xia Yang, everything comes first..."

Liu Ruixuan glanced at the French plane tree on the right, which is said to be a symbol of romance.

He clearly remembered that when he saw Zhu Yan for the first time, it was also spring, just like today, the sun was shining brightly, and beside the path he passed by, there were also romantic sycamore trees.

University life is always leisurely and lazy. For a period of time, he sat by the window, but could not see anyone outside the window. He did not know when he suddenly discovered that the classroom window began to open on the other side. side.

Looking out from the window, he could actually see two tall sycamores, neatly trimmed, standing in his sight from the window.

In the morning, noon or cloudy evening, when you are tired of reading, when you need peace of mind or when you are bored.Only then, when you look up, you can see two sycamores outside the window.

Then you can see the cloudy or sunny sky leaking out from the gaps in the leaves, and the crowds coming and going under that sky.

The days are in such a distant view, and the autumn, winter and spring and summer of the freshman year have been completed.

When the calendar turned to spring again, he walked through most of the city, looking for the bookstore he used to visit many years ago.The plain bookstore, the bookshelves with wooden grids, and the beautifully bound thread-bound ancient books exude the smell of ink traces and books, slowly permeating...

He still clearly remembers that the road he walked was full of sycamores.Large tracts of phoenix trees densely cover the way of coming.

He couldn't help looking up, and here, and only the phoenix trees here, can be crowned with the words "dense" or "gorgeous as a cover".

The asphalt road in the afternoon is quiet, surprisingly quiet. Occasionally, after one or two pedestrians pass by, there are only large expanses of phoenix trees and the straight and wide road extending forward to accompany him.

"I walked alone on the street and looked at the sky, but I couldn't find the answer..." The old song that was well-timed and beautiful sounded, hitting the eardrums, "The more time I have, the more I get used to being alone."

He stopped in that singing, walked through the branches and leaves of the phoenix trees, looked at the blue sky, bumped into the lush years of flowers blooming and falling, thinking that there was a lot of time to squander, and the story at that time would be very long.

That day, the warm sunshine left a full taste of spring.

He suddenly had an illusion of alternating illusion and reality.

In such an illusion, when he turned around, he saw a beautiful figure.

A girl with shoulder-length hair, like an angel who has just folded her wings, stands silently, besides two swan trees, her swan-like neck is slightly raised, with a smile on her face, looking up at the blue sky above her head .

He suddenly forgot about time and space, and just looked at her quietly like that, until she suddenly turned her head and smiled at him.

He was out of his mind, with beautiful eyes.

Watching her gradually leave the background.

A long sigh from the bottom of my heart: It's over!

That blue and white figure, the shoulder-length black hair, the swan's neck, that clean smile, those spring-like eyes, those pure eyes...

Later that day, he couldn't remember how he floated back to Jingyun's dormitory with one foot high and one foot low.

He only knew that since that day, the image of that girl was like a time bomb, exploding before he fell asleep at night.

Ugh!
Who is he?Just like how Fang Hongjian met Tang Xiaofu, he felt dizzy that day, and the image of that person was like a giant folded on a steel seal, and it hit his heart all of a sudden, becoming a soul that he couldn't get rid of. sign.

Where did it come from?where to goWhat do you want in your life?So what if the love affair begins once?How do you get it?What if you can't get it?How about joy?And what about sadness?

"I understand, that angelic girl is Zhu Xiaoyan."

The proprietress Xuan Hua said quietly, she turned her head and glanced at the little angel who was hugged by the little white face, and countless envy and hatred flashed across her face.

This Zhu Xiaoyan is indeed beautiful, her son has a good eye.

It's a pity that the handsome son fell in love for the first time, but he was taken away by that shameless, heartless little boy with a good heart.

break up?After breaking up the relationship, my mother will teach you a good lesson for this heartless little boy.

"What happened later?" The boss Liu Fen slowly swallowed a few words, "Why did you get left alone?"

Set aside?
Liu Ruixuan opened his mouth and glanced at Zhu Yan. It would be great if he could just leave it alone.

"Don't talk, listen to your son continue," the proprietress Xuan Hua turned her head, "How did you get dumped later?"

Liu Ruixuan:? ?
What a mother!

You are so gossip, so direct, have you considered your son's feelings?
"Hurry up, finish it, I'm going to teach that little boy who took love with a knife." The proprietress Xuan Hua pushed his wife, and reached for the kitchen knife on the other side of the chopping board.

"Hey, Hua'er, calm down, you can't hold a knife, son, tell me quickly, why did you get sidelined..."

(End of this chapter)