Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 445 - The Most Romantic Thing
"Big brother."

Mobei's voice came over.

Liu Ruixuan, who was looking down at the ground, came back to his senses slightly.

Looking up, he found Mobei's unusually handsome face, smiling slightly and looking at him, no, not only looking at him, but Mobei inadvertently glanced at Ouyang Fu who was two meters away.

Following his line of sight, Liu Ruixuan saw those familiar eyes again.

And, behind those eyes, Zhu Yan who is looking here!
That Zhu Yan with the high ponytail!

At this moment, he realized that it turned out.

It wasn't because of Zhu Yan's appearance that he noticed this beautiful snow lotus in fluttering white clothes, but because he had always buried this snow lotus in his heart.

He thought that he had gradually forgotten about it, but he never thought that she had already followed him like a shadow without knowing it, no, it went deep into the depths of his soul, and even a slight touch inadvertently could pull the most fragile string.

That high ponytail!

It was his guessing, imagining and worrying all the time.

In the past few years, he had imagined his cousin more than once.

Did the grown-up cousin, like the girls outside the window, wear a beautiful high ponytail and flick it behind her head when she walked, resembling her smug smile.

So much so that, later on, whenever he saw a girl with a high ponytail, he would inadvertently take a second look.

Later, I suddenly discovered that there were more girls with high ponytails on campus.

In such a high ponytail, he started to get used to it gradually, but he also gradually forgot what he imagined, and all he remembered was the two braids that were almost going up to the sky.

But, is this quiet and beautiful snow lotus in front of him the cousin he once remembered?

A gust of warm wind blew by, gently blowing the bangs on his forehead, and also blowing Ouyang Fuqian's long hair that fell over his shoulders.

That sentence suddenly popped up in my mind, wait for my long hair to reach my shoulders, young man, would you marry me?
Before Liu Ruixuan's eyes, it seemed that the first summer suddenly appeared again.

In that summer, a girl with two shofar braids that almost reached the sky raised her head and yelled at him: "Is it so difficult for you to marry me?"

His face was slightly red, and he whispered: It's not difficult, if you let me marry, I will marry.

What I still think of is the bus that was drifting away, or the girl who poked his head before leaving, and said with a smile, don't forget, you said you would marry me.

It seems that just a moment when warm wind blows in the blink of an eye, 12 years have slipped through the fingers.

Time seems to be a catalyst, and he has slowly grown into the little man that his cousin said back then.

Time is like an executioner, he actually forgot about his cousin, and in the later time, he forgot so much that he couldn't even find a trace.

I have imagined the situation of meeting without time, but I never thought that it turned out to be such an encounter.

Is the cousin in front of him still the "cousin" in his memory?

Liu Ruixuan's nose was slightly sore again, and his hands in his pockets couldn't help but clenched a little, so that he was slightly wet with sweat.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to cry. After he forgot to be excited and learned to stand on the sidelines, after he learned to avoid people's eyes and eyes and put on a show, after he had long forgotten crying and sadness as tough as an ivy, he looked at Ouyang Fuqian who was smiling calmly in front of him.

He suddenly wanted to cry.

She is here?

"Xiao Rui?" Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, a faint dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Little ghost."

kid?

At that moment, Liu Ruixuan felt his nose sore again, and quickly turned his head to the other side.

Xiao Rui, brat.

That's what his cousin used to call him.

Every time at that time, he would protest loudly, he is not a kid, he is Liu Ruixuan, and my cousin can also call him Xiaorui.

Ouyang Fu laughed lightly, raised his hand and poked his forehead: Got it, kid, Xiao Rui.

Suddenly, he felt a figure flash in front of him, and then, his forehead seemed to be touched by something warm and cool.

Liu Ruixuan turned his head, Ouyang Fuqian's lightly smiling face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

This is my cousin?The most familiar cousin in his memory!

Liu Ruixuan was taken aback, Ou Shifuqian, with fluttering hair, had already stood in front of him, looking at him indifferently with a smile.

This smiling face is so strange, but also so familiar!
That little dimple!
Only then did he realize that Ouyang Fu raised his right hand lightly and poked towards his forehead again.

"Little devil." With a chuckle, the warm fingers touched his forehead again.

kid?

Liu Ruixuan's eyes suddenly became moist, and he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. He grabbed Ouyang Fuqian's right hand, pulled it into his arms, and whispered, "Cousin?"

Tears welled up.

Yes, this is his cousin.

The cousin from many years ago is back again.

Zhao Mobei's eyes widened in bewilderment, and the hands that were originally in his pockets couldn't help being taken out, stretched forward, and froze again in mid-air.

What did he see?
Ouyang Fuqian stretched out his hands to wrap around Liu Ruixuan, and patted his back lightly.

This?
Is this the cold and arrogant drama little witch he knew?

Except when acting, he will lower his proud head, and usually, when he sees boys, he always has an expression of air.

He has known her for five years, and he has never, ever seen her get close to any boy, let alone hug him in public.

Even when it comes to acting, she only directs from the sidelines or from a distance, and never goes on stage in person.

Now, this is, what does it mean?
Zhao Mobei retracted his outstretched hand and took two steps back. Suddenly, he found that Kai Ling and Zhu Yan not far away had walked into the crowd and were looking around.

The group of ring fat swallows were thin, staring, opening their mouths, discussing in low voices, their stunned expressions already showed that their astonishment was no less than his shock at the moment.

So, this one is not a play now?
Zhao Mobei stared at Ouyang Fuqian in a daze, but only saw a bunch of hair lying on Liu Ruixuan's shoulder.

Heh, I can't see the face, and I can't see the expression. Is this an old acquaintance?Didn't you say you didn't know each other?
Hehe, what does this little witch want?Where is it playing again?
Isn't it over?

Should he go to Xia Yang and ask about Liu Ruixuan's situation?

Zhao Mobei looked at the two familiar figures, hesitated, looked at Liu Ruixuan, and walked towards Kai Ling and Zhu Yan behind the crowd.

Forget it, he doesn't know where Xia Yang is at the moment, or else, let's watch the play quietly.

Just as he raised his left foot, Ouyang Fu's shallow voice came from the side.

"Okay, Xiao Rui, don't cry. My cousin is here."

Ok?cousin?

Zhao Mobei turned his head to look at Ouyang Fuqian, and his jaw almost dropped when he turned his head.

He saw Liu Ruixuan's face was shining brightly, and crystal clear teardrops were falling down in strings.

This, showing the truth?

Zhao Mobei was startled, stopped, and looked at Liu Ruixuan, the orange light illuminated his face very clearly, the shining tears!

So crystal clear!So shocking!So eye-catching!
Zhao Mobei turned around and stepped over, blocking Ouyang Fuqian's back and blocking all Huanfei Yanshou's eyes.

Zhao Mobei put his hands back into his pockets, and rolled his eyes at Liu Ruixuan who was crying silently.

It's too embarrassing.

A big boy was crying like this. If he didn't know it, he thought he was broken in love and was dumped by Ouyang Fuqian.

Fortunately, I heard from Xia Yang that Liu Ruixuan, an incompetent and disgraced elder brother, likes Zhu Yan, oh no, he likes Qingqing!
(End of this chapter)