Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 470 The Most Romantic Thing - Spring Blossoms
What is happiness?
If someone asks Liu Ruixuan.

He would say that the happiest thing is that all things gradually become what we want after hard work.

Therefore, please don't question the contribution, these will become a kind of accumulation, a kind of precipitation.

They will silently pave the way for us to become better people, to meet the people you want to meet, to fulfill your dreams, and to realize your initial expectations.

Everything that happens is prepared for the best.

Just like, at this moment, he is the same as Ouyang Fuqian who is holding his arm in front of him.

Twelve years have passed.

He finally met his cousin!

The person who lived in his memory really appeared in front of him.

She announced loudly in front of everyone she knew that she wanted to fall in love with him!

Yes, he also wants to fall in love with his cousin.

But, how to talk about this love?

Liu Ruixuan suddenly murmured in his heart, ahem, he has never been in a relationship before.

Although, have been missing!

However, when it suddenly appeared, he didn't know what to do.

In front of my cousin, I seem to have returned to that summer 12 years ago, still, an ignorant child who just finished kindergarten.

Or, imitate the plot in the TV series?
Cough cough, is it too deliberate?
Also, he didn't dare.

What if my cousin doesn't agree to hold hands with him?

Liu Ruixuan was thinking, but suddenly heard Yan Jing's voice.

"Qianqian, you mean, he is your man..."

Before Yan Jing finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ouyang Fuqian.

"Yes, he is my little boyfriend." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, then turned to look at Liu Ruixuan, "Is that right, Xiao Rui?"

ah?Liu Ruixuan was taken aback, little boyfriend?
Why a little boyfriend?Not a boyfriend?

Yes, my cousin seems to be two years older than him!
Makes sense, boy friend!
In an instant, full of joy, he nodded obediently, "Yes!"

My cousin said yes.

In his heart, cousin is the boss!

"Oh! God!" exclaimed.

"So it's Liu Ruixuan." "Qianqian, is he the one you like?" "So that's the case."

The group of Huanfeiyanshou boiled instantly.

"Why are we in the same school, but never knew?" "You ask me, who should I ask?" "Isn't it enough to know now?" "Qianqian did a good job of keeping secrets."

"Cut. Yan Jing, do you know?" "Gu Nian, do you know?" "I don't know!"

Liu Ruixuan glanced at the noisy Huan Feiyanshou outside, smiled lowly, and inadvertently met Zhu Yan's gaze.

He quickly turned his head away in embarrassment.

Calm down!

Zhu Yan has nothing to do with him, Zhu Yan belongs to Xia Yang.

And the person he likes is Ouyang Fuqian, the little girl who has been hidden in his heart for 12 years.

Besides, Zhu Yan had already rejected him.

Liu Ruixuan exhaled softly, turned his head and smiled at Zhu Yan who was looking around in the crowd, then looked away again, and turned to Ouyang Fuqian in front of him.

A gust of warm wind blows, blowing Ouyang Fu's long light hair, and gently brushing his arms and cheeks.

Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but feel the corners of his lips slightly raised, and wanted to raise his hand, only to remember that his arm was held by Ouyang Fuqian. He smiled slightly, turned to the right, and stood in front of Ouyang Fuqian, blocking the group of rings behind him. Fat and thin.

Gently raised his left hand, smoothed Ouyang Fu's wind-blown long hair.

From then on, only Ouyang Fuqian was in his world.

"Do you still remember?" Ouyang Fu's voice was so low that only he could hear it, "You said..."

"I remember," Liu Ruixuan lowered his eyes and looked at Ouyang Fuqian's familiar yet unfamiliar face, "I remember everything you said."

Twelve years have passed.

The cousin seems to have changed a lot, but she still seems to be the same as in memory.

"What do you remember?" Ouyang Fuqian suddenly chuckled, "Let me hear what you tell me."

"I remember." Liu Ruixuan's face immediately turned red again, burning to the base of his ears, seeing Ouyang Fu's lightly smiling face, he suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it, this familiar smile was once in his mind Run over countless times.

"Tell me?" Ouyang Fu lightly twisted Liu Ruixuan's arm, "Did you forget?"

Hiss, it hurts!Liu Ruixuan gasped.

My cousin's hand strength seems to be much smaller than before!
In the past, if he poked his head lightly, he would go back a lot, and if he pushed a little harder, he would almost fall backwards.

Now, the women's university has changed eighteen times, and she knows how to restrain herself and become a weak girl?

Not a bad change! !

Now, he has enough ability to protect his cousin.

Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, looked at Ouyang Fu shallowly, lowered his voice and laughed, "I haven't forgotten, you said, let me marry you when I grow up."

I suddenly felt a little weird in my heart.

We haven't seen each other for many years, and as soon as we meet, we talk about marriage, isn't it, a bit, too much, what?

Liu Ruixuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed again.

Looking at her cousin who was a head shorter than herself, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but muttered in his heart again. My cousin was already 1.6 meters tall when she was nine years old. In the past 12 years, it has only increased by five or six centimeters, right?
In his imagination, he felt that his cousin would be at least 1.7 meters, or at least [-] meters.

It's all [-].Xiuxiu was [-] last year, but she hasn't measured it yet this year.Cheche seems to be one-six-nine.

But at present, it seems that my cousin is at most 1.6 meters six.

Is it true, as Lai said, girls only grow up in the third grade of elementary school and junior high school?
With a sound of "Puchi", Ouyang Fu chuckled lightly, raised his right hand and lightly beat Liu Ruixuan, "I really remember."

"Yes, I always remember," Liu Ruixuan blurted out, and grabbed Ouyang Fuqian's right hand, "It's just, where have you been all these years?"

Seeing Ouyang Fuqian with two blushes flying over his face, Liu Ruixuan's nose was sour, and his eyes became slightly moist again.

Is he too worried about gains and losses?

Finally, when his cousin appeared, he still wanted to look around.

With the name Ouyang Fuqian, besides my cousin, would anyone else pretend to be it?
The same fair face as in memory, with two inadvertent blushes, crescent-shaped eyes, and two shallow pear dimples at the corners of the mouth when smiling.

This is his cousin!

What is there to doubt?
12 years have passed, hasn't he himself changed a lot?

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 tenacious as an ivy, he looked at Ouyang Fuqian who was close at hand.

He suddenly wanted to cry.

Happiness is so simple!
Just like this moment, the crescent moon was reflected in his eyes looking towards Ouyang Fuqian.

Just like how he woke up under the grape trellis in his yard many years ago, he came to Jingyun and met his cousin.

This June, with his cousin by his side, he no longer has any fear.

There is a familiar face on Jingyun's campus, and the entire Jingyun teacher's stool is dyed with a friendly color.

The changing world situation in one volume of the book records the greenness of a tree of bodhi, inlaid with a frame of quietly blooming flowers and leaves on the picture of the years, smudged with a strong pen and ink fragrance, rendering youth:
Meet, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, from dawn to eternity.

(End of this chapter)