Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 645 - The Most Romantic Thing

On a spring afternoon in early February, the sun was warm and cool.

The wind is harsh.

Liu Ruixuan paused, glanced at Liu Xiu who was following up, and turned his head away again.

The No. 19 bus has slowly arrived in front of you.

"Let's go." Liu Ruixuan glanced into the less crowded car, then looked back at Liu Xiu, and tightened the scarf around her neck, "There are still a few empty seats in the back."

"Yeah." Liu Xiu responded and jumped on the bus first.

He followed suit and walked up.

As usual, he walked to the back, walked to the empty seat by the window at the back, and sat down.

Open the car window slightly, and when the car starts slowly, there is a cool breeze seeping in from the window, which is extremely refreshing.

In such a cool breeze, the four gold-plated characters of "Yunling Middle School" floated slowly outside the car window, just like yesterday's memory flashed across the eyes, and it was fleeting.

Liu Ruixuan's eyelids trembled slightly, and he casually looked towards the bus stop behind.

On the cold platform, there was no one there, and there was only a single street lamp, standing next to the snow that had not completely melted after sunset a few days ago.

I don't know which shopkeeper's children built a snowman half a person's height in the snowdrifts that were not too thick and not too white.

At this moment, the snowman was wearing a black hat, swaying twig arms, and a carrot nose. In the cold wind, he looked towards them, as if he was seeing them off.

On the side of the road, the No. 11 bus, which was heading west, stopped slowly, like an old and stooped old woman.

Liu Ruixuan blinked his eyes lightly, and the moment he was about to turn his head, he saw a light blue figure walking off the No. 11 bus.

Unable to be startled, he opened the car window a little and poked his head out.

From a distance of more than ten or 20 meters, he clearly saw the owner of the light blue figure, the senior with a high ponytail——Zhao Yun!
How did she come back?Could it be that Jingyun Normal University, like them, is on holiday today?
Senior sister Zhao Yun is the famous person he heard when he first stepped into Yunling High School, the man of the hour in Yunling Middle School!The precious student on the tip of the Cao school!
It's a pity that he only heard of his name and saw his old photos of him in high spirits, but he has never been able to see the real person!
Last year, when he first registered at Yunling Middle School, the senior was already a sophomore in Jingyun Normal University.

Looking at the picturesque Zhao Yun with long hair, shoulders, eyebrows and eyes in the window of "Yunling Style", his heart suddenly bumped twice inexplicably.

In a sudden moment, the senior with bright eyes and bright teeth in the window and the person in his heart suddenly overlapped.

Is the "she" who has grown up also like this, crowning Yanfang?

Did the croissant braid that was almost up to the sky in the past also spread over the shoulders?
After that day, the senior in the window became the scenery when he passed by casually, and also became a small goal in his heart.

He wanted to be the one that Principal Cao focused on like his senior sister, even if he wasn't the most outstanding one, at least he had to squeeze into Principal Cao's sight, not for anything else.

Because, Cao Cao had told them more than once at the school meeting that senior sister Zhao Yun is the most proud student of Cao School, and she is also the future teacher who wants to invite Yunling back to teach!

After that day, he began to study hard, as in the past, earnestly reviewing books and doing questions seriously.

When he was tired every day, he would look out of the window, look at the invisible window from a distance, and then pick up the book in front of him again.

When he misses someone very much, he will go to the window, look at those old photos, and send a longing that he doesn't know where to live.

Jingyun is so big, but there is no place that can accommodate his concerns; the world is so big, but he meets so many people, but he is so lonely.

No matter where "she" is, he will always work hard.In the near future, he will stay in Yunling Middle School like his senior sister.

Because this is the closest distance to Jingyun and "her".

Suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

Liu Ruixuan came back to his senses, and saw Liu Xiu looking over.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Liu Ruixuan turned to the car window and gently closed it.

Not far away, the light blue figure had crossed the road and arrived at the gate of Yunling Middle School, with the high ponytail dangling in sight.

Suddenly remembered, last autumn, the first time I saw my senior sister.

It was a sunny autumn afternoon, and the warmth of the sun poured out of the window.

He went back to school a little early.

After packing up all the things, he habitually walked to the window in front of the teaching building and stopped for 5 minutes. This is his homework that he must do at the beginning of every month.

The wind blows the leaves.

A golden ginkgo leaf suddenly slipped from the front, stretched out his hand, and watched it fall steadily into the palm of his hand.

He couldn't help but smiled and squeezed lightly.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked and looked at the familiar smile in the window.

Turn around, cross the central avenue, walk along the winding path towards the Ivy Corridor.

The Ivy Corridor, which is evergreen all year round, is everyone's favorite place.

The zigzag corridor is full of green, and the fine sunlight pours out from among the leaves, scattering fine shadows all over the place.

He usually doesn't come here.

There are too many people here.

He would come here occasionally, at the beginning of each month, after passing the window, he would come here to sit for a while and send a longing message from afar.

I squeezed the golden ginkgo leaf, walked through the winding corridor, walked to the lake pavilion at the end, and sat down.

A few willows on the opposite side of the pavilion still bend towards the pond, with a few withered yellow leaves hanging here and there, reflecting their reflections by the pond, looking down on them alone.

In Liu Ruixuan's heart, he was suddenly taken aback. He and this willow tree actually resembled each other!
She couldn't help but take a second look at the withered willow that Gu Fang admired.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but laugh, it's good to be a weeping willow.

Even though she is shy and cannot look up at Bi Xiao, once she lowers her head, she can see his blue and bright blue.

And him?Can't help but feel suffocated again.

蓝？
Liu Ruixuan turned his head and looked towards the other end of the corridor. The winding corridor had already lost sight of the shop windows on the other side of the road.

A touch of inadvertent blue suddenly jumped into the eye, at the other end of the corridor.

In a flash, pass by.

In a flash, there was the familiar "hahaha" laughter that could no longer be familiar.

That's School Cao's signature laugh!

What is that blue?

"Little Zhao Yun, you know how to be angry with me."

Xiao Cao's voice came not far or near.

Little Zhao Yun?Miss?
Liu Ruixuan was startled, and looked at the light blue figure again.

Ahem, I only saw a bunch of high ponytails flicking back and forth.

That was the first time I saw senior sister Zhao Yun, walking beside the round Cao Xiao, she looked slender and slender.

After that day, he never saw that light blue again.

In front of his eyes, the light blue color slowly transformed into the old photo in the window: the eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was flamboyant and confident.

It looks like the "cousin" in childhood memories!
"Oh." Liu Xiu responded and sat back.

Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

Some people, some things, are always so inadvertently missed!

If he got in the car 2 minutes late, then he could really see the senior who had been watching in the window for a year and a half.

He couldn't help but shook his head again. If he didn't turn his head back and look out of the window just now, then he wouldn't have such an unreasonable regret at the moment.

Pity?

Yes, the years that have passed are all filled with the word "regret".

(End of this chapter)