Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 779 - The Most Romantic Thing
"Brother Xiangyang, you, what are you talking about?"

Ren Yuan was stunned for a while, hesitated for a while, and still pretended not to hear clearly and asked a question.

In the future, grow up with her slowly?
Isn't this what they once agreed to study together and go to university together?

Still, he suddenly remembered the incident of drinking water from the teacup just now, glanced at the hand held by brother Xiangyang out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

Could it be another interpretation of the end of the student days?
Cough cough, will I think about it again?
Ren Yuan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and jumped a few lines on the book in front of him.

I just saw that: it is not as good as it is to keep it full; it is not as good as it is;A house full of gold and jade can't be kept; if you are rich and proud, you will blame yourself.Gong then retreated, the way of heaven.

I couldn't help but startled again.

This book was drawn by Brother Xiangyang for him, and it is one of the must-read books in the summer vacation - Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching".

I read it for several days before I saw Chapter 9, no, no, to be precise, it took me a long time to read it today before I understood the meaning of these few lines.

Enough is enough, and we must know how to advance and retreat.

"I didn't say anything," Jiang Xiangyang smiled, let go of Ren Yuan's hand, and raised his hand towards the half-open window, "Look far away."

What is there to see outside the window?

Ren Yuan withdrew the hand held by brother Xiangyang just now, and the warmth of being held just now still remained in the palm of his hand.

Heh, she guessed it right, Brother Xiangyang was just teasing her.

She almost believed that this was another explanation for what happened just now.

What a little idiot, he's being sentimental again!
He let out a low sigh in his heart, pursed his lips, and looked out the window.

Outside the window, the grape trellis in the yard is already full of green grapes, and it will be ready to be picked and eaten in a month.

"A person's heart, in fact, is like this opened window." Brother Xiangyang's voice came over.

What is the relationship between the human heart and the window?Ren Yuan disapproved and looked at brother Xiangyang who was at the side with a confused expression, but saw him looking out of the window with a soft face.

What, what expression is this?
Could it be that another girl like "Wen Yiyi" appeared in Qingya Middle School?
A thought popped up in an instant, making her panic.

All of a sudden, I started to be angry with myself. Why did I start to worry about gain and loss after entering junior high school, and I started to look a little different from myself. Why can Brother Xiangyang be so calm and even joke with her?

Talk to her when you are happy, and find someone to accompany her home when you are unhappy?
Now, suddenly, conscience found out again, in order to make up for the previous regrets, read books with her?But, at this moment, where did this thought go?

She can't see clearly!
Also, Wen Yiyi will also go to the alumni gathering tomorrow morning as I said half of it!

Ah!Wen Yiyi!

Ren Yuan couldn't help shaking the hand under the desk, his eyes moved away from Brother Xiangyang's gentle face, and then fell on the book in front of him, and his eyes fell on those few lines of writing.

Yesterday, the chapter I read yesterday told her to be kind like water, not to fight for the best.Today's chapter is even more powerful, directly telling her that enough is enough.

A thought popped up in an instant, could it be that brother Xiangyang was telling her.

Don't be hostile to Wen Yiyi anymore, she can't compete with Wen Yiyi, instead of embarrassing yourself, why not go with the flow and do your best?Or are you telling her that for the future, for her and Brother Xiangyang's future, she should be content with college? ?
I couldn't help but sighed in my heart, she will slowly write her own story in the future.

She has to do well, after seven or eight years, she will be alone, without brother Xiangyang by her side.

Inadvertently looked out the window.

What is the relationship between the human heart and the window?

The window can be opened and closed at any time, and if it is broken, it can be repaired, just like the original new appearance, but what about the human heart?If it is opened, it cannot be closed.If you force it to close, you will be completely injured.

"Far away, look." Brother Xiangyang's gentle voice came over.

Look?What catches your eyes?The corner of Ren Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, suppressing the sudden bitterness in his heart.

Look again, the window and the human heart are still different; look again, the scenery outside the window, the four seasons are the same, it seems that it is just a change of seasons, next summer, the yard will not change, and the grapes will still be full.

However, she is no longer who she was last year.

Brother Xiangyang will no longer be the old brother Xiangyang.

He looked out of the window faintly, without making a sound or answering.

The room is quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of the small alarm clock on the desk "tick tick tick"; it is so quiet that you can hear the wind blowing outside the window, the sound of rose flowers in front of the window, and you can hear the wind blowing outside the window The shaking sound of the grape trellis.

"Look from a distance, open the window, and there is no one else you can see, only you and me."

ah?Ren Yuan was stunned.

After shaking his head, he looked towards Brother Yang with a look of astonishment.

It's a little different from what I imagined.Did she hear wrong?Or is she thinking wrong?Or brother Xiangyang was wrong?
Why did the painting style suddenly change?
Is there anyone else in Brother Xiangyang's window?Just her and him? ?

Does it mean that she is the only one in Brother Xiangyang's heart?Just like her, she only has brother Xiangyang in her eyes.

"Hehe," Jiang Xiangyang laughed, raised his hand, and stroked a strand of Ren Yuan's shoulder-length short hair, "This length is just right, let's grow it longer when we are in college."

"Ah?" Ren Yuan looked at his short hair, and then at Brother Xiangyang beside him, "I was going to get a haircut tomorrow."

Hehe, the topic changed so suddenly that she was too embarrassed to ask, and she was too embarrassed to think too much.

Brother Xiangyang, did you do this on purpose?

This is a calm and gentle smile, not like shyness, nor like joking.

She was a little confused again.

In the world between her and Brother Xiangyang, she seems to have always been the follower, the speculator, the one who followed Brother Xiangyang and was moved by his words and deeds, whether happy or sad.

"Keep it," Jiang Xiangyang loosened his fingers, and the lock of hair slipped down smoothly again, obediently staying on Ren Yuan's shoulder, "Before school starts, I'll accompany you to get a haircut."

ah?What, what kind of thinking is this?
Ren Yuan raised his hand and grabbed the hair that Brother Xiangyang had just stroked: "Before you start school or before I start school?"

"Before you start school," Jiang Xiangyang laughed, "Before August No. 20, is that okay?"

"Oh." Ren Yuan responded, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on those few lines again.

She almost forgot that the third year of junior high school will start early; she also almost forgot that Brother Xiangyang seems to start school later than her this year.

"Far away, do you understand?"

ah?understand?Ren Yuan raised his eyes and looked towards Brother Yang: "Understood, go to get a haircut on August NO.20."

"No." Jiang Xiangyang looked over at Ren Yuan, "What I want to say is about the future."

future?Ren Yuan instantly felt sore in his heart: "Understood."

As for the future, she should stop in moderation and get used to the life without Brother Xiangyang.

"In the future, after a long time, when we grow up," Jiang Xiangyang looked at Ren Yuan with a gentle face, "like now, drink the same glass of water, sit under the same roof, watch the scenery outside the window, and be with you , grow old slowly."

(End of this chapter)