Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 872 The Most Romantic Thing - The Flower Falls

Time slipped forward like running water.

The bright sunshine, the flowing stream, the blue sky, everything is the same as yesterday, but suddenly one day, when I looked up at the night sky, I suddenly found that the stars in the sky seemed to have suddenly become far away.

The starlight flickering towards her became a little dazed, and the blinking eyes were infinitely ethereal.

Only then did I realize that October has passed and November is coming.

Thinking of the boy who was close at hand but unrecognizable came.

Looking at the calendar on the wall, she took her coat and walked out. When she arrived, the campus was already empty.

She smiled, then turned around and walked back, looking at the tall sycamore tree beside the road, a gust of wind blew by, and the yellowed dead leaves fluttered down from the branches, she couldn't help but smiled wryly.

What is she obsessed with?

Seeing the withered and yellow leaves falling from the treetops, Ouyang Fuqian could not help but look back at the small bookstore across the road.

Already, haven't been there for some time.

Turning around, a fallen leaf fluttered past the eyes, dancing and spinning in the wind, and slowly fell. When it was about to hit the ground, he stretched out his hand and gently caught it.

Looking at the veined, somewhat yellowed leaves, she suddenly remembered those old days many years ago.

That year was also the end of golden autumn in October. She stood at the intersection of Liujia Village, holding a yellowish green leaf, waiting for her sister's letter in the rain!
Waiting for her hope.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

More than ten light years.

Ouyang Fuqian gently turned the fallen leaf in his hand, looked and looked, looked and looked, took a deep breath, and walked towards the small bookstore opposite.

I haven't seen Liu Ruixuan for more than ten years. Is Xiao Rui still the boy in my memory when he grows up?Or has it changed?
She, just, wanted to, make sure.

Walking into the cozy little bookstore, there are not many people in the store. At a glance, the rows of bookshelves are empty, just like the noon of countless weekends when she arrived early.

She habitually glanced at the proprietress at the door of the store, walked straight to the bookshelf, went to the bookshelf she often read, picked up a book and started to read it.

She had no intention of buying books, but just wanted to read them here quietly. Occasionally, she looked out through the large window pane next to the bookshelf, and she could clearly see Yunling Middle School across the road.

Everyone who walks into the bookstore can be clearly seen.

When she saw those teenagers in school uniforms coming out of Yunling's school gate, she felt a little nervous inexplicably. Perhaps, among those teenagers, there would be the clean and fair boys in her memory?

However, among the boys who walked into the bookstore, she looked and looked, but she didn't see the imaginary boy.

I didn't hear anyone calling that person's name in the bookstore.

Ouyang Fu lightly turned over the book in his hand, closed the pages, and put it on the shelf.

Over the years of reading, she has long been used to fast reading, and she is used to reading no other middle school magazines except "Boys". With a glance, he returned it to the tablemate.

The stories in the book are beautiful, but the word "love" is not beautiful.The boys and girls in the book are all looking forward to beautiful love, waiting for the arrival of the God of Cupid.

What about her?

She has no right to hope!

Taking a look at the empty road outside the window and the half-open gate of the empty Yunling Middle School on the opposite side of the road, Ouyang Fuqian walked to the right of the bookshelf, and inadvertently saw a row of female writers on the bookshelf. In such a book, she suddenly saw "The Complete Works of San Mao".

After being slightly startled, he reached out to take it.

Wherever the line of sight went, a slender hand suddenly appeared.

She froze for a moment, paused for a while, took it back, and looked at the owner of that hand.

The fair and handsome young man came into view instantly.

A look of surprise flashed across the boy's eyes as he looked at her, and then he regained his composure. He glanced at her indifferently, then looked at the books on the shelf, and took down the "Complete Works of San Mao".

"Can you give me this book?" The boy's gentle voice came over.

Looking at the fair and gentle young man in front of him, looking at his clear and clean eyes, Ouyang Fuqian suddenly had an illusion.

This boy is very much like Xiao Rui in her memory!

He always walked in front of her without looking sideways, and never looked at her directly!
The boy in front of him looked at her with only a hint of politeness in his eyes, not like that, as Shangguan Yun said, the boys on campus looked at her with a touch of shyness, a touch of joy and a hint of expectation !

"Okay." Ouyang Fu smiled slightly and nodded.

"Thank you!" The boy smiled politely at her.

"You're welcome." Ouyang Fu smiled faintly, and looked away from the boy.

There was no trace of warmth in that boy's smile.

In the eyes of that boy, she was the most ordinary stranger!

Perhaps the grown-up Xiao Rui is also so gentle and peaceful?After all, in Xiao Rui's heart, there are poems, and there are only sister's images!
Thinking like that, she casually cast her eyes on the bookshelf in front of her, but she couldn't help looking at the fair boy who hadn't turned around and left from the corner of her eyes.

I don't know when, I will be able to see that grown-up Xiao Rui again!

After reading it and confirming it, she will let go of her obsession!
"Liu Ruixuan, have you chosen your book?"

In the quiet bookstore, a loud girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help being stunned, and the hand holding on to the bookshelf couldn't help shaking.

Xiao Rui is here too?Is the boy next to him Xiao Rui?Or is Xiaorui on the other side of the bookstore?
A heart suddenly started beating up and down.

"Where are you?" The loud girl's voice sounded again.

Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but glanced at the boy beside him, and then looked away.

She suddenly began to feel that the boy in front of her might be Xiao Rui, right?
"it's here."

In the next second, a voice sounded nearby.

Ouyang Fu was stunned for a moment.

That voice sounded right beside her, that somewhat gentle voice was the voice of the boy next to her!
It was really him!
Ouyang Fuqian's hand holding the book couldn't help shaking, and the book he just picked up fell to his feet with a "slap".

Suppressing all the emotions in my heart, I bent down and picked up the book.

Wherever the line of sight went, a hand suddenly appeared.

At that moment, her eyes suddenly became moist.

Without looking up, she knew that that person was Xiao Rui!

"your book."

The gentle voice approached again, "Do you also like to read Dickens' books?"

Ouyang Fu lightly raised his hand and tapped the tip of his nose: "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud voice.

"So you were here."

Following the sound, Ouyang Fuqian saw a bright smiling face walking towards them.

"En." Liu Ruixuan responded, stood up, handed the book to Ouyang Fuqian, and laughed, "Your book."

Ouyang Fu slightly trembled his eyes, and took the book.

"Have you picked out the book?" The girl came over and hugged Liu Ruixuan's arm.

Seeing the girl's natural and skillful movements, Ouyang Fu was suffocated for an instant.

(End of this chapter)