Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 873 The Most Romantic Thing - Wet Green Shirt
they?

Xiao Rui, him?

Ouyang Fuqian's heart sank suddenly, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

What is their relationship?
"I've chosen." The smile on Liu Ruixuan's face deepened, and he looked at the girl, "There are other people here, don't shout."

After speaking, he looked over at Ouyang Fu and smiled slightly.

That glance made Ouyang Fuqian's mood complicated again.

"Who is it?" The girl tilted her head, turned sideways, and glanced at Ouyang Fu, "Oh, let's go, we don't know her."

Seeing the girl's bright smile, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help feeling suffocated again.

She didn't know the girl either!
She almost didn't recognize Xiao Rui.

Just for a moment, Liu Ruixuan was already so tall, it seemed that he was a head taller than her.

"Goodbye."

Liu Ruixuan smiled slightly at Ouyang Fu, took the "Complete Works of San Mao" and walked forward under the pull of the girl.

Seeing the back of them leaving, Ouyang Fuqian's nose suddenly felt sore.

"Boss, I bought this book."

Across two or three rows of bookshelves, Liu Ruixuan's gentle voice came again.

Ouyang Fu trembled slightly, and looked towards the door of the store through the gap between the bookshelves.

"And this one."

The girl's loud voice also came over, she raised her head and looked towards Liu Ruixuan.

"Okay," Liu Ruixuan smiled, with a doting look on his face, "We want both of these two books together."

we?

Ouyang Fuqian's heart twisted again inexplicably.

Is Xiaorui and that girl in the relationship she saw?
boyfriend and girlfriend? ! !

"Okay, ten yuan in total." The proprietress laughed confidently, "You two, it's a little late to leave today."

"Ah."

Liu Ruixuan agreed, glanced at the girl beside her, and handed the money to the proprietress, "It's exactly ten yuan."

"Okay." The proprietress smiled and handed over two backpacks from the counter.

"Let's go." Liu Ruixuan picked up the book and put it in his backpack, glanced at the proprietress, and walked out of the bookstore with the girl.

Ouyang Fu was stunned for a moment, and immediately walked towards the window next to the bookshelf, only to see that the two men had already walked towards the platform not far away.

With a heartbeat, he took two steps forward and stopped again.

She didn't seem to have the right to follow, and asked Liu Ruixuan who that girl was.

Seeing the gradually walking away figure, her heart twisted again inexplicably, and she suddenly remembered the song "Thinking" last year. Could it be that she got it wrong?

That missing piece was not written to my sister, but to the girl next to Liu Ruixuan?

Ouyang Fu put his hand on the window glass next to the bookshelf.

How did that happen?

The nose that had been sore suddenly became sore again, and the head also began to ache faintly.

Xiao Rui, no, Liu Ruixuan, how could he do this?
Maybe a second, maybe a long time, when she regained her composure and looked out of the window, the two figures were no longer on the platform not far away.

He took a book casually and walked towards the proprietress at the door of the shop.

When paying, I finally couldn't hold back, and asked the proprietress of the bookstore: "Auntie, are those two students from Yunling Middle School?"

The proprietress was startled at first, then smiled at her: "That's right, you, don't you know them?"

Ouyang Fu smiled slightly and shook his head: "I don't know. It's the first time I've seen you."

"Oh!" The proprietress replied, with a suddenly enlightened expression on her face, "I used to come to see you often, but you don't know each other? Who doesn't know Liu Ruixuan among the students of Yunling Middle School?"

The corners of Ouyang Fuqian's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

"That's a little celebrity from Yunling Middle School." The proprietress handed over the change in her hand to Ouyang Fuqian, "That boy's name is Liu Ruixuan, who has published many articles in magazines and is very famous in Yunling Middle School. He is now a senior in high school. Yes, the grades are very good, and my son was in the same class, I heard that many girls have a crush on him."

Ouyang Fu slightly trembled his eyes.

Yes, she knew, he had published little poems in Boys.

"Girl, you didn't bring your schoolbag?" The proprietress looked at Ouyang Fu uncertainly, and then looked at the counter.

"Bring it." Ouyang Fu pointed to the mirror-sized bag with white pearl inlay and tassels hanging diagonally on his shoulder.

"Oh." The boss smiled, raised his hand and rubbed it on the wet towel beside him, took the melon seeds from the plate on the left and ate it, "This bag is very beautiful, aren't you a student of Yunling?"

Before Ouyang Fuqian could reply, the proprietress said again: "I thought you were also a student of Yunling Middle School, but now it seems that you are not."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ouyang Fuqian's small bag again, and then looked Ouyang Fuqian up and down, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

She is careless!

This girl's bag and clothes, at first glance, are very ordinary and inconspicuous!After a closer look, I found that the small bag hanging diagonally was hand-embroidered.

She had seen it before at the central shopping mall in the center of Jingyun. Although it looked small, it was expensive.

And the clothes, the proprietress blinked, and pretended not to care, and threw a peeled melon seed into her mouth.

This kind of clothes can be worn by ordinary people.

Most of the children in Yunling Middle School are children from various towns in Yunling County, and they cannot afford such clothes.

Rich man!

Ouyang Fu slightly raised his hand to straighten the long bangs on his forehead, and smiled at the proprietress: "I am not."

The proprietress nodded: "I see."

"Heh." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, glanced outside the store, and then turned around, "The school spirit of Yunling Middle School is so open now? Do you allow students to fall in love?"

"..." The proprietress choked, nodded, and then shook her head hastily.

"This is?" Ouyang Fu looked at the proprietress with some puzzlement.

What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?
The proprietress, who always seems very shrewd, is sometimes confused?Or is this the school spirit of Yunling Middle School?
When she was in Jingyun No. [-] Middle School, she overheard her father mentioning that Yunling Middle School has a very strict school ethos. Could it be a misinformation?
"Well, how should I say it?" The proprietress slapped her mouth, took a few melon seeds and put them in her palm, and looked over at Ouyang Fu, "Yunling's school spirit is very strict, as for puppy love."

The proprietress paused for a moment. She heard from her son that except for Liu Ruixuan and the girl who had just left together, who were allowed under special circumstances, once they were discovered, they would all be demerited, and the whole school would notify them of criticism.

She heard it before and clicked her tongue. Is there such a special case?
Now, everyone seems to be used to it.

Who makes people get good grades, look good, and talk sweetly!

If her son was half as promising as Liu Ruixuan, she would be thankful. He has found such a good-looking girlfriend before he graduated from high school!
Hey, it really made her envious and jealous, hating her son for being worthless!

Ouyang Fuqian watched the expression on the boss lady's face change again and again, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Hi!" The proprietress peeled another melon seed and threw it into her mouth, "I heard that only that kid in the whole school can fall in love early, and no one else can. Who will let him get good grades?"

After finishing speaking, he sighed with envy and regret, lowered his head and picked up another melon seed and threw it directly into his mouth.

Ouyang Fu was slightly startled, smiled and bid farewell to the proprietress, and left the bookstore and Yunling Middle School.

It was the first time she met Liu Ruixuan after many years.

It's just that when we meet again, it's not the same as before. There is already one more person by the side of the white and clean boy in memory.

(End of this chapter)