Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 884 - The Most Romantic Thing - Deja Vu
How can it be?

Ouyang Fu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xia Yang fixedly.

How could there be her name in that poem?

Xia Yang, are you joking again?
"Passing past that familiar bookstore..."

It was only when Xia Yang's warm voice, as if holding mica cake in his mouth, sounded nearby again that Ouyang Fuqian came back to his senses.

Familiar bookstore?
Thinking of the first encounter, is Xiao Rui writing about the last encounter?

She suddenly became a little unsure, Liu Ruixuan didn't recognize her that day, and just smiled at her politely.

Suppressing the urge to snatch the book, he raised his hand to straighten the hair beside his ear, and calmed down: "Okay, stop joking."

"Who's kidding?" Xia Yang came over with the book, "Look for yourself, what kind of broken poems are written here, and they can be published."

Ouyang Fu silently acquiesced, and turned his eyes to the pages of the book.

After only seeing it, he was stunned.

Liu Ruixuan, who was wearing the blue and white Yunling school uniform, broke into his eyes in an instant, those black and white eyes, the slightly raised corners of his lips, and that clean smile!
It looks very much like the one I met in the bookstore that day, but it doesn't look like the one that day!
She suddenly couldn't remember whether Liu Ruixuan was wearing the uniform of Yunling Middle School as in the photo on the day they met by chance.

"Look, how ugly. You're so ugly, do you think you're a Smurf?" Xia Yang threw "Boy" on the dining table in front of him, "I don't know how to stand up, do you have scoliosis? Wearing a blue dress is not enough. Leaning against the blue fence, at least you can change the background? The aesthetics are too poor."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ouyang Fu, saw that she was silent, and said again: "This look is really unflattering."

"He looks so ugly, his writing is so bad, and he's so cute, yet he dares to post a photo on it. If I don't have time, how can he be so cute. Xiaoqian, such a boy, don't mind!"

Looking at the few lines of jumping words in front of him, Ouyang Fuqian's heart suddenly became confused.

Seems familiar?

Xiaorui's little poem, oh no, it's a prose poem, and its title is - "Deja vu"!
"In October, on a sunny afternoon, I walked through that familiar street, in a familiar bookstore, and I saw "you" inadvertently.

At the same time, "you" and I reached out for a copy of "The Complete Works of San Mao".

I was surprised, looked at "you", "you" smiled, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "You take it."

I laughed too, and looked out the window with a smile: "Thank you!"

The sun brushes out a piece of blue in the sky, and through the window glass, it sprinkles warmth all over the place.

Like, yesterday.

Yesterday you and I stood at the corner of the street, you smiled and said to me, long time no see.

On that day, you held a handful of moonlight lightly, drenched through the rain, passed through the change of seasons, and met me.We chatted on the street corner in summer, avoided the misty rain and smoke, and watched a faintly bright first-quarter moon.

In June, the flowers began to bloom in the rain.Later, the faintly bright and ribbed moonlight, the splashed ink of the rainwater, and the ups and downs of a summer between the lines.

Perhaps, the rain in that season was too slow, or the moonlight in that year spread too far, once it spread, it came to the present.You see, the poem in the ancient Yuefu: just because I feel you look back, I think about the morning and evening, together with you and I who met at the beginning of the year, we have gone through many years and years together.

Looking back, the beautiful and demure woman was still standing quietly at one end of the bookshelf, holding a book and reading it quietly.

Suddenly, there is an illusion of alternation between reality and illusion, as if I met you when I grew up.

She looks exactly like you in every gesture, oh no, she looks exactly like you when you grew up in your imagination!

Suddenly, I thought of you again, I love you deeply!I seem far and near you!
Now who are you walking in front of?Whose years have you surprised again?You say, you say?

Whose tears slipped through the glass again?
Which fallen leaf is buried with a butterfly who died for love?I go, I go.

But ahead is the abyss of falling rain, behind is the cemetery of snow.

How should we look forward to the sprouting thoughts being harvested into fatal pains in this late autumn when the sycamore trees are drifting cold..."

Vision began to gradually blur.

It turned out that he recognized "her"!
Ouyang Fu trembled slightly, and turned her head away from the window. A gust of cool wind came towards her face, blowing away a tear from her eyes.

The corners of Xia Yang's mouth twitched slightly, a smile flashed across his eyes, he lowered his head, picked up the sweet and sour shrimp in front of him and ate it.

Hehe, there will be a good show to watch in the future!

Hehe, it's not in vain that he climbed over the wall early this morning, went home and sorted out these magazines and brought them here!
Xia Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the boy with bright eyes and white teeth on the opened page.

NND, this brat looks really good!Cough cough, almost compared him to himself!
Xia Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again when his eyes flickered to the last few lines.

This Liu Ruixuan is not too stupid to come up with such a trick, but he is also too daring.

Not afraid of the school rules of Yunling Middle School?

He didn't even dare to go to Lingnuo Middle School to look for Zhu Yan, for fear of causing trouble for Zhu Yan, hey!

It was also difficult for him. While reading Zhu Yan's prose, he was suffering in his heart, and at the same time worried that if Zhu Yan was punished by Ling Nuo's school rules, it would hurt her!
Damn, this Liu Ruixuan is too bold!
He actually blatantly shouted out his heart: Ouyang Fuqian is his longing!
This is better than him!
In the future, he will get to know this not too stupid kid well.

After eating the last shrimp, Xia Yang suddenly found a problem.

Is the "she" in that text the Ouyang Fuqian in front of me?Or, another beautiful woman?

Regardless of finishing wiping his hands, he directly touched Ouyang Fuqian's arm with his elbow: "If you don't eat any more, I'll finish the food."

As soon as he finished speaking, he approached Ouyang Fuqian, looked left and right, and sat back on his seat.

Ouyang Fu raised his left hand and gently touched the tip of his nose. Before he could speak, he heard Xia Yang's teasing voice.

"Xiao Qian, your eyesight is not good, you really are a couple with that Liu Ruixuan, does the scenery outside the window look better than mine?"

Hearing the words, Ouyang Fu nodded his nose again, turned his head to look at Xia Yang, and saw that the man was stuffing the sweet and sour pork tenderloin in front of him with chopsticks.

In an instant, I was a little dumbfounded.

"No one is robbing you, why eat so fast?" Ouyang Fu calmed down, "Be careful of choking."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yang coughed "cough".

"I said Xiaoqian, you must be too narrow-minded. I only came to blackmail you for a month, oh no, I came to have a romance with you once, and you are actually stingy. Are you still the goddess in my heart?"

Ouyang Fuqian: ...

This, which one is it?
(End of this chapter)