Rebirth starts from my wife chasing after me

Chapter 58 We will wear a scarf in the future
December 2012, 12, Christmas Eve.

There are still 165 days until the college entrance examination.

The number 160 was specially marked with red chalk and written in the upper right corner of the class blackboard.

There is another sentence under the scarlet letter: Merry Christmas and Happy Chang'an.

When Chen Juan walked into the classroom with the cold morning wind, he happened to see this line of characters. He felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar, and turned to look at Su Qian beside him.

Su Qian squinted and smiled: "I wrote it before I left the classroom yesterday, you can see this sentence as soon as you come in."

Chen Juan was stunned. He asked why Su Qian was so slow in packing her schoolbag yesterday, and asked herself to go for a while, so she would follow immediately. It turned out that it was because of this.

"It's beautifully written." Chen Juan said.

Su Qian smiled triumphantly: "I think so too."

The two of them were the earlier ones in the class, and they each sat down in their seats. There were only eight students in the class.

After nearly 10 minutes, the number of people in the class gradually increased.

When a boy entered the class, he still held a few "safety fruits" held in colored cellophane in his hand, and gave them to his good friends with a smile.

"Merry Christmas." The boy handed Chen Juan a safe fruit.

Chen Juan thanked: "Merry Christmas, all wishes come true."

The boy smiled, turned around and handed the two peace fruits to the two girls.

Holding the Ping An fruit in his hand, Chen Juan watched the boy with a smile as he moved among several classmates. In the end, only the last Ping An fruit was left in the boy's hand.

The boy walked towards a girl who was silently doing her homework in the corner of the class, and said with a smile, "Merry Christmas."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you, Merry Christmas."

The corner of Chen Juan's mouth curled up, and he sighed in his heart.

I don't know how many Ping An fruit the boy sent back and forth in order to send the last Ping An fruit, just to make the last Ping An fruit appear less obtrusive.

Students are always cautious when facing the person they have a crush on.

This is the only married couple in their class. If Chen Juan remembers correctly, the boy seems to have confessed his love after the college entrance examination. Everyone was surprised when they heard the news, including Chen Juan.

After a while, Hou Jun also walked into the classroom. As soon as he got back to his seat, Hou Jun handed Chen Juan a red apple in his hand: "Old Chen, eat the apple."

"How did you get this this year?" Chen Juan took a bite of the apple and asked with some doubts.

He remembered that Hou Jun never cared about this aspect.

"My mother forced it to me, saying that it was an apple with a good meaning." Hou Jun also took a bite of the apple and said.

Chen Juan nodded, sure enough, this was Hou Jun's usual style.

"By the way, did Su Qian give you the Ping An fruit?" Hou Jun, who was eating an apple, suddenly whispered, and a fire of gossip began to burn in his heart.

Chen Juan shook his head: "No."

"No?!" Hou Jun was a little surprised: "You didn't send it either?"

Chen Juan still shook his head.

"Emmm, well, I don't understand your world." Hou Jun smacked his lips.

During self-study in the morning, Jiang Qian and several class cadres put a few apples bought with class fees on the desktops of the teachers of each subject. There was nothing too gorgeous in the packaging, just a bright red and round apple and a blessing.

Every teacher had a smile on his face when he walked into the classroom, which made everyone in the class happy.

Just three days after the winter solstice, the weather is getting colder and colder.

Chen Juan was pedaling his bicycle, and the cold wind blew directly on his face. Even though he was wearing a hat and scarf, he still couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Hot sweet potatoes, freshly baked sweet potatoes!"

"Candied haws, candied haws!"

"Freshly boiled corn, let's sell corn."

"Xiaomi, who..."

There are many small vendors pushing small carts on the street, and the icy cold wind can't affect their big horns to make loud calls.

"Chen Juan, let's go buy roasted sweet potatoes." Su Qian said loudly with a blushing face and exhaling white breath.

Chen Juan was also a little cold, so he nodded.

"it is good."

The two got off the car next to the vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes, and pushed their bicycles to the front.

"Boss, here are two roasted sweet potatoes." Su Qian said to the boss who sold roasted sweet potatoes.

Seeing a guest, the boss quickly responded, "Okay, I'll pick a big one for you two."

The boss took out two freshly baked sweet potatoes from the oven, wrapped them in paper bags, put them in a plastic bag, and handed them to Su Qian.

"Six dollars."

After giving the money, the two put the car aside and hid themselves in a sheltered place. They were not in a hurry to eat, so they warmed their hands with sweet potatoes.

The freshly baked sweet potato was very hot, and after staying in the cold wind for a while, it was slightly better before Chen Juan and Su Qian dared to wrap it with their palms.

"Actually, I'm going to give you a scarf today." Su Qian held the sweet potato in both hands, and her warm breath turned into white mist as soon as she exited.

"But I'm too stupid. I couldn't learn how to knit a scarf for a long time. When I learned it, I only knit half of it now."

Su Qian held the sweet potato in one hand, opened the backpack with the other hand, and took out a red scarf.

One end of the scarf has been woven with lace, but the other end has only been decorated briefly. It looks like it ended in a hurry.

Chen Juan looked at the scarf. On the side where the lace was woven, his name was sewn crookedly.

"It's about the same length." Chen Juan said with some doubts, holding the scarf in his hand.

"No way." Su Qian pouted and said aggrievedly, "I only finished knitting your side, and I haven't finished knitting the other half yet. I think we can wear the same scarf together one day." of."

"At that time, you will surround the side of my name and I will surround the side of your name. We can crunch the snow together and wear the same long scarf together in winter.".

"Forget it, let's leave it at that." Su Qian curled her lips, peeled off the skin of the sweet potato with some anger and regret, and took a big bite to reveal the golden flesh.

Chen Juan was silent for a while, put the scarf into his schoolbag, peeled off the skin, and started eating sweet potatoes.

In the evening, Chen Juan put on his earphones as usual and played the next audio.

"Da da, surprise, the scarf I knitted should have been woven, is it warm? I specially wove a long one, so we can walk together in the same scarf in winter."

"Every winter in the future, I hope that I can eat roasted sweet potatoes with you, step on the snow hand in hand, wear a long scarf together, and spend every winter together."

There was a different kind of joy and excitement in Su Qian's voice, maybe at that time, she had already imagined that scene in her mind.

Chen Juan took off his earphones, took out the unfinished red scarf from his schoolbag, and looked at it for a long time.

　Recommend a book by a writer friend, "I'm on the stage for the school girl, I'm hot".

　　The vest of an old author, the writing style is quite coquettish, the driving is quite 6, it is very interesting, you can go and have a look.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)