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Chapter 772 If the love is deep, he will not be reconciled (3)
But for Ji Ruo who just recovered his memory, it was like yesterday reappearing.

"Then I'll tell you." Ji Ruo put his head on Gu Nuoxian's head and said, "That day, you wrote me a poem. I still remember the content of that poem..." Ji Ruogang said When he heard the poem, Gu Nuoxian's eyes suddenly lit up, he opened his pale lips, and said:
"Take the most ethereal corner of the sky and give it to my beloved girl."

Hearing this, Ji Ruo finally laughed. "That's right! You still say you don't remember, but you clearly remember it, and you still remember it verbatim." Gu Nuoxian just smiled lightly. He tried his best to remember what he said and did to Ji Ruo.I didn't dare to forget before, but now I don't want to forget.

"You wrote poems for me, and a classmate found out. That classmate yelled in the classroom that Gu Nuoxian and Lai Yaruo were in a relationship. You couldn't help but feel that he was mocking us. You got angry at him, and then he He said: "Gu Nuoxian, do you think that being a child of the Gu family means you are superior to others? Your daddy is the illegitimate child of the Gu family, and so are you!" You were very angry and asked him to apologize."

"Of course he refused to apologize, and said that your father is an illegitimate bastard. In a fit of anger, you gave him a fist, and then you scuffled into a ball without distinguishing between you and me." Ting Ji Ruo said Here, Gu Nuoxian finally remembered thoroughly.

"I remember the rest." Gu Nuoxian answered.Ji Ruo looked down at him and asked him, "Then tell me, what happened afterwards?"

Gu Nuoxian raised his head and looked at Ji Ruo with gentle and doting eyes, until Ji Ruo couldn't bear to blink. "At that time, I was small and I didn't have much strength. You were worried that I couldn't beat that person, so you ran into the classroom, brought an empty stool, ran up to us, and yelled at me: 'Gu Nuoxian, get out of the way, I'll help you!" I hurriedly pulled away, and then, the empty stool in your hand hit the bastard's head."

"The bastard's head exploded at that time, but you didn't think it was enough, so you smashed a few stools on his head, and then you almost killed him, so you let him go." After Gu Nuoxian finished speaking, he endured I couldn't help laughing. "My Ruoruo, it was very cruel at that time!"

Since he was a child, he has liked such a domineering and arrogant Ji Ruo.

Ji Ruo saw his smiling eyebrows and eyes crooked, looking very happy, and his heart jumped with joy.

At the end of the second floor, the two stood at the door of the women's toilet and stopped.Both of them looked in the direction of the women's toilet with smiles on their faces. Many things flowed quietly in their hearts.

There is nostalgia, warmth, and sadness.

"This toilet is the place where we met for the first time." Gu Nuoxian looked nostalgic. He remembered the interesting things that happened in the women's toilet many years ago, and couldn't help but joked: "We are in the toilet Private life?"

Ji Ruo pursed her lips and smiled lightly, but didn't speak.

"Okay, let's go to the next place!"

"it is good!"

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The car drove slowly under the ginkgo tree, Ji Ruo and Gu Nuoxian looked at the wide roadside under the ginkgo tree.In the past so many years, this place is still one of the permanent places for artists.

Gu Nuoxian and Ji Ruo looked at each other, and then said: "This is where we met Si Danwen and Mo Xia. Do you remember? Ruoruo."

Ji Ruo nodded, "Of course I remember, the painting you have been hanging in the house was drawn by Stanwen for me back then." Seeing a wandering painter by the side of the road, Ji Ruo stopped the car and turned his head to ask Gu Nuo Xian: "Do you want to draw another picture?"

Gu Nuoxian pursed her lips and thought about it, then nodded slightly.

Ji Ruo unbuckled the seat belt, hugged Gu Nuoxian and sat on the wheelchair.The two stood under the ginkgo tree that had lost all its leaves. Ji Ruo raised his head and said to the wandering painter, "Sir, please draw a picture for me and my husband."

(End of this chapter)