The bright and beautiful feeling of the beginning of the year

It was the end of september when song meimei had her first holiday after the third year of high school.

After having dinner with ji yan and his family, song mei discovered that xu qianqiu was very interested in du heng.

Xu qianqiu's sudden enthusiasm surprised song mei.

Xu qianqiu usually said," this little brother looks good!"" look at that! That's who! "It's just that there's usually no action.

But this time, xu qianqiu was so enthusiastic?

There really was a feeling that she was going to get her hands on him.

"Qianqiu, how have you been lately? Taking advantage of the time when wu fan, a top student, went to the bathroom, song mei lay on wu fan's desk and asked xu qianqiu curiously with her big eyes.

"How is what? Xu qianqiu was stunned. Obviously, he did not understand what ming mei meant.

"That's right, that's right. Aren' t you chasing du heng?"

Song ming smiled evilly at xu qianqiu.

How was she going to chase after du heng?

What else could he do?

Every day xu qianqiu would deliberately wait at the back door of class 7 after school.

Because ji yan was waiting for song mei after school.

However, every time du heng and yang chen came out laughing and talking. When they saw xu qianqiu, Yang Chen would knowingly raise his eyebrows at du heng and wave his hand to leave first.

After that, the two of them left the school together.

Talking about something else.

Du heng didn' t say much, but xu qianqiu was basically speaking.

Du heng occasionally replied.

It was obvious to outsiders that du heng didn' t like xu qianqiu very much, but xu qianqiu liked this feeling very much.

Back then, he was standing by zhao jiashu's side.

To be honest, du heng and zhao jiashu are very similar in many ways.

He didn' t say much, but he would occasionally answer a few words, indicating that he was listening and would let himself walk in when he was walking. When he was skipping, he would silently pull his sleeves to remind him to pay attention to the traffic

In fact, xu qianqiu felt that the closest thing to her was her similar eyebrows when she didn' t speak.

Her unruly brown hair was broken, and when she was quiet, she had an imposing aura that would not allow anyone to enter. Her bushy brows were filled with a heroic aura, and her dark eyes were as bright as a gem. Her lips were tightly pursed, as if carrying a haughty indifference.

Their temperament was too similar, but zhao jiashu was a little calmer and more reserved. However, she could still feel his pride with her heart. Du heng's character was more gentle and scholarly than before.

Several times, xu qianqiu felt that the person beside him was zhao jiashu, a few years ago.

The two of them were like friends and went out of the school together every day. However, no one mentioned anything about liking you.

Xu qianqiu didn' t know how he felt about du heng.

It was because he felt that du heng looked too much like zhao jiashu that he wanted to meet him.

Now, he seemed to be enjoying this life as well.

Do I like du heng or not?

Exactly.

Do I like zhao jiashu or not?

I don't know.

Xu qianqiu didn' t know how he felt about zhao jiashu.

A few years ago, she must have liked him a lot.

Pink, cute, bubbly stationery, watching him play every time secretly, looking for his name on the honor roll, doing some stupid little test about him

Now every time she heard his name, her heart would still throb. But every time I think of the time I left without saying goodbye, I feel that the road is endless.

But now there was someone like him.

It's like everything can start over.

Xu qianqiu felt that this was a better result.

Because zhao jiashu noticed du heng, they had been together for a long time. Naturally, du heng would squeeze zhao jiashu out of his mind bit by bit.

That's a good result.

Zhao jiashu had gone to a university, so how could she be able to get into the exam with her grades?

Even if he wanted to go, did grandpa let him go to the same school as zhao jiashu again?

She would still go abroad like her cousin.

Thinking of this, xu qianqiu couldn' t help but smile bitterly.

Look, we couldn't have been together before, and now we don't have the chance.

"Ming mei, I think I really should end my single life in the past 18 years!"

Xu qianqiu spoke slowly and seriously.

"But, do you really like du heng? "

Although song ming felt that du heng was a really good person, he seemed to be gentle and would complement xu qianqiu very well.

However, song mei mei always felt weird. Sometimes, she felt that xu qianqiu would look at du heng in a daze, as if he was thinking of someone else.

"Yes! Look how nice du heng is! He's handsome! Learning is good! Most importantly, he didn' t reject me either! "

Xu qianqiu squeezed out a smile and pretended to be relaxed.

Du heng really wouldn' t hide from me.

"Just wait for my good news! "

Xu qianqiu didn' t dare to look at song meimei's eyes and pretended to tidy up the homework on the table.

Until class bell rescued xu qianqiu.

Today, song ming received a message from a courier.

It was very strange. There were no holidays recently. Her birthday had also passed a while ago. Many friends were around, so why would she need to send a delivery?

Ming mei waited until the evening self-study after school before going to the delivery point to pick up the delivery.

It's heavy.

Ji yan helped song ming ming along the way.

When she got home, song mei took it back to her room, found the scissors, and opened the delivery.

Some old books.

"One, two, three, seven. Ming mei counted seven books altogether.

The corner of the book was somewhat damaged, probably because there were too many times that he had flipped through it.

She gently opened the cover of the book and saw two words: gu yu.

Is this the note he sent to me?

Song ming opened every book and found that it was full of notes.

The political history of english and the arrangement of chinese

There's a lot of energy in the flowing water.

Song ming couldn' t help but exclaim in admiration, and she even wrote her notes so freely!

What a stud!

Song mei hadn' t chatted with gu yu for a long time because she had too much homework recently. All she knew was that he went to university smoothly and entered the computer science major that he liked.

Thinking of this, ming mei shook off the slippers on her feet and secretly opened her door with her toes glued to it. She poked her head out and turned her eyes. Well, no one was there. Her parents were probably busy working in the study.

After tiptoeing back, ming mei took out her phone from the drawer.

Usually, because of school, song mei kept it in the drawer.