"Mom, I'll sign up myself, you don't have to go" Meng Qing hurriedly packed up his things and praised his bicycle

Mother Meng chased out with an apron and a spatula in her hand, and shouted as she looked at the shadow that had been ridden away

"Qingqing, you don't eat again, why are you going so early?"

"Don't eat, go to the queue early," Meng Qing's cheerful voice came

"This child," Mother Meng muttered dotingly

I thought it would be easier to queue up for meals, but I didn't expect that there were still so many people, and there were so many people. Meng Qing glanced at the class on his admission letter, and followed the large and small signs on the campus to find the registration information of his class

12th Marketing.

Meng Qing got into the crowd and stood in front of the standing card, carefully looking at the names of the students in the class

"Meng Qing" saw his name at a glance. Meng Qing then took a look at the registration information

"East, the seventh classroom on the second floor of the Shansi Building" Meng Qing pointed to the standing card word by word, and quickly read it twice to confirm that it was correct. She has been careless since she was a child, no matter how simple the test paper is, she has never tested anything she is satisfied with, no matter how many times she checks it, anyway, there are always a few questions in the end that are lost because of carelessness, otherwise how can she run to a junior college? Because of this rotten school, my father was angry and didn't call back for a few days, saying that it was too embarrassing. He has a good face, Meng Qing is in school, so he can't answer in his circle of friends, looking at his father's circle of friends, it seems that all the excellent children have given it to his friends.

When I got here, I couldn't help but complain a little in my heart, during the exam, my mother urged my father to call for someone every day, and I don't know if my father did his best, anyway, he got nothing. Meng Qing is used to it, his father will always be like this, his friends outside ask him to do things, one by one, the family affairs... It's not good to go back anyway. For this reason, more than ten years of quarrels have been integrated into their family atmosphere.

Fortunately, Meng Qing still likes the major she chooses. It's a pity that the group of fox friends in junior high school obviously said that they would apply for this school together, but when it came, she was left alone.

"Hey, I don't have a conscience," Meng Qing took the registration form and lined up idly with the hoarse and dumb humanoid dragon.

Unconsciously it finally came to Meng Qing, and she smiled sweetly at the registered teacher

"Hello teacher" said and handed in the form that had already been filled

"Well, take these, go to your own class after six o'clock to prepare for a class meeting, don't be late, go to the back door of the classroom and get the invoice with the teacher in a while" The registration teacher stuffed the stamped stack of forms back into Meng Qing's hand with an expressionless face, and said mechanically, "Next"

Meng Qing stood aside, sorted out the stack of materials in his hand, pouted and walked to the back door to get the tuition receipt. Prepare to go out of the school gate for a while to have a bite to eat nearby, and wait for the class meeting at six o'clock. The first time I met my classmates, I don't know what everyone is like? Meng Qing was a little yearning.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Qing left the snack bar and walked into the school gate step by step, at this time the school restored order, and there were instructors with red armbands everywhere, which was convenient for consulting unfamiliar new students. Fortunately, Meng Qing was familiar with the road in the afternoon and walked into the new class with ease.

There were already twenty or thirty students in the class, all of whom had strange and kind smiles, and if they accidentally met each other's eyes, they would all turn into sweet smiles.

Meng Qing chose a position that was not too far behind, she was petite, and she had been accustomed to the order of the front since she was a child.

Before and after the review, they greeted each other. Meng Qing was a little disappointed, how good it would be if his group of fox friends and dogs would be fine, even if there was one.

Putting away the little loss, Meng Qing opened the new book with nothing to do, and the new pages mixed with the unique ink fragrance of the new book drilled into Meng Qing's nose.

"Excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?" asked a girl with a ponytail, not very fair skin, slightly taller than Meng Qing, with big black eyes

"Oh, no. You sit down," Meng Qing pulled the book he had placed beyond the boundaries back into his own range.

"Thank you," the girl sat down politely. No other words

Meng Qing secretly looked at the girl next to her and found that she didn't seem to be talking to other classmates

"A little introverted," Meng Qing thought to herself.

It seems that he has a small goal in mind. Meng Qing didn't like to be alone, so she continued to look secretly. Suddenly, I saw the hair rings on the girl's high ponytail falling apart.

"Classmate, your hair ring is broken," Meng Qing reminded in a low voice

The girl blushed a little and immediately touched her hair ring, and found that there was indeed a place that was a little abnormal, and she was even more embarrassed, after all, today is the first time everyone has met, who doesn't want to have a good image?

"Oh, here you go," Meng Qing grinned, took out a brand new hair tie from his pocket and handed it over

The girl smiled heartily, and the smile at this moment was no longer with a strange and polite smile.

Meng Qing also felt a magical sense of belonging, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Meng Qing"

"Hello, my name is Zhao Hui".

The friendship of girls always comes very inexplicably, and at this moment they must not have thought that this friendship has helped each other for fifteen years, maybe longer.

supported each other through all their youth, all the way into middle age.

That year... The wonderful seventeen years old kicked off.

Colleges and universities, I know it. The schoolwork is not heavy, and most of the students do not like to study. Otherwise, it wouldn't have gathered here.

However, Meng Qing has a wish in her heart, she wants to be a qualified businessman and make money through her own ability. So in other subjects, she always casually peeked at novels, slept, and secretly threw notes behind Zhao Hui and Yu Lu behind the teacher's back, telling the little secrets between girls

They belong to each other.

There is only one marketing subject, and Meng Qing will listen very carefully, because she has goals and dreams in her heart. Actually, I don't understand, why the dream is to become a businessman? Obviously, when I was a child, everyone's dream was always to be a scientist, a policeman, a doctor...

Maybe it's because ......

Some headaches...

"Don't sleep, it's time to get out of class in a while" Zhao Hui took advantage of the teacher's inattention and touched Meng Qing next to her, who was sleeping presumptuously

"Class?"

"Shhhhhh Beware of being caught by the teacher, oh, this is the homework I just copied, hurry up and write it, I'll hand it in in a while, and I have to hand it in before class" Zhao Hui quickly stuffed his homework book to the sleepy-eyed friend, and didn't forget to repeat the time at the end

Meng Qing suddenly sobered up, opened his homework book, and wrote according to Zhao Hui's gourd drawing, muttering while scribbling the novel: "Alas, what kind of words are these? Can't you write clearly? This, and this, what are the words?"

"What kind of eyes, I've already written very well, you guys are asleep, I finally copied it with others, you still complain, the copying homework is sneaky, can you write well" Zhao Hui glanced at Meng Qing, and it took a while to see what he wrote.

"Hey, you'd write it quickly! I haven't written it yet, hurry up, hurry up, why are you talking so much" vibrated from the stool under his buttocks.

With his toes, he knew that it was Yu Lu's dead girl who kicked it

"I know, I know, don't kick it, I'm almost ready" Meng Qing picked up Zhao Hui's scribbled homework book, and he didn't have time to read the words he wrote that almost flew up.

With a long breath, I finally finished copying it. and then skillfully threw it to Yu Lu in the back row, and this tacit understanding has been staged countless times. Yu Lu smiled slyly, and the answer was just right.

"Ding Ding Ding" Sure enough, not long after, the bell rang for the end of class.

"Let's go, go to the bathroom. ”

Girls are always like this, they even like to be with each other when they go to the toilet, it's really a glue-like friendship, playing and laughing with each other all the way.

This lesson is the marketing department, and sure enough, Zhao Hui and Yu Lu tacitly spread their desks more comfortably. Zhao Hui sleeps, and Yu Lu chases the campus romance novel.

Meng Qing opened the book as usual, ready to take notes at any time. After all, her dream is the motivation to support her to listen carefully to this subject, and of course, her notes and homework are also the hope and trust of the other two die-hard friends to complete their coursework.

Meng Qing hopes to be a successful businessman and start her own life through her own ability, she has imagined countless times what it will be like to step into society in the future, and she also faintly understands the hardships of society, and she is a little mature when she asks herself. But at this age, how can she understand that no matter how complicated and difficult she thinks, it seems ridiculous and immature compared to the road she came after. It's a pity that the young man doesn't understand the taste of sorrow, and when he understands, he can't go back to the young man.

Meng Qing's mind was still stuck in the marketing case study of the previous lesson, and Yu Lu knocked her on the head with the novel book

"Come to your senses, my great merchant. The big cleaning"

Meng Qing came back to his senses, and the three of them quickly packed up their books. After the cleaning, you can end school. And plan what you want to do after school? Do you accompany Yu Lu to pick up new books, or accompany Zhao Hui to walk around the street, or is it the newly opened snack bar proposed by Meng Qing?

"I went outside and wiped down the windows. Meng Qing walked out of the classroom with a rag

"Hey!" a sudden male voice sounded beside Meng Qing

Meng Qing subconsciously looked at a boy wearing a goose yellow navy blue tracksuit, carrying a red trash can, and smiled at Meng Qing.

Even if the sunlight outside is so dazzling, it is not as dazzling as this smile, and Meng Qing's heart jumped tightly, and he missed a beat or two from time to time, which was a strange feeling that he had never had in more than ten years.

"Are you stupid?" the young man's hand shook in front of her eyes, but it didn't pull her back.

When he realized that he was being looked at with a smile, Meng Qing was embarrassed and embarrassed, covered his red face and turned around and fled-

What a shame!

She didn't know that this person would walk in her memory for ten years, with all her youth, all her joys and sorrows, including her future choice of marriage.

And he didn't expect that such an ordinary encounter would be entangled with each other for ten years in their precious youth.

How many years does a person's life belong to youth alone?

This side runs through the entire youth. Unexpected...

Meng Qing herself couldn't have imagined that this person would be recalled by her countless times and asked herself countless times in the years that followed

"Regret the encounter?"

Unfortunately, the answer is always different and the same every time.

Because when remembering sweetness, it is - no regrets

When I remember my sadness, it was - I wish we had never met.

It's just that the answer was repeated over and over again, and then even she didn't have an accurate answer in her own heart.

Just like that, I remember it, and when I'm busy, I'm locked in a corner.

Speaking of love, there is no attachment to the love of life in the novel

said that he didn't love it, and he never said that he would completely erase it after letting go.

It's stuck back and forth... I don't know how long it will be.