[Note: In order not to affect the reading, Chapter 32 has been forwarded to the comment area, and DJI apologizes for the inconvenience]

In the evening, Ganlo finished his homework, reviewed his homework, and walked barefoot around the sand to the bookshelf.

On the far left of the third floor of the shelf is a book borrowed from Zhou Jingrui, Yu Hua's "The Seventh Day".

A rust-red wooden strip separated it from Dream of Red Mansions, and Gan Luo pulled out the strip of wood, on which the black signature pen was written:

Where I live, the peak of the green ridge, where I swim, Hongmeng space. Who dies with me, who with me?

When did you copy the words of the Red Mansion?

"Who dies with me, who with me?

Gan Luo read the last two sentences, Nana's, turned the red wooden strip in his hand over, walked back to the sofa barefoot, took the signature pen and silently read Cao Xueqin's poems on it:

Fusheng was very busy and busy, and the feast finally ended.

Sorrow and joy are all the same as illusory, and a dream in ancient and modern times is absurd.

The red sleeves are scarred, and the infatuation is even more hateful.

Every word seems to be blood, and ten years of hard work is unusual.

Putting down the pen, Ganluo stared at the wooden strip in a daze, recalling yesterday's strange dream, her memory was incomplete, and no matter how she thought about it, she felt that things couldn't be connected.

According to her father, when she was rebuilt a few years ago, the primary school was long gone, so the only person who was related to her in the past was Zhang Qian, and he was the only one who broke through.

In the dream, the roof of the building she stood on was a teaching building in the primary school at that time, did this incident happen?

Ganluo touched his ear with one hand, and there was a scar in the place where his hair was covered, and the shape of a crescent moon was hidden between the roots of his hair.

When he was stunned, the phone rang just in time, thinking that it was Mr. Feng's phone call.

Generally, when I visit the home to ask the student's parents about the exact situation, she is alone at home, so Ganluo stubbornly did not answer.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't stop, the phone rang again, Gan Luo picked up the microphone and waited for the other party to speak, but there was no sound, he looked at the microphone sideways and opened his mouth: "Is it Teacher Feng?"

"It's me. Zhou Jingrui listened to Gan Luo's voice, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.

"Zhou Jingrui!" Gan Luo clenched the microphone in surprise, feeling puzzled and a little happy in his heart, "How do you know my phone number?"

"I asked Mr. Feng for help. ”

Zhou Jingrui was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the door of the ward from time to time, in recent days, his grandmother and aunt have been watching him closely, and his father learned of his news and returned to China ahead of schedule, and he was also forcibly taken to the imperial capital for treatment.

"I heard Grandma Li say, are you feeling better now?" Gan Luo fiddled with the finger-wide wooden strip in his hand, wondering about the marks outside his yard, but did not ask.

"Much better, don't worry, just double-check. I'll be back this week. ”

Zhang Min calculated to let him go to the imperial capital, but he didn't know that he called his father in advance, and his father happened to return to China when he returned to the imperial capital for treatment.

With his father in charge, it is impossible for Zhang Min to think that Zhou Jingrui will stay in the emperor, and his grandmother persuaded him to return to the old house in the countryside after being discharged from the hospital.

"I didn't..." Ganluo wanted to say that he was not worried, but swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Sensing her crampedness, Zhou Jingrui snickered in his heart and asked her, "You don't have anything?"

"Nothing. Ganluo's face was inexplicably hot, and he exhaled and calmed down, "Is there something wrong with your call?"

"You should have noticed the traces outside my yard, and I called to report your safety. ”

"Well, I thought someone ······" Ganluo's face was hot, how did he know that she would pay attention to the marks on the ground, and he would only look at it if he was worried, and suddenly felt wrong, and said angrily: "You lied to me!"

"How did I deceive you?"

Zhou Jingrui held back a smile, she didn't expect her to really fall for it, according to her carefulness, she might notice the traces outside the courtyard of the Zhou family, but the premise is that she will pay attention to it, and then analyze his situation.

"Tell me about it. Ganluo felt that he had no silver three hundred taels here, "You have a good rest, I'm hanging." ”

"Good. ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingrui took out his camera and looked through the photos taken a few days ago.

In front of him was the Ganluo sitting on a short seat in a white dress, leaning slightly on the coffee table to watch the egret hunting at the end of the lotus leaf.

It was the day he went to say goodbye to her, and he remembered that her hair was blown by the evening summer breeze, and had the same arc as the willow branches of the other half, and her lazy and quiet back overshadowed all the scenery.

He entered the entertainment industry at the age of twelve and has seen many people who are beautiful in their bones and skin.

Only seeing Ganluo, her unique temperament and beautiful appearance made him feel for the first time that the beauty of a woman can be as natural as nature.

The first throbbing of youth was when he held an umbrella for her in the night rain, and the other party raised his eyes and looked at eyes like black stones.

Ganluo put the wooden strip in his hand into the bookshelf, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

I opened a wooden box, which was a red wooden strip that had not been written, took out a piece, squeezed a little too white in a small plate, and traced a white locust with a line pen.