- "When you look at me, I don't speak, you have guessed it. "Maybe love is like the lyrics, everything is in plain sight. An action, a look, a subtle change in emotion, in the eyes of those who really care about you, are all expressions.

Time, in a blink of an eye, to the end of this year, Miss Zhou has been in the library for more than half a year. Most of the students here are already familiar with Miss Zhou, and they usually call her whenever she is free. Miss Zhou is also completely accustomed to the role of librarian, and she has become friends with Mo Qianyu. With a salary of ten yuan per month, in addition to expenses, you can also send 4 or 5 yuan home. It's just that in the circle of classmates, there is a secret that only Miss Zhou doesn't know.

On this day, Miss Zhou was sorting out the books returned by the students, when the young Zhao came to her and patted her on the shoulder.

"Hi ~ long time no see!"

"It's you, why have you been there for so long?" Miss Zhou smiled shyly when she saw that it was young Zhao. For this person, I still have an indescribable feeling. After all, because of him, he was saved from wandering on the streets, which seemed to be a sense of gratitude, but he also had a natural feeling of wanting to be close to him.

"I followed the teacher on a trip to another place. Brought you something, guess what?"

"I don't guess, you've never been in shape, and you guess you're making fun of me again. Miss Zhou continued to look down and tidy up the pile of books on the table. The books have just been registered and will need to be put back on the shelves later.

"Look at you, you really live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Na~ I'll send you!" Young Zhao took out a delicate rectangular box from his canvas satchel.

"This ...... This is too precious, I can't ask for it!" Miss Zhou saw the red word "hero" on the box, and knew what was inside.

"Take it, I'll pick it for you. Always holding it like this to make others laugh. Young Zhao stood behind Miss Zhou, holding the box in his hand, causing the classmates who came and went to snicker.

Miss Zhou turned around and saw two female classmates with short hair snickering past them, and Miss Zhou's face turned red again. She really couldn't figure out why she was not afraid of heaven and earth in the countryside, but when she arrived in this city, every time there was a young Zhao, her face would involuntarily turn red. In this case, she took the box containing the hero pen in a panic, and it looked like she had snatched it.

"I'm going to talk to the teacher about something in the afternoon, and I'll be waiting for me in the cafeteria at dinner!" Seeing Miss Zhou take the pen box, Young Zhao smiled, his handsome face full of excitement. Soon, the handsome face turned into a back and disappeared at the door of the library.

Miss Zhou held the pen box that had just been almost "snatched" by herself in her hand, and her heart was beating hard again. At the moment when he just made eye contact with young Zhao, he couldn't even breathe for a while. Now that she's finally figured out the problem that has been bothering her for so long, maybe at the right time, she can muster up the courage to take that step.

At dinnertime, Miss Zhou finally sorted out the pile of books. It may be that the appearance of young Zhao in the afternoon made her originally peaceful heart fluctuate a little, and when she put those books back in place, she made several mistakes, which were found and corrected by the classmates who borrowed the books later, which made her ashamed again.

When Miss Zhou arrived at the cafeteria, Young Zhao had already arrived and was waiting there. Seeing Miss Zhou coming over, the young Zhao immediately walked up to her.

"I'm in for a treat today!

"What good thing makes you happy like this?"

"You'll find out later. Let's go in first. ”

After entering the cafeteria, Miss Zhou found a place and put down the satchel she was carrying, while the young Zhao went to cook. It didn't take long for the young man Zhao to come back with two porcelain bowls, and he also used chopsticks to string three steamed buns and put them horizontally on the bowls.

"Let's eat, I'll go make a bowl of soup again, and we'll talk while eating." Young Zhao handed one of the porcelain bowls to Miss Zhou. I turned around and went to the restaurant again, and when I came back, I had two bowls of green vegetable soup in my hand.

"Zhou He, take me home to meet your parents!" During the meal, the young man Zhao suddenly said to Miss Zhou.

"Ahem...... cough ~ cough ~ cough ......" Miss Zhou was choked by the words of young Zhao and blushed. Seeing this, the young man Zhao hurriedly went over and patted her on the back.

"Even if I say it a little suddenly, it's not so exaggerated, right?" said the young Zhao as he patted it.

"Ahem...... I, I didn't react, I choked~" Miss Zhou tried her best to hide the embarrassment just now.

"Then, would you like to take me to meet your parents?" asked Young Zhao again.

"I ...... I do!" After a moment's hesitation, Miss Zhou replied affirmatively.

Young Zhao returned to his position, took a hard bite of the steamed bun on the chopsticks, and chewed it heavily, as if this was the only way to express his joy at the moment. Miss Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, was a little squirming, after all, she knew what it meant to take him back to see his parents.

Soon it was the day when the two agreed to return to their hometown, and Miss Zhou was waiting at the door of the library with a few clothes on her back, wearing a new set of light blue winter clothes, and the young Zhao had not come at this time.

There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and although the weather has cleared in the past few days, the snow is still covered in the grass where no one is walking. Under the ginkgo tree in front of the library, a thick snow blanket was also covered. The lawn that was once paved with golden ginkgo leaves is now only a white cloud-like holiness, and occasionally you can see one or two ginkgo leaves that fall later lying quietly on this white blanket, enjoying the warm sun after the snow.

Just when Zhou Guzhuo was standing in front of the library and watching the sparrows chirping and "quarreling" on the bare ginkgo branches, the young Zhao appeared in front of Miss Zhou with peach crisp in one hand and two bottles of liquor in the other.

"Let's go!"

"Oh~" Miss Zhou looked at this handsome stupid man carrying these things, and she had the feeling that the two of them would return to their parents' house after marriage, and her face was flushed again.

On the other hand, Miss Zhou's parents received a letter from Miss Zhou a month ago, and 10 yuan was sent back with the letter. The people in the village also knew that Miss Zhou was going to take her back to the village, and everyone began to talk about it again.

"I'll just say that this girl is different from other girls, Lao Zhou and the two sons are so blessed!"

"But no, I heard that the old Zhou family's aunt is still a college student!"

"Hey, what uncle, is the object of the Zhou family's girl. ”

"Sooner or later, I will become an uncle!"

When the village names were discussing under the persimmon tree at the entrance of the village, Daddy Zhou was carrying meat through the crowd.

"Lao Zhou, have you gone to the county seat?" asked a farmer wrapped in a white turban and wearing a thick green cotton jacket.

"No, 60 miles back and forth, it exhausts me to death!"

"When will the girl come back?"

"By the day, it should be here today!"

"In this way, although your legs and feet are tired, your heart is beautiful~"

"Hahaha......"

Daddy Zhou happily ran towards home amid the laughter of the crowd. Mother Zhou at home has already cleaned the house inside and out three or four times. In the evening, Miss Zhou and the young Zhao entered the village, and Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were already waiting at the entrance of the village.

In a short time, the twilight was already deep, and the occasional unknown bird call or two pierced the tranquility of the mountain village. Most of the people in the village turned off the lights, after all, kerosene is not cheap, and the weather is still so cold. In this dark land, there is only one place where the windows of people still shine. Miss Zhou's family gathered around the fire, listening to the young Zhao tell the interesting story of the first acquaintance with Miss Zhou, and the family laughed heartily from time to time. At this time, a light snow quietly fell outside the house, and the village became quieter and quieter~