118. Those Forgotten Stories (Medium)

That summer, it was always raining, and even then, it was hot or hot.

When it rains, it will give people an inexplicable lingering feeling, like the heart, which is also entangled with a layer of mist, wet, and always unable to see the light.

She had never looked at the people sitting in front of her, whether they were male or female, beautiful or ugly, or how they were studied. She didn't care, their polite greetings, and Xiang Yao only replied politely.

There is no spirit, maybe it has something to do with the weather.

However, it is more about her character, and it may also be because she and Zhang Yichu were not assigned to the same class. Zhang Yichu went to study science, while Dong Huaian began to work hard in order to be admitted to a university in the United States. So, they separated and only met at dinner!

She remembers that afternoon, it was still raining. After changing seats, there was a girl in white beside her, and when she saw her, it was also because she had a long ponytail, which landed on the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes and gently reminded her that she had noticed that she was spotless white. Just because, in such weather, white clothes are easy to get dirty. And she wears white clothes every day and can keep it so clean, she must be a very self-disciplined person in her heart.

Later, after getting acquainted, when she sat in front of Xiang Yao, she had only been transferred from other schools for three days.

She has this romantic name, Mo Yunbai.

Xiang Yao's Chinese proficiency is top-notch in the entire grade. I hope that in the first monthly exam after the comeback, she won the first place in the single language subject that she had dominated for a long time.

The teacher sat on the podium and recited the wishing composition, saying that he had a lot in his chest, and asked everyone: "Do you know where the gap between your composition and Mo Yunbai is?"

"I don't know!"

"Hey, I knew you didn't. The Chinese teacher is about to retire after taking them this year, but he still has a childlike heart, he said, "Go downstairs, turn right, go to the end, there is a building, called the library, you can go there and have a look." ”

In the future, when I had free time, Xiang Yao went to the library, and every time I could meet her, I came and went, and I became so familiar.

Unlike Zhang Yichu, Mo Yunbai doesn't like to speak, and he even talks a little less than Xiang Yao. Every time we meet, I just nod my head.

It was raining again, she could actually go upstairs to continue reading, but Mo Yunbai was also waiting, she stared at the splash of raindrops falling in the groove for a long time, and finally broke the silence between the two: "If the rain doesn't stop, the sky will be dark." “

Mo Yunbai didn't realize that Enyi was talking to him at first, until she called his name and asked him, "Mo Yunbai, is your home far away?"

Mo Yunbai nodded in hindsight, and shook his head again: "It's not far." ”

Xiang Yao said: "I don't know when the rain will stop, I think maybe it is more reliable for us to run back in the rain." “

As soon as she finished speaking, two people came over from afar, and they rushed to Yao from afar to say hello: "I told you that I want to go home early today!"

Dong Huaian and Zhang Yichu walked towards them with an umbrella.

"Look, Xiao Chu, I'll just say it's a little alpaca?"

"I didn't expect that your hard-working eyes are about to go blind, and there is still a good time. Zhang Yichu gave Dong Huaian a punch, and then his eyes fell on the girl next to her, "Yaoyao, who is this!"

"I'm at the front table. It's called Mo Yunbai. ”

Zhang Yichu looked at Mo Yunbai with flickering eyes, and then looked at her white coat. Retracted his gaze.

"Awesome Yaoyao, you made a new friend yourself!"

"I ......"

Mo Yunbai looked at the ground hesitantly, not knowing what to do. The next second, she raised her head, just met Dong Huai'an's curious gaze, and hurriedly lowered her head, her fair cheeks flushed.

"Let's go, let's go eat together!"

Dong Huaian pulled her into his umbrella and tilted it to her side. He didn't get close to her, he didn't look at her, he could only hear the sound of Xiaoyu tapping her umbrella and her own heartbeat.

That day, Mo Yunbai and Dong Huaian held an umbrella together, and later, this scene always appeared in Xiang Yao and Dong Huai'an's dreams.

Later, when Dong Huaian mentioned Mo Yunbai to them, he said that the first time he saw her eyes, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. At that moment, he knew that he had met true love, and he met the love at first sight mentioned in the book.

Dong Huai'an and Mo Yunbai's love is not strange, but it has become a matter of course.

After all, Mo Yunbai has the appearance of all boys' first love, with long hair in white clothes, a melancholy and cold temperament, and full of literary and artistic style. And Dong Huaian has the handsome appearance, motor nerves and prominent family background of the male protagonist in idol dramas.

Therefore, this is the official top match given by the goddess Jesus Nuwa and the Virgin Mary.

Even under the high-pressure mountain of the college entrance examination, they are still very sweet.

As long as there is time, they will be tired of being together. Even if it's a ten-minute break between classes, I don't miss it.

Xiang Yao and Zhang Yichu persuaded them more than once to keep a low profile.

There was no way, the two of them could only help them cover as much as possible.

But Dong Huai'an at that time was blindfolded by love, and he only cared about rampage, but he reached the edge of the cliff.

The fuse of the incident was that the two of them escaped from Sunday's self-study class together, and the teacher, who usually does not check the class, suddenly attacked and caught a straight one.

The school and the teachers invited parents from both sides. Mo Yunbai's parents were both elementary school teachers, and the two of them looked at Dong Huai'an's parents, who had a strong aura, nervously. Of course, they didn't speak excessively or excessively. Dong Huai'an's parents have always apologized to Mo Yunbai's parents and promised to educate their ignorant children well.

These are all things that Mo Yunbai said to Xiang Yao. As she spoke, her eyes looked into the distance, as if she had seen something.

And after that incident, Dong Huaian has been silent, he has not said a word about this matter!

They are dating less and less, and they hardly see each other much, and they don't talk to each other. Even when sitting together, the eyes don't meet.

They didn't say they broke up, but they were colder than strangers.

Until the afternoon of Sunday, which was close to the summer vacation, Mo Yunbai appeared at the door of Xiang Yao's house.

This is a rare sunny day, under the sun, Mo Yunbai's skirt is very dazzling.

"Let's talk. ”

Mo Yunbai spoke.

They walked along to the subway station in front of Xiang Yao's house (Ji Zexi's home), which was lined with trees and around the corner, and there was a park. You can even see the swing inside through the gap in the vines. It's just that, in the afternoon, it was very sunny, and there were no children playing.

"Let's just sit there!"

Mo Yunbai pointed to the swing that was already hot under the sun.

Xiang Yao didn't sit, just stood in the shade of the tree. In the sun, her face glowed as white as her clothes.

"He's going to the United States. ”

"Yes. ”

Xiang Yao didn't know how to tact, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

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