Fang Yi Quqing is extra

Fang Yi Article.

Fang Yi remembered that the first time he was really interested in Qu Qing was on that summer afternoon, the weather was hot and sweaty, they sweated on the court, he and the boss cooperated tacitly and won the game, but his foot sprained and got off the field, Qu Qing was worried, squatted down with a slightly fat body, gave him a cold compress, sprayed cooling spray, massaged him, and wiped his sweat, although he knew that this was what she should do as a team manager, and the relationship between several people was usually so good, but Fang Yi felt that his heart was beating faster, looking at her carefully, for the first time, he felt that her chubby face was so cute。。

The time you held hands, it was in the small corner of the campus, in the snickering laughter of Xiaoli and Xing Mo, nervous and excited, he saw that the little chubby girl blushed, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

Oh, young people like it, it's so simple, the more nervous, the more I like it.

That night, he was so sad to see her crying for the first time, she drank too much, didn't want to go home, returned to her small room, her red face was in front of her eyes, her eyes were red like a rabbit, she was lying in her arms, he was infinitely distressed, he couldn't help but kiss her, she didn't hide, snorted and responded to him with tears, he knew that she was drunk, and himself, was really drunk.

When he left Qingmei Town, he even had the heart to die, but he couldn't, he knew, Qu Qing was still waiting for her, but he didn't expect that she stood in the heavy snow all night, he didn't dare to imagine how desperate she should be when she fell on the cold ground covered in blood, he tried all kinds of ways to go back, to find his little chubby girl, until his parents knelt in front of him, he didn't know that he was so small, so cowardly, in this life, he had to live up to the girl he liked first.

Fang Yi is very grateful to Cheng Zimu, he calls him the boss, he treats himself as a real brother, his grandfather came forward, in Beijing, this city where every inch of land is valuable, their family has their own house, their parents have a stall to do business, he can go to school normally, everything about him is so complete, except for Qu Qing, everything is fine now, but her life is all ruined, and it is difficult to complete it.

Zhang Xiaoli hated himself so much, Fang Yi knew that he had no right to blame anyone, Qu Qing was his girlfriend, and it was his responsibility when she had an accident, and there was no cause and effect, so he begged Zhang Xiaoli and told him the address, he wanted to spend the rest of his life to protect her, but she shut herself out.

He finally saw Qu Qing, she didn't have the smiling face and liveliness of the past, she was no longer her little chubby girl, she didn't have a trace of what she remembered, she was so thin, so lonely, she saw herself running desperately, desperately running, desperately hiding, until he held her in his arms, her eyes were full of resentment, and she scratched her arm with the key.

He begged Cheng Zimu, Cheng Zimu told him the address, checked her phone number for him, transferred Qu Qing's volunteer for him, and concealed Xiaoli, he was grateful to Cheng Zimu all his life, and he was his boss all his life.

In the end, they became college classmates, and Qu Qing knew about Xing Mo, but she didn't go back. That day, he called her countless times, she didn't answer, he dialed from the public phone, and told her that Xiaoli was going to commit suicide, the two girls were crying so desperately, looking at Cheng Zimu's eyes without a trace of anger, he was extremely flustered, these two girls, will they eventually leave them? .

Xiaoqing, if everything can be done again, I will definitely jump off that train, even if I die, I will die closer to you.

Xiaoqing, do you know, I really didn't give up on you, I'm just too weak, can you give me a chance, give me a chance to grow and protect you.

Xiaoqing, will you come back? Our Qingmei Town, is it still in your memory?

Qu Qing chapter.

The day Qu Qing received Fang Yi's confession, her heart was actually extremely excited, she liked Fang Yi, although she liked it shallowly, but it started a long time ago, he was injured in the game that day, he didn't know how distressed he was.

She never thought that the five of them would be separated, in her world, in addition to her parents, the four of them gave themselves another home, but Cheng Zimu is different from them in the end, he is so dazzling, he is noble, he is rich, although in front of them, he is an ordinary teenager, but he is still the young master of the capitalist in Xiaoli's mouth.

When Xiaoli was leaving, she was not surprised, she understood this girl, without Cheng Zimu, there was no self, she was powerful on the surface, and she was very dependent on him in her heart, so she didn't want her to be uncomfortable, she smiled goodbye, watched her leave, she was silently uncomfortable, her family left, her home, no longer complete, so she was drunk, she had nowhere to vent, so that night, she indulged herself.

Looking at the closed door of the Fang family, she was helpless in her heart, only expectation, she expected Fang Yi to come out as usual, and said to her with a smile, "Little chubby, I will always be by your side, accompany you, don't be afraid." ”。

But until she lost the last trace of strength, the shy boy, the smiling boy, never appeared again, until the next day, came the news of his family's move, that was his hometown, his parents' lifelong roots, and just like that, along with himself, he was completely abandoned.

She knew that Xiaoli had come to see her, she finally knew how capable the Chengzimu family was, they easily found out their school, found out their phone number, found out their □□, every month, there was a small deposit coming in, she knew that it was given to her by Xiaoli, she didn't return it, but sealed it in the card, for Xiaoli, she couldn't bear to blame, it's just that she needs time.

Fang Yi chased her, when he hugged her, he cried like a child, he said that he didn't abandon him, he said that he was too weak, he said that his parents forced him with his life, and he made himself wait for her, but, Fang Yi, do you know, when I fell, when I watched the little by little blood flow in front of my eyes, my tears had already dried in the biting cold wind, Fang Yi, we all left that town, left the hometown full of white green plum blossoms, and left the youth and past that we can never go back to.

Seeing him send a message and hearing him talk about Xing Mo, Qu Qing cried in the classroom in despair, she didn't know why fate was so unfair, those were her two best friends, the Momo who was always protected by them, she was so fragile, how to survive such a sad winter, she didn't dare to go back, she was afraid to see Momo's desperate face, she was afraid that she would remember the pain she had had, and then what she brought to Momo, in addition to sadness, only despair.

Until fate was unfair again, she ran desperately, pulled down the little separation that was about to commit suicide, held the small separation that seemed to wither without a trace of temperature, her heart was like a knife, her small separation, the one who loved to laugh and make trouble, the lively, and always protected them, lost the last and only relative in this world, or because of the boy she liked so much.

Looking at Xiaoli's changes, she couldn't change, seeing Fang Yi appear in her school, she couldn't be moved, her tears were dry, she couldn't pass in the past, she was so confused in the future, she didn't even dare to recall, she didn't dare to recall the figure when they ran hand in hand on the streets of the town, the laughter at that time, she couldn't hear it anymore, and the smiling face at that time could never come back.

Now, just three years, there is nothing to do, but it has long been a person, and the green plum blossoms still bloom in the spring of each year, but they can no longer see the brilliant appearance as in their memories.