His thoughts drifted uncontrollably far away, and Gu Nanqiao seemed to be back in the early summer when the air was filled with the scent of jasmine.

She remembered that she was learning Peking Opera in the Children's Palace when she was young, and from time to time she would receive a bag at the door of the dressing room, which contained hot cow cakes and small snacks that girls liked to eat.

Because of these things, Gu Nanqiao was ridiculed by her little sister Fan Yishan back then.

On the way home, Fan Yishan always generously shared the small benefits given by unknown admirers with Gu Nanqiao, and joked that her junior sister has not yet officially appeared on stage, and she already has loyal anonymous little fans.

In the period of youth and ignorance, girls will always be attracted by these vignettes with mysterious reverie, and if the girlfriends and friends around them follow suit, it is easier to arouse some ambiguous feelings.

Gu Nanqiao didn't guess who this mysterious admirer was, but the anonymous little fan was too hidden and never let her find any clues, and she couldn't guess where this was sacred.

Until one day after class, Gu Nanqiao was suddenly stopped by a teenager he had never met.

The young man was wearing a wide white shirt, and his thin body, which had not yet fully grown, was tall and handsome, and the cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a beautiful ankle. He lowered his head, his soft bangs covered his forehead, Gu Nanqiao couldn't see his appearance and expression clearly, he could only see the long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, light as a butterfly flapping its wings, indescribably clean and beautiful.

Although the young man didn't say anything, Gu Nanqiao immediately guessed that this was the person who had been giving him gifts all along.

At that time, Gu Nanqiao originally wanted to say something to him, but before she could speak, the young man hurriedly stuffed a brown paper bag, leaving a "thank you" scattered in the wind, and then turned around and left.

Gu Nanqiao didn't even have time to see his appearance clearly, and he didn't ask him what he wanted to thank her.

In my memory, it was a slightly sultry summer, and the jasmine flowers in the children's park next to the Children's Palace were blooming just right, and the cloudless blue sky cast fine golden sunlight, and as far as the eye could see, there was a sea of flowers, as if it were endless. The viscous wind carried the unique aroma of jasmine far away, Gu Nanqiao opened the kraft bag, which contained half a bag of delicately packaged jasmine slices, and the emerald green tea leaves were mixed with complete jasmine flowers.

The light aroma haunted her nose and was engraved in her memory without warning.

Later, the bag of jasmine slices with more than half a bag was taken home by Gu Nanqiao, this time she didn't show Fan Yishan the small gift, nor did she mention it to her master, the girl had a small careful thought for the first time, fermented in the pink magnificent dream, and was reluctant to share it with anyone.

At night, when everyone was asleep, Gu Nanqiao secretly got up from the quilt in the middle of the night, she didn't turn on the light in the living room, but the moonlight through the window made the surrounding scenery clear.

Then, Gu Nanqiao tiptoed to boil a pot of boiling water and carefully brewed the half bag of tea leaves.

The boiling water is poured into the white porcelain tea set, the tea leaves with distinct roots are delicate and green, the white hao is sinking at the bottom of the cup, the jasmine with complete stamens floats on the top of the tea soup, and the fresh tea fragrance is filled with the moving floral fragrance that seems to be absent.

Gu Nanqiao picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.

The entrance is faintly bitter, and soon it becomes a faint fragrance that spreads between the lips and teeth.

At that moment, she suddenly thought of the young man she met in the evening, his white shirt revealed an indescribable handsomeness, and the shadow of the slanting sun stretched out everywhere when he left, leaving behind the young man's loneliness and arrogance.

It's indescribably good-looking.

Gu Nanqiao fantasized about the future to be continued, but since that day, she has never received an anonymous gift, nor has she seen the thin and handsome young man. This holiday episode is like a beautiful dream in my youth, and there is no beginning at all, and it doesn't matter if it ends.

Later, this youthful past was gradually forgotten by Gu Nanqiao, and he almost didn't think about it anymore. Who would have thought that the things that she had forgotten, another person would always remember, and the ignorance and goodwill of the year have continued to this day, and finally led to a reunion after a long absence.

It turns out that Su Yiyang's sentence, fate is more than that, this is what it means.

"Hey, the operation is finally over...... The doctor came out. ”

At this moment, Zhong Ziyi's exclamation pulled back Gu Nanqiao's thoughts, and she hurriedly stepped forward.

"Doctor, how is the operation?" Standing at the door for too long, Gu Nanqiao's legs were a little numb, and his throat was a little dry and hoarse, and as soon as he spoke, he couldn't suppress the crying between his words, "Is my boyfriend okay, where is his injury, and will his life be in danger...... Please, doctor, save him. ”

The doctor was not very old, and he was overworked from the continuous surgery, and he was a little dizzy at this time, so that he was stunned by this series of questions, and subconsciously glanced at Zhong Ziyi.

The look in his eyes seemed to be asking silently, weren't you present when you signed the operation notice before entering the door, and didn't explain to the family that this was a bone graft operation, which basically would not cause life-threatening injuries?

Zhong Ziyi touched the tip of his nose and smiled, and communicated with the doctor by thought, "It's okay, it's okay, you are busy first."

At the same time, he couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had put too much pressure in his heart and scared Xiao Nanqiao, otherwise why had she not completely recovered after such a long time.

And this kind of silent communication became very subtle in the eyes of Gu Nanqiao, an uninformed person, so that she took a deep breath and said like a broken boat: "Doctor, what is going on? Tell me, I am mentally prepared...... I can accept anything......"

The doctor turned his head slightly and was about to say something, but at this moment, Gu Nanqiao's hand was suddenly grasped.

The knobly segmented hands were very slender, the touch from the fingertips was soft and familiar, and when the ten fingers were interlocked, Gu Nanqiao could clearly feel the warm body temperature of the fingertips exchanging with each other, and it had been spreading into a smile on the bottom of his eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something, as if she had realized it later.

The surprise of being in a desperate place came from the depths of Gu Nanqiao's heart, because she couldn't suppress the excitement at the moment, her big clear and agile eyes were stained with light water, and after a few seconds, she finally trembled and squeezed out a sentence.

"Su Yiyang ......."

Because Su Yiyang's body was still very weak after the operation, he didn't know what his situation was, he was disabled and half-propped up his elbows and wanted to sit up, and quickly lay back on the bed under the doctor's eye knife warning.

It's just that although the person lay down obediently, Su Dashao's hand was still as dishonest as ever, and he continued to hold Gu Nanqiao's little hand in the palm of his hand, saying that he would not let go of anything.

And this time, it was very rare, Gu Nanqiao didn't withdraw his hand, and couldn't help but make the smile on the corner of Su Yiyang's lips thicker, and a light laugh with ridicule overflowed from his throat.

"Little Nanqiao ......"

In fact, when he was pushed into the operating room, Su Yiyang gradually began to regain consciousness, so whether it was Zhong Ziyi calling someone over in a hurry, or the stepmother who was close and tolerant to him on the surface, but was actually tense behind his back, came to sign the operation notice, he was vaguely aware of it, and he knew that he was not in great danger.

It's just that those things are like dreams vaguely emerging in my mind during light sleep, those memories are wandering, like a slideshow, Su Yiyang is just an experiencer, without any autonomous consciousness, and there is no way to wake up from a deep sleep.

And in that chaos, the person Su Yiyang thought about the most was Gu Nanqiao.

Su Dashao, who has always been rational and decisive, clearly felt his weakness for the first time, on the highway, the phone call he wanted to make most before he lost consciousness was to Gu Nanqiao, and the phone numbers of the eleven ones were memorized by him in the depths of his heart, and they appeared in his mind uncontrollably at the moment when the gravel and mud rolled down.

Su Yiyang prides himself on being free and easy, enjoying short-term pleasures, living a presumptuous and casual life, not deliberately caring about gains and losses, and of course not having too much obsession with life and death. At one point, he didn't think that he would care about anyone at the moment of life and death, but in the end, he suddenly realized that he did have someone he couldn't reluctant.

When he was confused, he remembered the shadows of the trees stretched by the sun in the Children's Palace and the chirping of the cicadas on behalf of the whole tree in summer, the girl holding the bar with one hand and pressing her legs, and the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror embedded in the entire wall of the opera classroom reflected her slender and beautiful figure, and when she looked out the window, she raised the corners of her lips, and the faint smile at a glance was remembered by Su Yiyang to this day.

Then many years later, piles of grass were filled, the moonlight outlined the girl's delicate and moving face, and when she laughed, the stars seemed to be precipitated in her eyes, and the eyebrows under her eyes were indescribably beautiful.

"If you have something on your mind and feel that you can't talk to others, you can tell me - take 10,000 steps back, we can be regarded as a friendship that shares weal and woe, I am not polite to you, what is polite to me, Brother Su?

At that time, Gu Nanqiao's words were firm, and his clear and moving voice was like a clear spring, moisturizing things and flowing silently into Su Yiyang's heart, so that those dark emotions accumulated over the years gradually began to be purified.

It's like everything has a reason to be redeemed.

"Aren't you, and me......"

If you really have any regrets, it is that I didn't hold Gu Nanqiao's face at that time and kissed it directly.

Looking at Gu Nanqiao's concerned and surprised gaze, Su Yiyang felt a little satisfied, and even miraculously sprouted unfamiliar words such as "happiness" and "peace of mind".

So much so that it was originally just a sigh of emotion in the soul of Fuzhi, but it was inexplicably with a bit of sincere affection.

"It's nice to see you as soon as I open my eyes. ”

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