Huang Liang obviously saw the metasequoia tree roots in front of his toes, how could it be that what he touched in his hand was not a metasequoia tree?

He touched it again, this time very carefully. The palm of his hand was rough and uneven, and he could feel that there was some texture on it, straight and uneven. It was clearly the metasequoia tree on campus.

Zeng Nanke next to him couldn't help laughing, and laughed with a snort.

"Nanke, are you playing with me? Isn't this a tree? Could it be that you have an opinion about this tree and want to cut it out for me as a birthday present?"

"Not true. It seems that you can't guess it when you touch it with your hands. Alright, you open your arms. Zeng Nanke let go of the hand holding Huang Liang.

Huang Liang leaned on Zeng Nanke and opened his arms.

"Take a small step forward and hold your 'tree'. ”

"That's not good, wet ......," Huang Liang said as he walked, but before he could finish speaking, he saw a pair of pure white canvas shoes appear in front of him.

The light fragrance comes to the nose.

There was no one to speak next, because the person who spoke had already arrived in front of Huang Liang's eyes.

The warm snort gently sprayed on Huang Liang's lips, and the person opposite must be very close to him, maybe he went a little further, and the tip of his nose could touch the tip of his nose.

Huang Liang stepped forward and hugged her into his arms.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant, gentle and full of arms.

Each other's clothes were soaked with dewdrops, and they were slightly cold, but the blood was beating and hot at the moment.

"Did you guess what it was?" said softly in his arms as he leaned into Huang Liang's ear.

Huang Liang's face was hot, and he swallowed deeply.

The ignorant young man, the little immature feelings quietly attached to the youthful years, poked his head out shyly and timidly at this moment, and was deeply rooted in the bottom of his innocent heart.

"Did you guess what it was?" Zeng Nanke asked again.

"Hmm. Huang Liang nodded heavily.

"What is it?"

"Yes......"

When those two words came to his mouth, they were swallowed hard by Huang Liang, and when they came out again, they had become other words-

"Hugs. ”

"Poof!" Zeng Nanke smiled, but did not speak, and then reached out to wrap his arms around Huang Liang's waist.

Is a hug more than a hug?

The handkerchief on Huang Liang's face had not yet been untied, and he couldn't see Zeng Nanke's face at the moment, but he was sure that the girl in front of him would not just be an ordinary passerby in his life, she would definitely make unforgettable waves in the long river of his life.

She and he have been together from elementary school to high school, she is kind, she is mischievous, and she touches his first flower.

He secretly swore in his heart that from now on, he would always be good to her.

The reason why he didn't reveal all his thoughts was because he kept in mind the teacher's earnest teachings - "don't fall in love".

He has to study hard, try to improve his abilities, and make himself stronger.

"Huang Liang, is it the first time you hug a girl?" Zeng Nanke pulled down the handkerchief on Huang Liang's face and said with a smile.

"Yes, it's the first time I've dedicated it to you, aren't you happy?"

"Look at you, hold me so crookedly, I'm about to fall!

"Oh, sorry, my posture isn't pretty standard. Huang Liang hurriedly straightened Zeng Nanke, "Come again, this time it won't count." ”

Zeng Nanke's face was crimson for a moment, and he ran away with a light smile.

Huang Liang chased after him and shouted, "Hey, why did you run away suddenly?"

The two of them walked one after the other, stepping on the dusk and running in the soft mist.

The picturesque golden leaves sprinkle the tree-lined paths, like a meandering carpet, paving a smooth path for the two of them in this quiet and unpretentious campus, allowing them to chase after each other and even forget about time.

To this day, when Huang Liang thinks of the past with Zeng Nanke, all kinds of tenderness still come to his heart.

The taxi drove past the golden of place after place, and the road ahead was straight and far away, with no end in sight.

It seems that there is still a long way to go to get to the destination.

The opera "Long March" is playing on the car stereo:

“…… Lots of hard work, stepping. Don't forget how far you go, who is the original intention for...... If the dream is not reached, the heart is unwilling, and the heart is unwilling. Even though there are thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, flowers change people all the way. ”

Huang Liang remembered what the general secretary said: "As long as you go the right way, you are not afraid of being far away." ”