Yin Wenwen held the file bag in his hand, and fell into thought. At the beginning, the transfer campus was stored in the new campus of Zài, which is a little far away from the headquarters, and it takes more than two hours to take the bus. He didn't even say a word of thanks to her like this, but he seemed stingy.

Just as she was thinking about it, a text message interrupted her train of thought.

- You look good when you smile, don't keep a straight face.

Yin Wenwen was slightly stunned, as if no one had ever said this to her. She just unconsciously covered up a heart of recognition with bluntness, but she didn't expect it to become synonymous with coldness in the eyes of others.

When can my clumsy acting skills be fake? Yin Wenwen's memories flooded in.

Once upon a time, it wasn't like that...... It seems like a long time has passed. It's been so long that I've almost forgotten what that little boy looks like. I didn't expect that after so many years, his words still remember so clearly.

My heart began to ache again. Sure enough, I still care a lot. Yin Wenwen's eyes were not very clear, they became obscure and cloudy, and his hands were tightly clenched. That guy must not know that his words influenced a girl for a whole fourteen years.

In a trance, Yin Wenwen seemed to smell the fragrance of gardenias. Since then, it seems that I am not so allergic to pollen?

Memories are also stained spotless white by gardenias. In the midsummer afternoon, the sun is dazzling, the heat wave is rolling, and the sweat is like rain in a moment.

A thin hand twists a gardenia and places it on the tip of its nose, and the snow-white petals linger with a faint floral fragrance.

"Ahh

A sea of strange itches hit, and the little man couldn't resist it after all, and sneezed several times in a row. The friends gathered around, grinning and clapping their hands.

The flower in his hand was slammed to the ground. Yin Wenwen wiped his eyes with his hands, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. She stood there and wailed aggrievedly.

Swindler! It's all liars!

It's a lie to say that gardenias aren't fragrant!

Yin Wenwen will never forget the summer when she was six years old, and she understood what a lie was.

She hates it when people lie to her.

Since childhood, Yin Wenwen has been particularly allergic to pollen. The doctor told her to try to have as little contact as possible, because Yan Zòng's condition would cause many small red bumps and leave unsightly scars on her face.

Yin Wenwen hated them. Sometimes, she would step on the small bench in front of the mirror and pinch them hard.

That day, the rash on her face had not yet dissipated. The little friend who usually plays well coaxes her to sniff the gardenias.

"You won't be allergic to this flower." The little partner swears by it.

Yin Wenwen picked one. Actually, she also likes flowers.

Sneezing silently and honestly confessed.

Yin Wenwen was at a loss, and suddenly felt very sad. Hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and tears still flowed down his fingers.

But why do they laugh and be so happy? In the laughter of his friends, Yin Wenwen cried even louder.

"It's noisy, shut up!"

With a hint of impatience in his immature voice, the boy stood in front of Yin Wenwen and covered a large patch of sunlight above his head. Yin Wenwen finally stopped crying, and the tear stains on his cheeks didn't have time to dry. He was a head taller than her, and Yin Wenwen could only look up at him.

The friends were silent. In size, boys have an absolute advantage. No one is stupid enough to fight an opponent with a disparity in strength. They stared at him with wide eyes curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

The boy picked up the gardenia on the ground and pinned it to Yin Wenwen's braid. The young voice is as good as yesterday: "Don't cry, in the name of the king, I give you flowers that will last forever." ”

Yin Wenwen grinned and laughed happily. She was sure that he must have been called by his grandmother to help her.

"You don't think they look like a playhouse!" A girl screamed.

"That's it! Shame, shame! ”

The friends besieged again. This time, not only Yin Wenwen, but even the boy blushed. Isn't that what dad and mom mean?

The boy argued vigorously: "I have nothing to do with her!" ”

The friends turned a deaf ear, scraping their cheeks with their fingers, grimacing and shouting: "Shame, shame, shame, ......"

The boy was angry, and she yelled at Yin Wenwen: "Don't laugh, it's so ugly!" Then he shook his hand and walked away without looking back.

Yin Wenwen cried again, covered his eyes and ran home: "Grandma...... Woohoo......"

As for the boy, Yin Wenwen never saw him again. I guess it's a neighbor's child. But his words were deeply engraved in Yin Wenwen's heart. So much so that 14 years later, she still can't forget it.