Gu Ao's new house is very close to the school, presumably to facilitate his studies. It's good to be rich. Wang Xixi stood in the elevator, thinking wildly.

This is the second time I have come to this house in Koo.

The house was a mess, with many large cardboard boxes. The cardboard box says what is inside.

Wang Xixi sat on top of one of the cardboard boxes with "books, magazines" written on them, listening to Gu Ao talk about what things to put and where.

"Okay, okay, I'll put these books and magazines for you first, these must be on the bookshelf anyway, right?" She patted the cardboard box under her buttocks, and the cardboard box didn't move, it seemed that there were indeed a lot of books in it.

Gu Ao looked at her impatient appearance and smiled helplessly, "I really don't know if it's right or wrong for Lu Dao to come to you." ”

"Ahem," Wang Xixi jumped down from the cardboard box, "I'm very good at organizing things." ”

With that, she opened the cardboard box.

It is full of textbooks and practice questions used in the first year of high school, which should be often used in the review of the college entrance examination, Wang Xixi put them on the bottom layer of the bookshelf, the innermost part of the table, so that you can get it when you want to read it.

Gu Ao looked at Wang Xixi's serious appearance, smiled, and began to move a larger cardboard box, which was full of clothes and the like, so it was not heavy.

Wang Xixi was alone with a book in the corner of the room.

She was surprised to find that Gu Ao still had books used in junior high school and elementary school. She was holding a first-grade textbook with a hand-drawn girl flying a kite on the cover, and shouted to Gu Ao in another room, "You never sell books, do you?" ”

Gu Ao poked his head out of the door frame, "Well, I never sell it, I keep it." ”

Wang Xixi's heart suddenly softened, she didn't expect that there would be such a nostalgic person among the boys.

She put his elementary and junior high school books on the top shelf, which are not often used, and should be satisfied with just looking at the cover occasionally.

At the bottom of the carton was a neat stack of magazines, and Wang Xixi picked up the top one. After reading the cover clearly, she almost screamed in surprise.

It's "Cityscape".

She put down the magazines in her hand, and rummaged through the rest of the cardboard boxes, all of which were "Cityscapes". All of them have been neatly arranged by the date of Gu Ao, from June 2000 to the present, there is no one left.

Wang Xixi didn't know how to describe her current mood.

Gu Ao had been collecting the magazine for three years longer than she had been.

She picked up one of the magazines and burst into the room where Gu Ao was, forgetting to knock on the door.

"Gu Ao," she called him, "......" suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" He looked at the magazine in her hand with a somewhat complicated expression, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Xixi was a little moved, and his eyes were bright, "You, also read this magazine?" ”

"Hmm." He replied softly.

Wang Xixi suddenly ran towards him, she hugged him tightly, and she didn't know what to say. "I've been watching it too." That was the only thing she could say at this point.

It's good that I liked the magazine for so long and you like it too.

Wang Xixi's heart seemed to be living in a bird all the time, and it was about to fly.

She flipped to the back pages of the magazine in her hand, pointed to the photo and asked Gu Ao, "Do you usually look at these pages of photos?" ”

Gu Ao let out a dull "um".

"And do you like the guy you take pictures of?" Wang Xixi was slowly trying to open up to him.

"White robe?" There was no cheer in his voice, and he looked at her brow-browled expression with a watery expression.

"You don't like it?" Wang Xixi looked at him without any expression, feeling that he was shaving his head and picking his head hot, and he was a little depressed.

Gu Ao's eyes deepened: "What do you like about him?" ”

Could it be that Gu Ao is jealous because he likes white robes? Thinking of this, Wang Xixi's heart opened up again. "I just like the way he shoots, his pictures are very elegant, and he can bring people in."

What she didn't dare to say was that she had taken the white robe as one of her beliefs. She often imagined him holding his camera and washing his photographs in the darkroom. What's more, the reason why she met Gu Ao and Hu Meiyin in the church was the white robe.

"Oh, that's right," Gu Ao's expression couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, "Sissy, you can help me pile the magazines under the table." ”

Wang Xixi placed the magazines one by one, and occasionally turned a few pages to take a look, as if returning to the time when she was lonely and only accompanied by a white robe.

Put away the last magazine, Wang Xixi's task is completed.

There are still a few cardboard boxes on the ground.

She walked over and saw that one of the cardboard boxes had "Photos" written on it.

Hey? Could it be a photo of Gu Ao's past? What did he look like as a child? Wang Xixi quietly looked at Gu Ao, who was still busy in another room.

With a wicked smile, she picked up the scissors and gently cut the tape off the top of the cardboard box.

The top one is indeed a photo of Gu Ao when he was a child.

I was about six or seven years old, with a white shirt and short hair that was slightly messy by the wind. The smile on his face bloomed a little shyly in the sun. This is the smallest face.

Wang Xixi flipped through the pile of photos, and there were several photos of Gu Ao standing on the football field and playing football. I can't imagine that a boy like Gu Ao, who looks so white and clean, likes to play football when he is young.

His hair was flying, and the blue jersey was draped over his skinny bones.

There are also a few of his graduation photos, elementary school, junior high school, and different classes.

I'm afraid that even Wang Xixi herself didn't realize that when she looked at these photos, the corners of her mouth involuntarily rose an angle.

These are his pasts.

Wang Xixi smiled and put these past photos aside. There were so many photos in this box that she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

She picked up a stack of them, which were landscape photos.

Her brow furrowed slightly. Very nice landscape photos. Her eyes stopped when she saw a photograph.

White snow-capped mountains, peaceful and tranquil little villages.

Very familiar picture. Where have I seen it.

Wang Xixi suddenly pulled out a copy of the magazine that had just been put on the table and flipped to the most familiar page.

Really.

It's a picture of a white robe. She first liked the pictures of the white robe. This is where she wants to go the most.

Why is it that Gu Ao has this photo here? Could it be that he is really a white robe?

Wang Xixi's breathing was a little short, and his heart was about to jump out.

She took the picture and walked over to Gu Ao. Quietly.

Outside the window, Zhizhi is still tireless, and the lush green leaves reflect the light in the sunlight.

Gu Ao's thin back in a white shirt was right in front of her, and she heard her own voice: "White robe? ”