"Xiao, do you want to see the previous photos?" I don't know why, Xia Youran was suddenly very interested, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Bai Xiao still had to go to class. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoPerhaps, she herself wants to see the previous photos, the album that has been sealed in the dust and has never dared to touch. If someone watches it together, they won't be so scared.

"Is that okay?" Bai Xiao blinked, because he hadn't slept all the time, he had already begun to wear a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes, plus his skin was relatively white, and those dark circles looked particularly obvious. He yawned, and after talking to Xia Youran, he didn't feel scared at all, and then sleepiness slowly swept over.

"Yes......" Xia Youran opened the cabinet door and took out a cardboard box, the box was not very big, but Xia Youran was a little difficult when he held it. After taking the box out, she turned around and opened the nearby drawer, took out a pair of scissors, cut the tape from the top of the box, and took out all the photo albums inside.

"Look, you see...... I ......" Xia Youran was about to show Bai Xiao his collection, but he didn't expect that the child was already asleep, and his hand didn't forget to hold the chain tightly.

"Ah, I'm asleep. It seems that Mom and Dad are really guarding Xiao, so Xiao doesn't have to be afraid of anything. Xia Youran helped Bai Xiao pull up the quilt and put the four photo albums that had been on the bedside table on his lap.

She opened it page by page, and the top one was a photo of Xia Youran taken by her mother from childhood to adulthood, as well as some poor photos of the two of them, and then a blurry photo of Xia Yun. It is said that that one was taken by Xia Youran for her for the first time with a camera, and she was reluctant to delete anything, and she deliberately washed it out and collected it like a baby. Next to the photo, there is also a line of beautiful small characters written by Xia Yun: Xia Youran's first work to commemorate it.

After that, there are photos of my uncle's family, although there are not many photos, but I still think it is good to take them. Uncle's only daughter Xiaoyi seems to like her cousin very much, maybe she has been looking forward to having a sister before, but later......

Then there are Bai Xiao's photos and photos of this home, Bai Ze doesn't like to take pictures, so his photos are pitiful, and more often, he is the one who takes pictures. Of course, other albums did not receive this box, because just Xia Youran secretly took photos of Bai Xiao's school and photos used as materials, and there was a full bookshelf, not to mention more than 20 books.

The remaining fragmentary photos are the photos that Xia Youran got at school, or the photos that he got from the exchange with others. There is one of them, there is no one, just a photo of a blackboard newspaper, which Xia Youran secretly tore off from the propaganda column (because it will still be disposed of in the end, so after the display, Xia Youran took advantage of the lack of people to tear it), if the photo is taken out separately, there should be traces of glue remaining on the back of the photo at that time. It was the work that won the first prize in the blackboard newspaper contest in their class, and it was completed by her and Nanshan together. Maybe that's when she fell in love with Nanshan.

"I didn't think I still had this picture." Xia Youran touched the photo, and her memories began to bubble out:

Xia Youran's grades are not very good, except for physical education and art, which are A, the subjects are basically B. She always dismisses those complex formulas and unfathomable questions, she can't do anything except write a beautiful 'solution' word, not to mention, Xia Yun always nagged and said: "The grades are almost on the line, you don't have to spend your energy on this, you can do whatever you want, after becoming an adult, you are not as unrestrained as in school, there will be a lot of things that you can't help yourself." Being a person is more important than grades! ”

Now thinking about my mother's words is not unreasonable, when I grow up, I must rely on myself to survive, in the face of all kinds of people and things, sometimes I hate it very much, but I still have to force my face to laugh. The monotonous work day after day, sometimes even long without holidays, is exploited by the evil capitalists to the point that there is not even a pair of pants left. This is called "growing up". It's just that Mom only sees one side of society, not the other side. Learning certain knowledge and skills well in school will give you more options after graduation and you will not be ridiculed for your shallowness and ignorance. Being a human being is important, but knowledge is also essential.

"Xia Youran, are you free this week?" The squad leader, who usually doesn't talk much, walked up to Xia Youran's desk and asked at the end of class. (I think the squad leader 173 was also a handsome teenager, white shirt and blue jeans, even if it was a simple outfit, it was also very popular with girls, plus that person was usually very personable, and the singing was good, which made those even more unstoppable.) Xia Youran had already watched a lot of girl comics at that time, and she was obviously a little surprised by the sudden pick-up. ）

"Is it interesting to me?" Xia Youran smiled secretly. (It's because she's read a lot of comic books that she can't help but wonder about something about this kind of sudden conversation that resembles a comic book.) Although his face pretended to be calm, he was already happy in his heart. "What's the matter?" She looked up like those heroines pretending to be indifferent and asked, she knew those truths, the plot in the comics, and she wanted to try it a long time ago.

"Then if you have time, this Sunday, at nine o'clock in the morning, I will ...... in the classroom" He only left that sentence, but it made Xia Youran secretly look forward to something. After all, she's never hung out alone with a guy.

However, when it came to the appointed time, Xia Youran found that the squad leader was not "about her" at all. Because at the back of the classroom stood three people except the class leader. One of them was the one she hated the most.

After the squad leader saw Xia Youran coming, he smiled and said to her: "I heard that you are good at drawing, why do you keep hiding this talent, we just lack an illustration." ”

"So, let me help with the blackboard newspaper?" (Xia Youran suddenly had 10,000 grass and mud horses running in her heart, and she also dressed up when she went out today, but her dress was just a super ugly bow on her head, but she felt very good about herself, and Xia Youran, who was super late, arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed nine o'clock.) When she knew the truth, she wanted to burrow into the hole, but fortunately, it was just her personal delusion, and others didn't notice anything, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. ）

The squad leader smiled and nodded, and then continued to busy himself with his own business.

"You just secretly breathed a sigh of relief, didn't you?" Nanshan, who came out of nowhere, pretended to be casual behind her and said, in fact, he was staring at her from the moment she entered the door, her expression changed quickly, and when she saw that she was not the only person who was dated, and she was not going to play but to come out of the blackboard, her lost eyes were really funny.

"Nope." She deliberately looked out the window.

"I thought it was the squad leader who asked you out to play, but it turned out that it wasn't, so I'm disappointed......"

"Cai, it's not what you said......" Xia Youran obviously felt weak, because his heart was seen through, and that guy happened to be the guy he hated the most.

Although Xia Youran is good at painting, he just doodles casually, although he occasionally goes to cram school, but all of them are Chinese painting classes. And this time, the squad leader asked her to draw illustrations, and she must have taken a fancy to her ability to paint a little bit of Chinese painting. It is said that it is only an illustration, but drawing on a blackboard is completely different from drawing on paper. The hands are always in the air, so it will look very tiring.

She is always very attentive when she paints, and the wind and grass next to her do not affect her at all, and when she paints the plum blossom with paint, she finds that only Nanshan and herself are left in the classroom.

"What about the others?" It's the first time when the two of them are alone, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing, and Xia Youran doesn't know what to say.

"I'm going to buy lunch, I called you just now, but someone didn't respond." Nanshan continued to copy his board book, without even glancing at Xia Youran.

"Oh, I fell into a trance." Xia said with a smile, and then stepped on the side place.

"Hey......" Nanshan just stopped the chalk in his hand and looked in the direction of Xia Youran, he wanted to stop her, but it was too late, and her movements were obviously faster.

Xia Youran stepped directly on the air, fell off the stool, I don't know if she was there or fainted, she didn't stand up for a long time, and sat next to the trash can in a daze.

Nanshan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Silly, you don't even look at the side, but you fell down." Then he walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Xia Youran up.

Xia Youran slapped away his outstretched hand with his hand, "You're here to see the joke, right?" ”

"No......" Nanshan was stunned for a moment and resolutely denied it. Just now, I obviously wanted to remind her that she was coming, and when she was about to fall, I also wanted to go over, obviously I didn't want to say those sarcastic words, but those words always came out of my mind.

Xia Youran stood up, patted the soil on his body, and said to Nanshan: "Anyway, I've finished painting, I'm going back." Then he grabbed the bag on the table nearby and was about to leave.

"I'm sorry......" Nanshan grabbed her backpack, but the feeling was particularly weird, she didn't hold it, and she didn't let it go.

"Let go!" Xia Youran turned his head and glared at Nanshan fiercely.

"I've already apologized, what else do you want?" This time, Nanshan yelled at her. He always looks like a good gentleman to others, but he is always embarrassed by Xia Youran, and he speaks ill of him from time to time. This is probably just annoying.

"Not good!" Xia Youran pulled his bag back at once, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute."

"What's in your way?"

"The foot is bleeding...... Nanshan pointed to Xia Youran's calf, it must have been scraped somewhere when he fell.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing ......," Xia leisurely reluctantly squeezed out a smile. But it didn't matter if she didn't know just now, when she saw the blood in her calf constantly gushing out, she suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Come and sit down...... Nanshan simply pulled Xia Youran over and pressed her on a stool.

"Sit down obediently and don't move." He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, wet his handkerchief, and wiped the wound, but despite this, the blood kept oozing out. Then he took the bandage out of his bag and circled it several times around where she was injured.

"Did you design it before?" Xia asked leisurely. In her eyes, Nanshan may be the kind of big bad wolf who sets traps everywhere to mutilate herself.

"How is it possible, my mother is always worried about me getting hurt, so she often stuffs these things in my bag, but I just happened to use them today." In order to make Xia Youran believe what he said, Nanshan took out the same things from the bag. The things he took out, she looked at carefully, anti-heatstroke, anti-sprain, anti-scald, hemostasis, anti-motion sickness, occupied more than half of his bag, "I believe it this time." Why was he so afraid of her misunderstanding, she didn't know, he didn't know.

"Well, I didn't expect your mother-love complex to be so serious." She looked understanding, and for the sake of someone bandaging herself just now, she didn't care about anything anymore. In fact, she didn't seem to have anything to do with him when she fell, but she just blamed all the blame on him.

It was so before, and it is still so. Memories will always pick and choose what is good for them, and slowly forget what is not good for them. The story never ends somewhere, it always continues, just like the memory of that moment that she has always stayed, because that story still has a later story.

She fell in love with him, but she forgot about it.