Prologue How the cleaning made the memories fall out

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"Zheng Meow! Did you crawl into bed with potato chips for me again? An annoying, or more accurately, "annoying me" voice came from the kitchen to my room.

I really can't understand why someone would say that he has a good voice, well, even if it's pretty good occasionally, but even if my favorite singer whispers in my ear every day, I will be very disgusted! What's more, at this moment, I am carrying a pile of books that I have just sorted out, and my hands are very, very sour, and he is still speculating about me maliciously, which makes me even more unhappy. I stood in front of the bookcase, carrying the book hoarsely and yelling, "Who climbed into bed with potato chips?!" I'm cleaning, okay! Big! Sweep! Except! I'm so hardworking! ”

However, this shameless person doesn't know if it's intentional or not, just at this time to flush and wash things, my voice must not have been loud when it reached the kitchen, and I lost part of my combat effectiveness, and it was even more pitiful in the sound of rushing water. I don't know if he heard me screaming, but after a few minutes he turned off the water and started chopping vegetables - ignoring me.

I was originally very angry, but when I heard the sound of chopping vegetables, I thought that this guy was still very delicious when he cooked, and I would have to eat the dishes he made later, so I held the mood that it was not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and suppressed the ** who wanted to yell again, and continued to clean up my room.

"Studying is evil." This idea began to sprout when I learned to jump rubber bands in the third grade of elementary school and wanted to play when I didn't want to study, and it didn't end until I was about to graduate from university. But now it still pops up in my head occasionally, such as when I pack up and find the most books and heaviest.

My hands were very sore, and I couldn't hold them steady when I picked up the top few books in the bookcase, and a few of them fell to the floor with a bang. I sighed and crouched down to pick up the books, only to find that a small printed circuit board had fallen out of the chemistry book, and the letters printed on it had not peeled off after all these years.

That's the three initials of a name.

Flipping through it, there was also a torn diary page in the high math book, on which was pasted a four-leaf clover that was almost crushed into a specimen, and there was a small line of words next to it: May you always be lucky and happy every day! The payment is yours 'brother' big meow.

There is also a letter I wrote to Ah He in the college computer introduction textbook, at that time because of a little thing and her awkward, the two of them had an unprecedented cold war for a long time, I was a person who couldn't hold my breath, and she didn't talk to the past few days, I was really uncomfortable, so I didn't listen to the introductory class at all, just wrote to her there sincerely, but after class she came to me and said lightly: "Do you want to go to dinner together?" If you want to hurry, there will be a lot of people later. I hid the letter without saying a word, and then I took her hand and went to dinner.

People say that the person who bows his head first is not really wrong, but cares more about the other person, I think I really care about Ah He, but compared to my accommodation to her, she seems to be more accommodating to me forever.

Turning over old things is the easiest thing to fall into memories. So many things seem to have happened yesterday, even though it has actually been a long, long time.

I was stunned for a while and laughed, Zheng Meow, Zheng Meow, it turns out that you have done such a stupid thing before. It's no wonder that Bi's performance points are not high, others are full of notes when they open books, and when I flip through the textbooks, all these stupid things fall out.

And the words are still so ugly.

But it was really good at the time. Sadness and happiness are both genuine and full. It seems as small as the whole world, and every wind that blows in my face touches me, and every raindrop wets me.

At that time, the whole world in my eyes was just a gentle smile in a person's eyes.

I suddenly wanted to hug the guy in the kitchen.

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