I thought our story was an eight-o'clock bloody romance, but I was still looking forward to the finale.

01

When Xue Li and Lu Bei were walking on Kangyang Avenue, they saw a back that resembled Han Yang. The back was so clear that she thought she had seen it wrong.

How can you affirm a person because of a back.

However, he is Han Yang.

Han Yang is her small hair, and to put it bluntly, she is a childhood sweetheart.

A few years ago, they were still living in a compound, and they recklessly used their youth as an excuse to squander their time. Later, something happened, and Han Yang's family became rich overnight. Move away from that little yard and head to the wider city.

A week later, Xue Li was about to forget the hurried glimpse of that day. Facts have proved that she has never forgotten Han Yang's back.

When she was dragged by her best friend to the second floor to see the new rich and handsome, there was only one sentence hovering in her chaotic head, he was back.

Han Yang is back.

The best friend whispered in her ear. Pear, this handsome guy is good, the family is rich and has a good temper.

Xue Li smiled bitterly and couldn't help but want to refute. Where did he get better?

Han Yang sat on the table, surrounded by a few boys. The midday sun shredded and sprinkled on him.

Xue Li thought that he would absorb light.

He cut his hair, clean and neat, it is Xue Li's favorite hairstyle, there is no non-mainstream, there is no killing Matt, shallow and short and resolute like his person, at this moment Xue Li seems to forget to breathe, she can only look at him from a distance, she saw him laughing, revealing a shallow pear vortex.

That's where she used to laugh at his femininity.

I thought that when we met again after two years, everyone would be able to greet each other with a smile and greet them politely like old friends, at least it wouldn't be too embarrassing, but Xue Li obviously underestimated the gap between the three of them and couldn't be crossed.

She, Han Yang, Lu Bei.

Lu Bei also grew up with them since childhood, different from the sunshine of Hanyang, Lu Bei is more like a big brother next door, he doesn't scold people and never fights, and his eyes will shine gently.

When they met on the narrow road in the restaurant, Xue Li regarded it as an accident.

In the school cafeteria at noon, the crowding and noise cannot be measured by numbers, Xue Li stretched out her arms but never reached the credit card machine, and the people behind pushed and shoved, and she may not be able to wait for her to swipe the card, the plate in her hand has already died, she is depressed, and mourns silently for her stomach.

A white hand took the plate in her hand, took the card to swipe the money, and escorted her out of the long queue of people, and the action was done in one go.

"Ah, Lubei, you are really my black knight."

When she said this, Xue Li was already sitting at the table, thinking of the plate full of meat, her face was full of smiles.

Xue Li is not a beautiful girl, and her height of less than one hundred or sixty-five does not have any advantage. But she looks good when she laughs, unlike Han Yang's dimples, she has her own advantages, a bun face and small tiger teeth.

It's like this will make her face wrinkled, and the tips of the little tiger's teeth will shine, and anyone who sees it will think she is very happy.

Just like Han Yang thinks so, although she is already very happy, although the happiness they think is not one.

When Han Yang and a group of buddies walked to the restaurant, the first thing they saw was Xue Li sitting at the door. But he hadn't seen her for two years, and he couldn't seem to remember what she looked like.

She looked at Lu Bei smiling so happily, but it was such a happy smile that aroused the mania in his heart.

She smiled happily at Lu Bei?

Sitting opposite Xue Li and Lu Bei, Han Yang was smiling, his smile was sharp and flamboyant, Xue Li was almost choked by the meat, and the people around him were looking at them, except for Xue Li, two of them were long-standing topic figures.

"Xue Li, Lu Bei, long time no see."

In fact, after saying that I haven't seen you for a long time, there is no follow-up, like a storyteller in ancient times, dragging out a long sound channel to decompose. But Han Yang's last smile when he left was like a thorn in Xue Li's heart.

The compound where Xue Li's family lives was allocated by the former tannery, and the factory was large in the past, and this kind of allocated housing was still quite eye-catching in the era when Xue Li was not born, of course, in the past.

After so many years, as the new generation grows up and the tannery closes down, everything is like dust in the wind, and finally dissipates.

She has walked the road home countless times, walked through high-rise buildings and walked through the streets, when the hustle and bustle of the city was completely cut off.

She usually hitchhikes home from the north of the road.

But today is a little later on duty, and the reason is still Lubei. Xue Li hugged the book in his arms tightly, his eyes stared straight ahead and strode forward, near the suburbs but not the suburbs, there were faint dog barking and frog crowing.

Xue Li always felt that someone was watching her. Where the dim street lamps can't shine at night, there are burning eyes. She called it a woman's seventh sense.

"Who?" Xue Li finally couldn't help but ask, there was a crowded figure in front of her.

"It's me." Lu Bei came out from behind the street lamp with a smile, with a smile in the crooked eyes of the crescent moon, Xue Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, and went to hit Lu Bei with a smile, but his eyes glanced back inadvertently, with deep thought.

Lu Bei shook the flashlight in his hand, and unexpectedly grimaced at Xue Li, "What are you looking at." ”

"Look at you!" Xue Li took the book in his hand and patted him, and couldn't help but smile.

The night was pitch long, and their figures were stretched to a long time under the light.

02

High school life is always busy, not to mention the dire senior party, the happiest thing every day is to take time to see the handsome guy sleep between classes, Xue Li folded his hands and calculated, there are less than 80 days, so at this point in time, why did Han Yang come back.

Xue Li thought that Han Yang might never come back when he left, but he came back.

The air in the classroom is like steam, and the fans bring hot air. Xue Li brushed the bangs that were wet with sweat in front of her forehead, and sighed helplessly when she wanted to lie down on the table.

Where is there a place to let her lie down, she looked up to drive away this irritability, but at a glance into a pair of cool eyes, for this hot summer, it is enough to drive away the heat in her heart, and then pour a basin of cold water on her heart, how can a cool word be described.

Xue Li shook his head, raised his pen and threw himself into the sea of questions again.

As always, I went to the cafeteria to eat, and as always, I happened to meet Lubei.

She ate in a big gulp, but what lingered in her mind was finally Han Yang's bland glance.

Was he passing through? He's looking at her?

Xue Li was so fascinated by her that Lu Bei called her a few times but she didn't hear it, and when she came back to her senses, she hurriedly said sorry.

Lu Bei looked at her gently, but glanced into the distance when she looked down. They grew up together since childhood, and how could he be willing to expose such a reason for making too much noise.

Xue Li is not too smart, but she started two years ago and has become very hard-working. Study hard, study, and study.

It was already night, and in the weather-damaged compound, there was an unexpected coolness, Xue Li was lying on the desk that was too old to see the original color and luster, and looked out of the window. The dim lamp cast a shadow on her face, drawing a graceful arc at her eyelids, like a butterfly about to fly.

In the silence of the night, she suddenly laughed, and she suddenly remembered that in countless nights, she had covered a young man who was all over the body and wounded to return home.

She turned her head towards her shadow on the side of the wall, thinking faintly, what was he doing now, he must hate her.

At the same time, a certain teenager who was talking and laughing with people touched his red-hot ears thoughtfully in the surprised eyes.

What's the matter, Xue Li is also a good student, she didn't think that this kind of thing would happen to her, but she was unexpectedly calm when it happened. Just meditate in your heart, and you shouldn't try to get shorter for a while.

Xue Li hugged the bag in his hand tightly and looked at the three uninvited guests who were dyed with yellow hair on the opposite side.

This is a quiet alley, through the alley in the near future is the road to the school, this road she sometimes gets up late and the picture is quick and walked a few times, unfortunately, walking many nights and finally meet ghosts. Xue Li's red cells, which had been hidden for a long time, began to scream.

The yellow-haired trio on the opposite side didn't know these careful thoughts in her heart, and only thought that after waiting for so long, they could finally slaughter a sheep. But the outstretched hand was amputated only halfway through, and only the sound of the muscles colliding was heard. This voice is really funny compared with the previous "sister takes the money". But Xue Li just felt that such a hero saved the beauty, a little too familiar, and looked at it and felt that his eyes were sour.

His fluent back kick ended the last yellow hair, turned to look at the girl in the bustling light, and frowned casually. She stared at the sky at forty-five degrees with a pair of big eyes, and she didn't feel afraid.

"Xue Li, why are you so stupid."

Xue Li ended her bright sorrow, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet that were a little cramped for a while. It was the first time they had come face to face so close since he returned, except for the yellow-haired party who was lying underground and running away, he called her stupid, but she just wanted to laugh.

"You're stupid."

I think they have practiced the dialogue countless times, but they can't remember where it is, whether it is in a dream or in time.

The author has something to say: I used to write it, although it was green but it definitely looked easier than the text, and now I see that my style has not changed much at all, except for digging pits or digging pits. The little angels are starting to get cold, remember to add more clothes!