The bits and pieces of the past of seventy-seven are all waiting for this moment

Jiangnan University is located in Osmanthus Mountain, Jiangcheng, with beautiful scenery, fragrant osmanthus, and beautiful women, and has become a place where students from various colleges and universities in Jiangcheng flock to it. Libraries, cafeterias, gardens, and the wooded Lover's Slope are often filled with couples. The little junior brothers and sisters who have just entered the school are young and immature, innocent and concise, and have not been impregnated with any bad habits, which is the goal pursued by the seniors. At the beginning of military training, there were girls in the same dormitory who began to date, and now, almost every roommate is in pairs, only Zhang Yan has been alone all her life, disdainful of the boys around her. Because his parents died early, he has a special dependence on his brother Zhang Jun, but it is a kind of attachment to his relatives; Later, I met Brother Xiao Fang, his stoic and calm, his open-mindedness, and his alertness and neatness were all things that the senior brothers and sisters in the ivory tower did not have, and they also deeply attracted themselves. It's just that Brother Xiao Fang has always been indifferent to himself, and at first he wanted to ask something from Teacher Huang, but later he knew that Brother Xiao Fang and Teacher Huang were good, and he felt very worried and disappointed, lonely and helpless, and he didn't dare to tell his classmates, sister-in-law, or brother, only one person was stuffy in his heart, and he cried in the quilt when no one was around. The section representative in the class was too lazy to be proper, what did Teacher Huang say? I want to hate but I can't hate it, I can't throw it away, I only keep reading and studying for a moment, but I often hold a book and look at it and get distracted, and the face of Brother Xiao Fang is conjured up in front of me, smiling at myself honestly, my bright eyes are slightly upturned mouth, thinking about Zhang Yan I sneered and laughed, and the surrounding classmates looked at it in surprise, Zhang Yan woke up like a dream, and lay on the seat with sadness, tears slipped down from her face silently. It wasn't until his arm was almost numb that he picked up the book and walked out.

"Huh? Zhang Yan? Why hasn't I seen you deliver your homework book to the office for a long time? Huang Yurong saw Zhang Yan sleepwalking in front of her, stopped and asked with a smile.

"Teacher Huang?" Zhang Yan was stunned, holding the book in front of her chest with both hands, lowered her head, pulled the leaves on the ground with her feet, and said like a mosquito fly: "I don't want to be a representative of the department anymore." ”

"What's wrong with you?" Huang Yurong's heart moved, stroking Zhang Yan's braid with a smile, and asked kindly.

"Nothing. I don't want to be. Zhang Yan was dripping, and her head was lowered.

"Silly boy! Huang Yurong smiled, if it is not appropriate, it should not be, in fact, I like you very much. Huang Yurong said as she took out a small wooden comb from her bag, red sandalwood, semi-circular, shiny and exquisite, light brown background with dark red fine lines, very beautiful.

"Give!" Huang Yurong smiled and stretched out the wooden comb in front of Zhang Yan.

"For me?" Zhang Yan raised her head, and her eyes were full of sadness.

"Do you like it?" Huang Yurong stepped forward and put her arms around Zhang Yan's shoulders, and said lovingly: "Silly boy! What's the matter that can't be over? Lost in your soul? He grinned again: "It was your little brother Fang who bought it for you!" Last time he went to Shanghai on a business trip, I kept it in my bag for a few days, and I haven't seen you. Zhang Yan was overjoyed, stretched out his hand, and immediately turned dark again: "Then why didn't he give it to me himself?" Zhang Yan said: "I don't want it!" His hand froze in mid-air.

"Yo? People give you things, and you still pick the number of gifts? Then give it back to him. Huang Yurong smiled slyly and made a gesture to put the small wooden comb in her bag.

"Then---- give it to me, right?" Zhang Yan stretched out her hand and grinned, wanting to laugh but couldn't.

"Have fun? Silly boy. Huang Yurong smiled, put the wooden comb in Zhang Yan's hand, and walked towards her office. The heart is heavy, not jealous, not jealous, not to mention resentment, happy and a little uneasy: this little girl must be interested in Bin'er! If they didn't have themselves, they would be a good match, but now they have a deep love for Bin'er, and Bin'er is also attached to herself like a child. Thinking of Fang Bin, thinking of his ambiguous eyes during the day, and always sleeping dishonestly at night, Huang Yurong's face was flushed, and her whole body was warm, full of vitality and hope.

Back in the office, the desk was full of homework books, books and letters, and Huang Yurong shook her head: the new section representative was not as diligent as Zhang Yan. Carefully sorted out, browsed with a bunch of letters, some are invitation letters from publishing houses or training institutions, you don't have to pay attention to them, and then look at a letter from Jiangcheng TV Station, this is the second one, open it, or invite yourself to the Jingchu Lecture Hall to give a lecture. The last time he talked to Bin'er, he also supported himself to try, and Huang Yurong was a little tempted, not for anything else, just to prove his strength.

After sitting down to revise a few assignments, the phone in the office rang. Huang Yurong picked up the phone: "Hello, Chinese Department of Jiangnan University, who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm looking for Professor Huang Yurong."

"I am, you are?" Huang Yurong smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, you're really hard to find, huh? I made a few calls yesterday and there was no one either. A laugh broke out on the other end of the phone: "Professor Huang, I am Lu Yifu from Jiangcheng TV Literature and Art Channel, and I have sent you two invitation letters, and I warmly welcome you to join the Jingchu Lecture Hall!" There are many topics listed in the invitation letter, and you can choose one or a few. I hope you will seriously consider it. ”

"I'm afraid I can't do it well, and I've never done it." Huang Yurong hesitated.

"You can do it well," Lu Yifu smiled on the phone: "Professor Huang, you have a well-read belly, an elegant temperament, a dignified and generous temperament, and a standard Mandarin and articulate language, which is exactly what our channel is looking for." ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Huang Yurong smiled slightly, "I'll think about getting back to you in a few days." ”

"That's fine! I look forward to the good news. ”

Hanging up the phone, Huang Yurong felt very happy, after all, it is a happy thing to be recognized and looked up to. After class at noon, I ate in the faculty cafeteria, and in the afternoon I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and prepare to take the bus home. Huang Yurong is very satisfied with her current life, unhurried, full and happy, Bin'er eats at the company at noon, as long as she doesn't go on a business trip, she always goes home for dinner. As long as he came back, Huang Yurong felt very warm, and it seemed to be very interesting to buy vegetables and cook and do housework, her heart was full of anticipation, and her hands were full of strength. Thinking of Bin'er, Huang Yurong laughed quietly: That fool, eating the food he cooked, always gobbling up, saying everything was delicious, as if he was afraid that he would rob him. Every time, Huang Yurong would be full of joy, looked at him charmingly, and said as if annoyed: Eat slowly, don't choke. The little guy would always look at himself ambiguously, grinning, and even say something that made his face blush and his heart beat, and do something too intimate. Thinking of this, Huang Yurong's heart beat faster, her face was slightly hot, and she looked around, but fortunately, no one knew her.

"Let me quietly blindfold you......", a mobile phone rang, and Huang Yurong took out her mobile phone from her small bag: "Hey, hello, who are you looking for?" ”

"Are you Teacher Huang Yurong Huang? I'm the foreman of the Old Wolf Cafe on Fenglin Road, you can just call me Xiaomin. On the other end of the phone, a pleasant female voice said, "You have a best friend waiting for you here, I hope you will come now." ”

"Wait for me?" Huang Yurong was surprised, "Who is it?" Why doesn't he or she call himself? ”

"Hehe, Professor Huang don't be surprised, don't doubt that our café has a name and a surname, and it won't harm you, our goal is to serve guests meticulously." Xiao Min on the other end of the phone smiled calmly: "The guest said that you will know when you arrive." ”

"Okay then--- well. I'll be there later. Huang Yurong hesitated, curious and a little expectant: Who is it? So mysterious? I searched my friends from beginning to end, Yu Ling? Fan Shanshan? Or another classmate or former roommate? They are never so romantic and mysterious, and when they can't figure it out, it's a little funny: they really want to see which sister is playing hide and seek with them. Huang Yurong didn't expect male classmates to go at all, firstly, she had little contact with male classmates when she was studying, and secondly, now Huang Yurong only has Fang Bin in her heart, and she has no interest and courage to have romance with any man.

After getting out of the taxi, Huang Yurong carried the vegetables she had just bought in her right hand and her bag on her left shoulder, and cautiously pushed open the small wooden door of the old wolf café. To be honest, Huang Yurong is very unfamiliar with cafes, she has never been to cafes when she was studying, and she has never been to Liu Hongwei for a few years after being married, also because coffee has only become popular in recent years.

"Are you Professor Huang?" Entering the door, a little girl in a short-sleeved uniform greeted her, "I'm Xiaomin, your friend is in Yiqingxuan." ”

"Okay, thanks." Huang Yurong smiled slightly, followed behind Xiao Min, and asked curiously, "How do you know me?" ”

"Your friend described you very meticulously and said you would definitely carry some food, no, you did." Xiao Min smiled brightly and pointed to the shopping bag in Huang Yurong's hand. Huang Yurong already felt that she was carrying a bag of vegetables to the café, which was a bit nondescript, so she had to smile bitterly.

"Teacher Huang, right here." Xiao Min stood with a smile, pushed open the door, and Huang Yurong froze: in the small private room, light blue curtains, two rows of short sofas in coffee red, a small glass table in the middle, candles were lit on the table, and a chic and beautiful shengyue cake was placed, Fang Bin held flowers in his hand, stood by the door with a smile and whispered: "Dear, happy sheng!" Huang Yurong's heart trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, and the vegetable bag in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

"I wish you a happy life! Happy life! ......" I don't know when, a large group of café waiters gathered behind Xiao Min, clapping their hands and smiling in chorus.

"My dear, I wish you a happy life!" Fang Bin stepped forward with a smile, holding flowers in one hand and Yu'er in the other, and kissed her lightly on the face.

The waiters behind the "---" applauded, Huang Yurong was dizzy, she didn't expect that it was Bin'er who asked her to come! A huge sense of happiness and satisfaction swept through his body, his face was red as if he had drunk wine, his eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Fang Bin stupidly and just smiled.

"Today is your birth, I brought a diamond ring from SH, and I haven't told you, now I can put it on for you." Fang Bin stuffed the flowers into Yu'er's hand, took out a small sky blue box from his pocket, opened it, and a dazzling white diamond ring appeared: plain and white, slender and symmetrical, with clear and natural and smooth edge lines, a blooming chrysanthemum, standing at the end of the fiber.

"My dear, the bits and pieces of the past are waiting for this moment. Marry me! ”

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