Fifteen déjà vu

After a long period of heavy physical labor, Fang Bin's skin tanned, the amount of food increased, and his physique became stronger. Standing by the gantry crane, holding a rice bowl, reading a book, and sleeping in bed, you will think of the woman who is far away in Shanxi, has never met, and doesn't even know her name, and describes her appearance in her mind over and over again. Is it short? Is it fat or skinny? If you can't imagine it, laugh at yourself: such a stupid countryman, maybe people don't take you seriously at all! Every day, I especially want to look on the Internet and talk to her, but I feel in my pockets and I try my best to hold back. Forcing oneself to be temperate. Today is the day when you can surf the Internet, Fang Bin had dinner, took an early shower, picked up his notebook and came to the Tired Bird Internet Café.

May. Fang Bin saw the young network administrator and greeted him happily. Xiaomei raised her head and saw Fang Bin, a smile appeared on her face, are you here? Sit down near the window, and I'll open it for you. Fang Bin walked over and sat down, and a wisp of fragrance wafted from the bamboo outside the window. Xiaomei sent another glass of cold boiled water, and Fang Bin smiled at her gratefully.

When he opened the mailbox, Fang Bin's heart jumped wildly--letter! Her reply! After reading the first letter, her warm and appropriate encouragement and praise made Fang Bin gradually become confident. After reading the second letter, Fang Bin's throat and chest were filled with indescribable warmth, and the happiness of being cared for, missed, expected, and valued surged all over his body, and he burst into tears unconsciously, and promised again and again in his heart: I will definitely work hard and never let her down! I replied to her very sincerely, and I couldn't wait to come to the chat room where I came to you, and changed my name--- I was usual, looking for her one by one, over and over again, but there was no trace of her.

Huang Yurong's life is calm and monotonous, going to class and going home; Go home and go to class again. Cycle after cycle, day after day. The book review had already been written, and several of Fang Bin's assignments were revised several times, and a short review was enthusiastically written and sent to a certain magazine together. When I opened the mailbox, I saw the letter that Fang Bin had just sent. It feels so kind, so familiar and warm, I really want to go to him immediately, talk, and talk about the unhappiness and troubles in my heart. But I didn't want to reap his gratitude, and when I came to the old place as a passerby, I saw that I was normal at a glance, and I was inexplicably a little flustered. Pretend to be relaxed and say, hey! Hello.

You're good too. Are you Yu'er?

Huang Yurong's heart was sour: He called me Yu'er! has been with Liu Hongwei for almost ten years, and he has never called himself that. I was afraid that I would make a mistake by being amorous, so I blushed and deliberately said playfully: Which Yu'er? Lover?

I don't know! Fang Bin sighed, until now, I only knew that she was from Shanxi, and there might be a jade character in her name. Hey—Missing is a glass of bitter wine—

Hey! You have a lot of affection. Why don't you go to her? Huang Yurong blushed a little and scolded herself, what age are you, she is still a little girl!

No, no, no, I don't bother her, Fang Bin said three words in a row, maybe she was busy, maybe she had another reason not to come. Anyway, I'm going to wait for her.

So you're so stupid and waiting? Let's make friends!

sorry！ I can only afford to wait for two hours, Fang Bin stopped for a while, although the sea is big, I only take a scoop to drink. Have fun! Huang Yurong's eyes immediately moistened, she stopped talking, and looked at him quietly with tears.

16. School opened

In the following days, Huang Yurong still quietly came to the old place every day, and occasionally, I would be seen hanging there quietly for a while, and I didn't stay much. Huang Yurong knew that he still had extremely heavy physical work during the day, and her heart ached, so she tried her best to suppress her thoughts and concerns, and watched him go silently. Just in the letter, I warmly encouraged him and revised each assignment for him in detail.

After eleven, it wasn't that hot. Today is the beginning of the training class, and there is Huang Yurong's class. Very early, Huang Yurong woke up, birds chirping outside the window, and sprinkler trucks singing songs as they drove down the street. Huang Yurong's heart is beautiful, there is a kind of hazy expectation and yearning, jumping and galloping in her heart. I got up humming a song, tried on clothes over and over again in front of the dressing mirror after eating too early, this one is not very good, and that one is not satisfied. Seeing that the time was not early, I finally decided that a pair of black and shiny hair was casually and naturally draped over my shoulders; The pale red low-necked sweater sets off the white face more charming; The navy blue vest skirt, the delicate chicken heart necklace, the delicate jade fingers, and the white casual shoes reveal a pure bookish atmosphere everywhere. The cinnamon on the campus is fragrant, and the dew on the lawn is illuminated by the early morning sun, turning into purple and red; Students in twos and threes read aloud on the boulevard and in the bamboo forest; A group of old men and old women, dancing to the music, holding wooden swords. Huang Yurong walked briskly, dancing with inexplicable joy on her chest. When I came to the classroom, many people came one after another, Huang Yurong counted a few times nervously and carefully, he didn't come! The cheerful mood suddenly sank. It stands to reason that he should not have misremembered the words, and he repeated the instructions several times in the letter. Leaning against the door is a little melancholy.

Hello Teacher! A crisp and slightly accented greeting sounded in his ears, and he turned his head suddenly, Fang Bin carried a canvas schoolbag, pushed a dilapidated bicycle, white but clean and neat clothes, and smiled on his black and bright face, greeting himself shyly and sincerely. Huang Yurong's face flushed, as if she was afraid that he would see through herself, she smiled sweetly, her eyes moistened again with unexpected joy, pretended to brush the hair around her ears, rubbed her eyes lightly, and said with a smile, hello! You're not too early.

Yes, Fang Bin smiled stiffly, I came from Mingzhuo Road, and the car ran out of gas halfway. Huang Yurong glanced at his sweaty face, and really wanted to wipe his face for him, but fortunately he parked his bicycle and walked to the classroom to sit down. Huang Yurong was very familiar with the content of this class, but today she was a little ghostly. Inexplicable joy hit his chest, his face was always filled with a faint smile, and occasionally, he couldn't help but glance at the black and childish and brilliant face, and his heart panicked, and he forgot the words that came to his mouth inexplicably. Involuntarily blushed and secretly complained about himself. Fortunately, most of the students looked at her with reverence and did not seem to feel her embarrassment. Fortunately, after finishing a class, I hurriedly walked into the lounge. Back in the classroom, there was an extra bottle of Wahaha mineral water next to the handout, and a small note was pressed underneath: Teacher, you are great! Drink saliva with peace of mind and feel better. Your student, Fang Bin. A thick warmth flowed through her body, Huang Yurong uncorked the bottle, took a big sip, and warm applause rang out from all sides. Huang Yurong smiled slightly and looked at the past--- she didn't dare to look at Fang Bin at once, for fear that he would taste something. In the rest of the course, Huang Yurong was much more confident, smooth and exciting

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