Four years ago

(Believe it, there is a kind of love at first sight, wishful thinking.) ）

"Xiao Yu! I have something I want to ask you. The girl had sweet makeup, her face was slightly red, and she was a little shy waiting for Bu Yuan's answer.

"Huh?"

"Didn't the school organize all classes to carry out green public welfare activities together, I think ......, do you know, there is a person named Li Yancheng in your group, I think he is super handsome, and his singing is super good. So, I want to ......" The girl was a little excited when she said the last sentence, and her careful thoughts that could not be concealed were clearly seen, and her face was flushed and a little shy.

Li Yancheng is from the Department of Liberal Arts, and his favorite thing is to hold a guitar and find his own source of inspiration on the top of a high building, although he is not high-key, but he is sometimes refreshing, and sometimes his soft singing voice is enough to attract little fans, and Bu Yuanxian has only heard some things about him from time to time.

"And I... Change of group? ”

"Yes, yes, yes......" is like a long-hidden secret being said, and I am looking forward to and worrying about the final answer.

"Yes" was readily agreed, and when the girl on the other side heard this, she was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and immediately expressed her gratitude to Bu Yuanthene with a mouthful of thanks.

But for Bu Yuan, it doesn't matter who he is in a group, after all, ......, the breaking point is just to row to the river in groups and pick up floating garbage?

Bu Yuxian pursed her lips, a little bored to see a pair of men and women walking in front of her, I don't know where my mind is, but I never thought of trying to love once.

Qinghe

The time was very fast, half of the day was over in a flash, and after Bu Yuanan and Yiyao finished lunch, they separated, after all, Yiyao was arranged for the next event.

The water is not too deep, but in order to ensure the safety of the students, waterproof clothing is still uniformly issued, but despite this, it may not be of much use to Bu Yuanthene, she is wearing a floating suit, and she will sink in a panic.

As if going to 'drift on the sea', everyone got on the boat with great excitement and talked happily, and the man who was distributed around the boat in groups of six, two people in the front and two rowing, and it was a man who was looking for and retrieving the floating objects in the middle with Bu Yuan.

The man remained silent, as if he was not interested in all these things, and had nothing to do with him. Bu Yuanan was so curious that she wanted to take a closer look, what kind of character it was, but she didn't dare to take a few more looks. A familiar side face appeared in front of her. He turned out to be in the same school as her?

Bu Yuyan was a little surprised, he must not know her, but she remembered it surprisingly deeply.

The cloudy sky began to slowly drift with a drizzle, which was not cold, but refreshing.

Peeking at the man on the side with the corner of his eye, his smooth and fair face, revealing the angular cold handsomeness, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, like a finely carved work of art, and a pair of dense and neat sword eyebrows with incomprehensible deep eyes.

into God.

"Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu? There's a plastic bottle over there, can you reach it? One shouted.

"Huh?!" Suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and reached with his hands, only to forget that it was on water and not on land? The center of gravity became unstable, and when he saw it falling, everyone in the boat showed a panicked look, and what Bu Yuanthene ushered in was not the cold river water and a feeling of suffocation, but the slight friction sound of warm cloth.

This relieved everyone.

"You have to use your brain to pick things up." He... When did you get up? Bu Yuan's anthracene was pulled into his chest, and the boat was tossed like this, and there were a few waves on the river, but he didn't dare to look up at the man's handsome face.

The beating of the heart, like a deer crashing around, accelerates more and more with the extension of time, and there is a momentary overcharge as the whole is overcharged, and the man's calm and self-contained magnetic voice can be heard very clearly through the chest wall.

Everything is so real, it is like a virtual soap opera, and a blush unconsciously rises on Bu Yuan's face, red to the root of his ears, which is an unprecedented experience.

Let that ignition point start a long journey, and it will endure.