"And then?"

Ouyang Fu's light voice sounded nearby.

The evening breeze came with the fragrance of grass and green leaves, and her long hair was slightly raised, fluttering gently in the wind, and slowly falling.

Liu Ruixuan raised his hand and touched his cheeks that were brushed by his shallow long hair: "Later? There was no later. ”

Ouyang Fuqian slowly turned his head and looked at the person in front of him: "Then how do you know my ......?"

"I know," Liu Ruixuan blurted out, interrupting Ouyang Fuqian's unfinished words, "I know, I only knew it thoroughly two weeks ago." ”

"......" Ouyang Fu's lips pursed lightly, but he didn't say anything, just turned his face to the other side.

"I'm a lot late, but I'm sure you're the cousin from your childhood!"

Liu Ruixuan suddenly felt that his nose was sour again, and he unconsciously raised his hand to straighten Ouyang Fu's long wind-blown hair, and gently hugged her into his arms again: "If you can, I hope, for the rest of your life, please don't leave me behind, okay?" ”

Ouyang Fu was suffocated, lowered his head, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Can she enjoy this love in place of her sister?

Can she be so selfish?

For a long time, speechless.

Only the faint warm breeze occasionally swept by, carrying a piece of fragrance.

"Shallow? Cousin? Liu Ruixuan lowered his eyes, looked at the obedient person snuggled beside him, and suddenly felt a little unreal.

That road, the road that leads to the shallow, he has been walking for twelve years!

In the spring of my freshman year, after sitting in the rain for four hours, there was no follow-up.

He thought that he could wait for the gate of the School of Media and Communication like a rabbit, and then he could guard Shangguan Chen or the figure he thought was very shallow.

Unexpectedly, for a long time in the future, he squatted at the gate of the School of Communication for a month, and he didn't see those two people appear again.

It was as if they had suddenly disappeared, and he wandered all over the campus, but he couldn't find them.

He had unintentionally passed by there many times a day, and he had once wandered into the School of Communication when he was not in class, pretending to be a student there, wandering around, hoping for a chance encounter.

The first day was uneventful. He didn't meet Shangguan Chen, nor did he see that figure.

The next day, as he passed by the door of the third lecture hall, someone suddenly shouted.

"Xiaoyun, look, isn't that boy Liu Ruixuan from the piano department of the Conservatory of Music?"

After that, he couldn't calm down anymore because all the people in the lecture hall looked at him in unison, and the young teacher who had just walked to the podium was also seen.

Before the young teacher could speak, he quickly turned around and turned back.

That young teacher, he can't afford to mess with, people send "Little Yama", as long as the people who have taken his class, he will never forget, and the requirements for students are extremely high.

He's better not to cause trouble! That man, he can't afford to mess with!

It's just that he doesn't know which good thing ghost it is, and he recognizes him, and he hasn't had time to sneak in quietly to see if there is Shangguan Chen or the familiar back among those people.

After that, he didn't dare to sneak into the School of Communication and Communication in an open manner, so he had to pass by from a distance, or outside the gate of the women's dormitory of the School of Communication, pretending to pass by casually.

It's just that during those passing times, he didn't see Shangguan Chen again, and he didn't see that somewhat familiar figure either.

As if they had made an appointment, the world evaporated all of a sudden.

He also quietly followed Wang Fei, who was the most active in the class and always liked to come over to talk to him, hinted that there were no boys in the School of Media who had a compound surname.

Wang Fei glanced at him instantly, a very dragged boy from the School of Communication? Not her thing.

He choked and sidestepped the subject.

Later, he also asked Ah Mao when he was talking in the dormitory, Ah Gou, have you heard of Shangguan Chen?

The three of them looked at him with a surprised expression, and then asked him, which department of beauty is Shangguan Chen? Is it good-looking or not? How did he meet?

When he heard this, he rolled over and stopped talking.

Later, he also walked outside the School of Communication, and talked to a few boys who seemed to be very honest and introverted, have you ever met Shangguan Chen?

He clearly remembered that the expressions of those people were either surprised or looking up and down like monsters, looking him up and down, and then, throwing down a sentence of not knowing, and leaving.

Check, there is no such person!

In the blink of an eye, it's June.

He suddenly found that Xiuxiu hadn't come to him for a long time, and since the rain at the beginning of school, Xiuxiu hadn't reappeared in Jingyun.

He thought about it, thought about it, and suddenly remembered that when he went home in the past two months, Xiuxiu didn't seem to talk to him much along the way, and he, cough cough, was full of thinking about how to find someone, and he forgot to care about Xiuxiu.

He kicked his shoes and hurriedly walked out.

The sun is shining, and people can't open their eyes.

When he walked out of the east gate of Jingyun Normal University, he suddenly remembered that today didn't seem to be a weekend, and Xiuxiu seemed to have classes.

The rules of Yunling Middle School are that from Monday to Sunday at half past eleven in the morning, no one from outside the school is allowed to enter the school.

On Sunday afternoons, students are free to move around and can leave the school, and students in the city and nearby can go home, but must return to school before evening self-study.

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked back again.

At 11:32 the next day, he stood in front of the window of the third (1) classroom, and through the bright and spacious glass window, he saw Xiuxiu by the window, who was sitting quietly in his seat doing physics papers.

His hanging heart finally fell, and he gently knocked on the glass window in front of him.

Liu Xiu turned his head, was stunned at first, then laughed, and opened the window glass: "Why are you here?" ”

"I've come to see you." He smiled and glanced at his desk, "How long will it take?" ”

"It doesn't take time."

Liu Xiu laughed, rolled the test paper quickly, held it in his hand, raised it at him, closed the windowpane, turned around, and walked towards the front door of the classroom under the surprised eyes of the girl at the same table.

Liu Ruixuan stood by the corridor with his hands in his pockets, waiting for Liu Xiu's arrival.

When she approached, her big hand stretched out and habitually fell on her shoulder: "Let's go, take you to eat something delicious." ”

"Okay." Liu Xiumei tilted her head with a smile and touched Liu Ruixuan's shoulder, "I finally know that I came to find me." ”

I was stunned by the table in the window, and the students who were looking at the windowpane, looking at each other, but I couldn't help but feel envious!

"So handsome, who is that?" The group of girls who came over didn't know who was the first to whisper.

"Isn't that Liu Ruixuan? I don't know. "Oh my God, Liu Ruixuan, isn't that Liu Xiu's boyfriend?" "Look, Liu Ruixuan is here again."

Liu Xiu smiled, reached out and grabbed Liu Ruixuan's arm, pulled him to turn around and walked towards the staircase to the east.

Her brother is not something that a sophomore girl can covet!