Well?

Xia Yang blinked slightly.

What does it mean that the right eyelid is jumping suddenly?

glanced at Zhu Yan who was hugging, wow, the hair is so dark.

I suddenly remembered Liu Wang's advertising slogan: My dream lover has long black and bright hair.

Xia Yang blinked his eyes, and lowered his head with his heart, what a fragrant hair.

Even if Zhu Yan doesn't have long black and bright hair, he is still his dream lover.

It's really a female college eighteen, and he almost can't recognize her anymore.

Hey, someone must be scolding him, and his right eyelid is jumping like a fight.

Xia Yang shook his head left and right, glanced around, and found that five or six girls not far away were eating tofu professionally and watching a play.

On the other side, huh?

Xia Yang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, the boss and the proprietress were staring at him, looking like an enemy who saw it and was extremely red-eyed.

Does he owe them any money?

Xia Yang thought for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he owed them ten yuan.

All right.

He admitted it, and let Liu Ruixuan put it on first.

Xia Yang turned his head, hey, why is Liu Ruixuan also standing there?

Urging food?

What to watch?

Xia Yang shook his head gently, feeling Zhu Yan's beating and pounding, and the accelerated heartbeat of the beat, he couldn't help but raise his chin slightly at Liu Ruixuan, take a slow look.

Be envious, jealous, and hateful.

He has a daughter-in-law to hug, who is he afraid of!

No one can disturb his firm belief that he likes Zhu Yan.

Liu Ruixuan is still looking at him?

Xia Yang squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced at Liu Ruixuan, if you still have a bad idea of Zhu Yan, he will destroy you on behalf of Lan Qingqing.

Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and smiled, don't look over.

Xia Yang, you like Zhu Yan, and you can't erase it, Zhu Yan was the past of Bai Yueguang in his heart.

That was the first time he had his heart set on a girl.

Zhu Yan is a secret love that he has never had and will not have time to exit.

"Son," the proprietress Xuan Hua called softly, and sighed silently in her heart.

She can empathize with her.

Although she has never experienced it herself, she has read countless books.

Which boy's first love is not all simple and beautiful.

Like, in the garden under the plane tree, the freshly budding grass, the freshly green willow branches, the freshly blooming flowers, everything is so hazy, but so sweet.

Just because of your laughter, and laugh, because of your eyes, and in a daze, but also because of your casual words, and sad.

Hey, son, that unspoken crush, isn't it like the green vine not far away, only green and long leaves, green eyes, but also rich in the color of spring, but in the end, no fruit.

The proprietress sighed softly, glanced at her wife, and suddenly, her left hand pressed on the board again.

This old and unserious person is actually gossiping with a face!

Hey, where's the knife?

I looked left and right, and found that it was placed at the other end of the board, with a distance of two meters in between.

Well, they are civilized people, they are a scholarly family, and they can't hold knives.

"Ahem."

Liu Ruixuan put down the dish in his hand, took a deep look at Xia Yang on the left, lightly throated, and glanced at his father and mother left and right.

How fortunate he is to have such an unreliable father and mother, and to make such a bad friend.

Looking at the old lady who impulsively likes to catch, looking left and right, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his temples, okay, for the sake of his friend's safety, he still explained it to his father.

"This matter, in fact, it's no wonder that Xia Yang, everything has a way first......"

Liu Ruixuan glanced at the French plane tree on the right, which is a symbol of romance.

He clearly remembered that when he first saw Zhu Yan, it was also spring, and it was the same now, the sun was shining, and there were also romantic French plane trees on the side of the road he passed.

College life is always leisurely and lazy, for a while, sitting by the window, but not seeing anyone outside the window, I don't know where to start, he suddenly found that the classroom window began to open on the other side.

Looking out of the window, he could actually see two tall French plane trees, neatly trimmed, standing in his sight from the window.

In the early morning, at noon, or in the evening when you are tired of reading a book, when you need to be quiet or when you are bored. Then, as soon as you raise your eyes, you can see two French plane trees outside the window.

You can see a few points of cloudy or sunny sky leaking out between the gaps in the leaves, and the crowds of people coming and going under the space.

The days were in such a distant view, and I finished the autumn, winter, spring and summer of my freshman year.

When the calendar turned to spring again, he walked through most of the city, looking for the book house that he had frequented many years ago. The plain bookstore, the wooden shelves, and the exquisitely bound thread-bound ancient books, exuding the smell of ink marks and books, slowly diffuse......

He still remembers very clearly that the road he walked was full of plane trees. Large expanses of sycamores thickly cover the way they came.

He couldn't help but look up, here, and only the sycamore here, can be called "thick" or "gorgeous as a cover" type of words.

The asphalt road in the afternoon was quiet, surprisingly quiet, and after the occasional pedestrian or two walked by, he was accompanied only by large sycamores and a straight and wide road stretching forward.

"I walked alone on the street looking at the sky and couldn't find the answer...... "The well-timed old song sounded, hitting the eardrums, "the more time I had, the more accustomed I became to being alone".

He stopped in the midst of that song, through the branches and leaves of the sycamores, looking at the blue sky, hitting the green years when the flowers bloomed and fell, thinking that he had a lot of time to squander, and that the story would be very long.

That, the warm sunshine left a full taste of spring.

Suddenly, he had the illusion of alternating between the unreal and the real.

In that illusion, when I looked back, I saw a shadow.

A girl with long hair and shoulder-length hair, like an envoy who has just folded her wings, stands silently, beyond the two sycamores, her goose-like neck slightly raised, a smile blooming on her face, looking up at the blue above her head.

Suddenly he forgot time and space, and just looked at her quietly, until she suddenly turned her head and smiled at him.

His soul is scattered, and his eyes are beautiful.

Look at the background as she fades away.

A long sigh in my heart: It's over!

The blue and white shadow, the shoulder-length black hair, the goose's neck, the clean smile, the spring-like eyes, the pure eyes......

Later, he couldn't remember how he floated back to Jingyun's dormitory with one foot high and one foot low.

All he knew was that since then, the girl's image had exploded like a ticking time bomb before he fell asleep at night.

Alas!

Who is he? Like Fang Hong's gradual encounter with Tang Xiaofu, that one's mood was fluctuating, and that Rao's image was like a huge folded steel seal, which smashed into his heart at once, becoming a spiritual symbol that he couldn't wave away.

Where did it come from? Where to go? What do you want in life? What about the first time the love is opened? How? What if you don't get it? How's the fun? And what about sorrow?

"I understand, the girl who makes the same is Zhu Yan."

The proprietress Xuan Hua said quietly, turned her head and glanced at the envoy who was hugged by a white face, and her face flashed, with countless envy, jealousy and hatred.

This Zhu Yan is indeed beautiful, and his son has a good eye.

It's a pity that the handsome son's first love was first opened, but he was snatched away by the shameless white-faced brother who lacked heart.

Break up? After breaking off the relationship, I will teach you a good lesson for your mother, this heartless white face.

"And then?" The boss Liu Fen swallowed a few words slowly and leisurely, "How did you get hung aside?" ”

Hang aside?

Liu Ruixuan opened his mouth and glanced at Zhu Yan, if only he could dry aside.

"Don't speak, listen to your son continue," the proprietress Xuan Hua turned around, "Later, how was he dumped?" ”

Liu Ruixuan: ??

What a mother!

You are so gossipy, so direct, have you considered your son's feelings?

"Soon, it's over, I'm going to teach that white face a lesson that snatches love." The proprietress Xuanhua pushed her wife and reached out to catch the other end of the board.

"Hey, hey, birch, calm and calm, can't take a knife, son, quickly, how to be sunburned on the side......"

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