How can it be?

Ouyang Fuqian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xia Yang steadily.

How could there be her name in that poem?

Xia Yang, are you kidding again?

"Walking through that familiar bookstore......"

When Xia Yang's warm voice like a mica cake sounded nearby, Ouyang Fuqian came back to his senses.

Familiar bookstore?

Thinking of the first encounter, could it be that Xiao Rui was writing about the last encounter?

She suddenly became a little unconvinced, Liu Ruixuan didn't recognize her that day, and just smiled politely at her.

Suppressing the urge to almost grab the book, he raised his hand to comb the hair next to his ear, and eased his mind: "Okay, stop kidding." ”

"Who's kidding?" Xia Yang came over with someone with a book, "Look at it yourself, what kind of broken poem is written, it can also be published." ”

Ouyang Fu was silent and fell on the page.

I only saw it once, and I was stunned.

Liu Ruixuan, who was wearing a blue and white Yunling school uniform, instantly broke into the bottom of his eyes, the black and white eyes, the slightly raised corners of his lips, and the clean smile!

It's like what I met in the bookstore that day, but it's not like that day!

She suddenly couldn't remember whether Liu Ruixuan was wearing the school uniform of Yunling Middle School as in the photo on the day she met by chance.

"Look at how ugly it is. Ugly S, do you think you're a Smurf? Xia Yang threw "Boy" on the dining table in front of him, "I don't have a standing face, do you have hypochondriasis?" Wearing a blue suit and leaning against a blue fence, can you change the background? The aesthetic is too bad. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Ouyang Fu, and seeing that she was silent, he said to himself: "This vision, I really dare not compliment." ”

"It's so ugly, it's so badly written, it's so embarrassing, and you dare to put a photo on it, if I don't have time, where would he have a share. Xiaoqian, such a boy, don't do it. ”

Looking at the few lines of jumping words in front of him, Ouyang Fuqian's heart suddenly intersected in every way.

Déjà vu?

This little poem by Xiao Rui, oh no, is a prose poem, and its title is - "Déjà vu"!

"In October, on a sunny afternoon, walking through that familiar street, in the familiar bookstore, I inadvertently saw "you".

At that time, "you" and me, at the same time, reached out to get a copy of "The Complete Works of Sanmao".

I was surprised, looked at you, and "you" smiled, retracted my hand, and smiled, "You can take it." ”

I smiled too, smiling and looking out the window: "Thank you!" ”

The sunlight paints a patch of blue on the horizon, shining through the window panes, sprinkling the warmth of the ground.

Like, yesterday.

Yesterday, you and I stood on the corner of the street, and you smiled and said to me, long time no see.

On that day, you gently brushed a handful of moonlight, swept through the rain, passed through the change of the four seasons, and met me. We talk on street corners in the summer, avoiding the light smoke of the rain and enjoying the faint light of the first quarter moon.

In June, the flowers begin to bloom in the rain. Later, the faintly bright and edged moonlight, splashed with the desire of rain, and a rolling summer flowed between the lines.

Perhaps, it was the rain that season that went too slowly, or maybe the moonlight spread too long that year, and once it spread, it came to the present. You see, the poem in the ancient music house: Only because of the review of the king, it makes me think of the Jun dynasty and the twilight, together with you and I who met at the beginning of that year, and have gone through many years and years and years together.

Looking back, the beautiful and demure woman was still standing quietly at one end of the bookshelf, holding a book and looking at it quietly.

Suddenly, there was an illusion of alternating between the real and the unreal, and I seemed to have met you when I grew up.

She looks like you in every move, oh no, she looks like you who grew up in your imagination!

Suddenly, I thought of you again, I am deep and shallow you! I seem to be you far and near!

Who are you from now? Whose years have amazed you? You say, you say?

Whose tears slipped through the glass?

Which fallen leaf has a martyred butterfly buried behind it? I'll go, I'll go.

But in front of you is a rainy abyss, and behind you is a snowy cemetery.

How can we expect the heart to sprout, which will be harvested into a fatal pain in this cold late autumn......"

Blurred vision.

It turned out that he recognized "her"!

Ouyang Fu shuddered his eyes, pinned the ice dragon out of the window, and a cool breeze greeted her, blowing down a tear in her eyes.

The corners of Xia Yang's mouth twitched slightly, a smile crossed his eyes, lowered his head, picked up the sweet and sour shrimp in front of him and ate it himself.

Hehe, there will be a good show to watch in the future!

Hehe, it's not in vain that he came out of the wall early this morning, went home and sorted out these magazines and brought them over!

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at the bright-eyed boy on the open page.

NND, this stinky boy, is really good-looking! Ahem, he almost compared himself!

His eyes flickered, and when he reached the last few lines of words, Xia Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again.

This Liu Ruixuan is not too stupid to come up with such a trick, but he is too bold.

Aren't you afraid of the school rules of Yunling Middle School?

He didn't dare to go to Lingnuo Middle School to find Zhu Yan, for fear of causing trouble for Zhu Yan, hey!

He is also very difficult, on the one hand, he is tormented by Zhu Yan's prose, and on the other hand, he is worried that if Ling Nuo's school rules punish Zhu Yan, it will hurt her!

What's more, this Liu Ruixuan is too bold!

actually openly shouted out his heart, Ouyang Fuqian is his love!

This point, better than him!

In the future, he will have a good time meeting this not too stupid boy.

After eating the last shrimp, Xia Yang suddenly found a problem.

Is the "she" in the article the Ouyang Fuqian in front of him? Or, another pretty woman?

He didn't care about wiping his hand, and directly touched Ouyang Fuqian's arm with his elbow: "If you don't eat again, I'll finish eating the dishes." ”

As soon as the words fell, he leaned over to Ouyang Fuqian, glanced left and right, and sat back in his seat.

Ouyang Fuqian raised his left hand and gently touched the tip of his nose, and before he could speak, he heard Xia Yang's teasing voice.

"Xiao Qian, you can't have a good eye, and that Liu Ruixuan is really a pair, is the scenery outside the window as good as me?"

Ouyang Fu heard this, nodded the tip of his nose again, turned his head to look at Xia Yang, and saw that the man was constantly stuffing the sweet and sour loin in front of him into his mouth with chopsticks.

In an instant, I couldn't laugh or cry.

"And no one is robbing you, what are you doing so fast?" Ouyang Fu eased his mood slightly, "Be careful of choking." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yang coughed "cough cough".

"I said Xiaoqian, you can't help but be too careful, I'm just blackmailing for a month, oh no, come and romance with you, you're actually stingy, are you still the goddess in my heart?"

Ouyang Fuqian: ......

Which one is this?