"That's right, you're someone else's depth now, so you won't want to see me."

Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu resentfully, and turned his head away.

Ouyang Fu was silent, watching Xia Yang finish eating the sweet and sour tenderloin in front of him with chopsticks one after another, and then began to move to another plate of spicy tofu, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and looking in front of him.

After just one glance, he was stunned.

What about the sweet and sour shrimp in front of her?

She just missed Liu Ruixuan for a moment, and the dish was empty?

Miss?

Ouyang Fuqian's face burned inadvertently, and the corner of his eye glanced at Xia Yang on the right, and then lowered his eyes.

Fortunately, Xia Yang didn't look at her, and was eating the meal in front of her with all her might.

Ouyang Fu's shallow eyes looked at Xia Yang who was close to him again, hesitated, and reached out to pick up the open "Boy" in front of him: Xiao Rui's black and white eyes instantly broke into the line of sight again.

Inexplicably, a small joy welled up.

He, still remembers her, oh no, remembers his sister.

His eyes fell on the name, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

Déjà vu, huh?

She thought that day, he looked at her indifferently, but it turned out that it was not!

"The book is mine."

Ouyang Fuqian closed the book, put it on the left hand side, and looked towards Xia Yang.

"Huh?" The chopsticks in Xia Yang's hand were stunned, "That's mine." ”

"Yours isn't mine!" Ouyang Fuqian chuckled lightly and glanced at Xia Yang, "Didn't you just go to throw away the trash can?" ”

"That's right." Xia Yang smashed his mouth and picked up a leaf of cabbage, "What is mine is yours, and I am yours too." You're welcome, take it. ”

Ouyang Fuqian was suffocated in an instant.

There's no serious Xia Yang!

She was suddenly a little curious, that Zhu Yan, what did she like about Xia Yang?

Listen to Xia Yang himself, childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, chasing him every day!

However, looking at the text in "Boy", it doesn't seem to look like it!

"You can't stop your mouth with so much food?" Ouyang Fuqian glanced at the plate on the dining table, and then looked at Xia Yang, "It is said that you have a short mouth when eating other people's food, but you are becoming more and more unconscious." ”

"Where am I not realizing it?" Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu, picked up the tomato egg soup in front of him and drank it, "I didn't ask you for reimbursement for the travel expenses, you still care about me!" ”

Yes? Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

In this way, could it be that she is really stingy?

"By the way," Xia Yang put down the soup bowl and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "Did you really see that ugly boy last month?" ”

Well? Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but suffocate again.

Ugly boy? Where is Rui ugly? Obviously it's no worse than Xia Yang!

This doesn't seem to be the point, the point is, how did Xia Yang guess it?

"Don't look at me like this," Xia Yang retracted his gaze, looked at the dining table, brought the rice on the opposite side, and took two bites, "I've always been very smart, and you don't know it, or are you now, you only have that ugly boy in your heart, and you don't have me anymore?" ”

Ouyang Fu pursed his lips, glanced at Xia, and was silent.

Don't bother with him!

"Why don't you speak?" Xia Yang picked up a piece of spicy tofu and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "Which bookstore did you encounter it?" How could it be so coincidental? ”

Ouyang Fu pretended not to hear, and turned his head to look out the window.

The crimson on the horizon is gradually fading, just like the initial coolness is gradually fading.

"Or did he meet another girl?" Xia Yang's voice suddenly came again.

Ouyang Fuqian was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Xia Yang, and met his somewhat puzzled eyes.

The first glimmer of joy faded again.

met her, just a quick glance, Xiao Rui thought it was the "she" in his memory, and then he felt and wrote this long moving prose, so, what if you meet other people?

Wouldn't he feel the same way?

Ouyang Fuqian's gaze moved downwards and turned to the pile of "boys" on the dining table, is there a girl who "encountered" in every poem or prose?

Heart, Mo twisted it again.

She almost forgot that by Liu Ruixuan's side, on the day they met, there was a little girl with a bright smile beside him.

Ouyang Fu's eyes trembled, remembering the beginning, Xia Yang seemed to have said, as if Liu Ruixuan had a girlfriend.

So, the depth and shallowness in this "Déjà vu" is just an adjective.

Deep and shallow memory, deep and shallow you.

Ouyang Fu suddenly felt a little depressed in his heart, looked at the closed "Boy" in front of him, and remembered the girl with a bright smile he met that day.

With her short pretty hair and big sparkling eyes, she looked at her with a lot of hostility after looking at her.

The girl said, they don't know her, let's go.

Liu Ruixuan smiled politely at her very obediently that day, and then left.

It turned out that she was thinking too much about it again!

That girl is his public campus couple.

What is she? An image that I never even remembered!

The words that suddenly appeared, maybe it was just his momentary feeling!

As for the name on it: Ouyang Fuqian, perhaps, it's just the imagination of that person who occasionally emerges, right? Who will keep their childhood memories with them and look through them at any time?

What's more, there is already a real "girlfriend" by his side!

"What do you think? Don't want to pay attention to me again? Xia Yang came over and shook his hand in front of Ouyang Fuqian, "Hey, come back to your senses." Hi! ”

Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, his eyes trembled, and he looked towards Xia Yang.

"Well? What about you? Xia Yang looked at Ouyang Fuqian, sat back, picked up a piece of tofu, and handed it to Ouyang Fuqian, "Open your mouth, ah!" ”

Ouyang Fu looked at Xia Yang steadily, did not move, and did not speak.

"Open your mouth, ah! This tastes good, try it, open your mouth. ”

Xia Yang smiled and stretched his chopsticks in front of Ouyang Fuqian again, "What? Stupidly happy? Not really! ”

Where is she happy?

She obviously added new worries.

Ouyang Fu smiled slightly, turned his head away, and inadvertently fell on the pile of "Boys" in front of him, and then turned to the special "Boys" pressed under his left hand.

November, late autumn and early autumn!

It is also the season when people seek their own troubles!

Turning his head to look out the window, a gust of wind swept by, a few unfinished maple leaves swayed in the wind, and occasionally two or three rose and fell with the wind inadvertently.

Can she, like the wind blowing outside the window, blow and disperse? Can she, like this falling leaf, rise and fall with the wind, and then let all the past disappear?

"You can't really meet it, will you?"

Xia Yang's voice came again, "Where did you see it?" Tell me about it. ”

Ouyang Fu squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the falling leaves outside the window: "It's all over, what is there to say." ”

Xia Yang's hand shook, and the tofu in his hand fell to the ground suddenly.