"So you have to listen to your mother." She took his words and said, "I envy you for having such a mother who loves you and loves you." ”

"Su Light Blue ......"

"Huh?"

"I like you." The voice is not loud, but it is the most sincere voice of the teenager.

He said, Su Qianlan, you close your eyes, stretch out your hand, and I'll give you something.

Su Qianlan was very obedient to the pizza and the eye, and when she opened it again, there was a gardenia in full bloom on her palm.

"You are like this gardenia, pure and beautiful, with a faint fragrance, you are the girl I like, when you go to college, you will wear this beautiful gardenia to Beijing to find me."

In 2004, the sky was filled with a faint sadness, Su Qianlan looked at the distant figure of the young man, gently held the gardenia, and said, thank you for giving me this pure white memory.

Just like this gardenia.

Su Qianlan's life gradually improved, on the one hand, her grandmother was discharged from the hospital, and on the other hand, with the help of some well-wishers from the social school, she finished high school and was successfully admitted to a key high school in Beijing.

Her ruthless father and stepmother were also sentenced by the court for failing to fulfill their due maintenance obligations.

The plot of the story comes to an end first.

At the 2008 Olympics, the capital was boiling.

As an Olympic volunteer, Su Qianlan struggled to maintain order, and suddenly felt that she was slapped on the back, and turned her head to see Ye Chenshuo, who she hadn't seen for four years.

The boy stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, smiling at her.

Su Qianlan, I know you will definitely find it.

Hearing He Jiong's singing permeate every part of the capital, he sang: "Gardenia blooms, gardenias bloom, splendid youth, eternal love." ”

The scenery passing by on the road of youth, after a trip, the remaining memories are worth cherishing forever.

I have loved those people and hidden those hearts, I would like to record them, and I want to write them down, for my youth.

Ye Yipeng listened to the girl's thoughts and sighed, adolescent girls, that's the case.

In fact, he really doesn't like to meddle in hypnosis.

Every boy loves basketball, and every girl loves the galloping figure on the basketball court.

That year, when I was not yet 16 years old, the school held a basketball tournament, and the girls gathered together and shouted excitedly. I was also in the crowd, looking at the youthful figures flying by one by one, with infinite vitality.

He wasn't the best guy on the team, but he was the most gentlemanly and collective-minded, and when he picked up the ball, some boys in our class called him by name.

That's how I remembered his No. 9 jersey and his name, CS.

I essentially wrote a journal about him, using the initials of his name, which was noticed by a boy in the class who knew him, and then the incident was quickly dressed in the old age.

The boy named CS has good academic performance, and he is also handsome, and there are many people who love him, and I am just the most ordinary one among them, and I haven't explained too much, almost everyone knows that I like him, and I don't know if he himself has ever noticed it.

He has a good temper. I finally got to his QQ, and I was thinking about how to talk to him, just to take a photo.

He sent me a message asking me what I wanted his photo for, and I casually said, "It's for warding off evil spirits." ”

After the news was sent, I couldn't wait to hit the tofu directly, he would definitely be angry! I didn't expect him to really send a photo of him, which was a basketball photo.

I still have that picture in a drawer.

I just hope that after many years, when all my teeth are gone, when I see the photo, I will still think of that basketball boy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the sun is shining, it is eternal youth.

Ye Yipeng continued to listen to another little girl with a delusion tell her story.

If you want to defeat the Supreme Demon King, you must collect the legendary seven-colored flowers.

These are what Master said to him before leaving.

Ouyang Changfeng shook his long hair of the shawl very disdainfully, hehe, little case! Isn't it just that you have collected seven colors?

Just do it, bring dry food and a sword, and embark on the road of finding flowers with high spirits.

The seven-colored flowers are dark red, dark green, light blue, beige, snow white, light purple, and jet black, which are hidden in the major heroic homes in the rivers and lakes.

Ouyang Changfeng is a junior disciple of the Traceless Prince, 16 years old, bold and uninhibited, and deeply liked by the master.

Speaking of the Traceless Son, it is a well-known name in the rivers and lakes, not only is he more handsome than Pan An, but he is also strong in martial arts and good at using drugs.

But since the appearance of the so-called Supreme Demon King Cai Wansan, his martial arts status has been shaken, in order to defeat the Supreme Demon King at the martial arts conference after last month, he must find the seven-colored flower that can increase infinite power, so he sent Ouyang Changfeng - this proud protégé of beauty and wisdom.

Ouyang Changfeng took the map and came to a mansion, and looked up at the two big characters on the plaque, "Shen Mansion." ”

OK, this is where the crimson is hidden, he smugly shook the fan, shook his hair, and stepped forward to knock on the door.

Who?

The door was opened by an old man with gray hair.

Ouyang Changfeng hugged his fists very politely, under Ouyang Changfeng, he just came to visit your master Shen Binghuang.

Missing.

The white-haired old man closed the door angrily.

Wait a minute!

He used a trick to point the acupuncture hand, but the old man just froze.

The house is haunted, I advise the young man to go as far as possible, the old slave is not lying to you again.

Haunted? That's a lot of fun! Ouyang Changfeng was overjoyed, thinking that if I could catch ghosts for Master Shen this time, then he would be grateful to me, and when the time came, I would ask him for Crimson.

Shen Binghuang invited Ouyang Changfeng to the hall.

I have heard that the ancestor of the ancestor is the son of Yushu without a trace, and I can't imagine that the disciples under the seat are also so young and talented, and the future life is terrifying!

He clenched his fists, where, where.

Shen Binghuang personally took him to the guest room.

"Ouyang Shaoxia, the house is simple, and I hope Ouyang Shaoxia will bear with me."

He laughed, "Where, where." ”

Master Shen told him in detail about the haunting of the Shen Mansion.

It is said that one night when the wind was dark and high, Shen Binghuang's baby son Shen Yongsheng was playing hide and seek with his subordinates. Unexpectedly, after a while, she disappeared inexplicably, and the maid Xiaoru obviously saw Shen Yongsheng hiding in his firewood room, and chased him in, but there was no one.

"Could it be that the little master ran out and she didn't see it?"

"It's impossible, I've checked the firewood room, the doors and windows are closed, there is only one exit, and many house slaves are guarding outside the firewood room, and I haven't seen my son come out."

That's weird.

Ouyang Changfeng said, this way, in order to avoid you being frightened all the time, this hero decided to go to the firewood room alone to inspect.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to remind Ouyang Shaoxia." Shen Binghuang smiled a little mysteriously, "That room is now sealed, and I heard people say that there are often inexplicable cries at night, which is very sad." ”

Ouyang Changfeng's feet slipped and he almost fell, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

He thought, what kind of person am I, Ouyang Changfeng! I'm the first disciple of the Traceless Son, how can a little ghost help me?

No, wait a minute, he seemed to remember something, Shen Binghuang was a famous big man in the rivers and lakes, how could he be superstitious about the legend of ghosts? Besides, he didn't have any sadness on his face when he lost his beloved son, there must be fraud in this!

He came to a dilapidated house, which was probably the firewood house.

The gate was locked with three large locks, and he unleashed a whirlwind of invincible palms that split them in two.

This is a very ordinary firewood room, no different from an ordinary firewood room, but strangely, there is a stove but no firewood.

At this time, the darts kept shooting from behind him, Ouyang Changfeng had a keen sense of hearing since he was a child, so he easily dodged it, and in this way, he was even more convinced that the Shen Mansion was not haunted, but artificial.

Without thinking too much about it, the second dart came again, followed by the third, then the fourth......

"You like to play darts, don't you?"

Ouyang Changfeng was angry, so he caught a few darts and threw them out.

With a miserable thought, many black-clothed people hiding behind the firewood room and sneaking up on their buttocks shouted: "Ouyang Shaoxia, we surrendered, don't throw it, pierce the wrong part." ”

Ouyang Changfeng was about to laugh, but unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain under his feet, and it was a few pairs of hands that "jumped" out of the ground and grabbed his feet tightly. He was in a hurry and turned his head to get rid of it.

At this time, there were more people in the firewood room.

Among them, a young man in white shook his fan lightly, saying that the Traceless Son is both talented and beautiful, and his martial arts are also unique, and he has to compete with his disciples today.

Ouyang Changfeng clenched his fists, this person is Ye Yipeng in the first lang of the rivers and lakes, his heart is arrogant, and his nirvana is embroidery Wanse needle.

Ye Yipeng ordered his subordinates to take a few steps back, and he quickly turned over, and more than a dozen colorful silver needles flew in his direction.

Ouyang Changfeng's light skills were not covered, he hid quickly, and when he was about to be proud, Ye Yipeng once shot out a silver needle from under his sleeve.

The silver needle was impartial and stabbed him right in the body.

You...... What you do is despicable, but it is despised by the people in the rivers and lakes.

Ouyang Changfeng covered his abdomen and screamed.

The silver needle is highly poisonous, and after a while, his lips will turn purple, his whole body will be weak, and his internal strength will not be able to use it.

Ye Yipeng shook the folding fan proudly, Ouyang Shaoxia, how is it, do you want me to give you an antidote?

He snorted, remembering that he had watched his master practice a set of poison coercion, and with superhuman memory, he tried his best to force the silver needle out.

The silver needle just hit Ye Yipeng.

"Oh no, the boss is poisoned." Several masked men hurriedly carried Ye Yipeng out.

Before Ouyang Changfeng could calm down, a young man who was the opposite of him appeared in front of him, but his eyebrows revealed a heroic spirit.

"In Xia Shen Renxing, the people in the rivers and lakes are called the young man in Tsing Yi, I want to compete with Ouyang Gongzi today, compete with each other, and the point is up, I don't know what to do?"

He was shocked, the young man in Tsing Yi? This name is also quite legendary in the rivers and lakes, it is said that he is a young man in Tsing Yi, but he has always been masked, so few people have seen his true face, if the son standing in front of him at this time is,

That's a feast for your eyes.

The young man in Tsing Yi's ecstasy is extremely powerful, and it is said that it can make many martial arts masters lose their martial arts in a short period of time, and they go crazy.