He put down his hand a little aggrieved and indifferent, and snorted lightly.

It was probably the first year of junior high school, at that time, there was no accident in his family, and her relationship with him was so good that the two schools knew it, and he was still the first in Hong Yichu's grade, which was also Hong Yichu's signboard.

He was also interviewed, the interview he was given with Xu Youzhi, and it was his first and only interview.

It was that interview that made the acquaintance between them spread through the two schools. Xu Youzhi did not shy away from asking questions about He Zhili in Hengbai, because of that face, his name was still hanging on Hengbai's confession wall for several days.

When he was in the first year of junior high school, almost everyone around him paid a little bit of attention to him, and a little inexplicable envy, and almost everyone held the workbook to ask him questions during every class, and then aimed at him with cautious eyes.

Xu Youzhi is the only one who is willing to do something to him, a girl.

That day, the wind was smooth, the sky was clear, and the indifferent girl was wearing a clean and cold snow-colored cotton skirt, and the light was gentle to bring people together, but she quickly cut his hand and pressed him on the sofa.

The always cold young man buried half of his face in the pile of plush toys on the sofa, and before he could react, he was kicked by Xu Youzhi in the crook of his leg, she had always had no sense of control at that time, and after the toes hit the crook of his leg, He Zhili bent his knees uncontrollably, and snorted in pain.

"Again," he gritted his teeth, feeling that his leg was almost kicked by this guy, so he turned his face sideways and whispered to her, "Can you make it lightly?" ”

"Light what? I remember what I told you, the girl you handed over the love letter is really not a good person," Xu Youzhi lowered his body expressionlessly, and his lips closed one by one not far from the tip of the young man's ear, "You can like anyone, like her?" Are you looking for death? ”

He Zhili twisted his eyebrows: "I'll explain, you let go ......"

Xu Youzhi inexplicably caught fire: "Don't loosen." ”

He Zhili actually didn't think that he was almost killed by Xu Youzhi on the sofa because he helped someone copy a love letter. He kept the position of being pressed by her, and after she finally let go, his leg hurt for days.

At that time, I was young, and I didn't have any concept of whether I liked it or not, and I felt that something was not right, probably in the third year of junior high school, after a fight, and then after being discharged from the hospital and returning to school.

At that time, he hadn't seen her for a long time, and he was even more in the mood to go to class when he got to the bastard class, so he lied that he was uncomfortable, skipped class, came to the abandoned teaching building, found a place where no one usually came, sat on the artificial turf, and wrapped himself in the warm sun.

As a result, Xu Youzhi happened to come in over the wall.

He squinted as she lowered the brim of her hat and walked toward the school building, dangling her toes to let her pass his line of sight.

She seems to have lost some weight, and her eyes are dyed a little pale cyan, and the sleeves of Hong Yichu's school uniform are pulled up, revealing a thin and cold white arm, as if it will be broken if you pinch it.

But at that moment, at the moment when she jumped lightly from the not-so-low wall, the ten thousand rays of light behind her were like pressing a switch, and the rejuvenated numbness spread throughout her body for at least a year, and since then, every step she took seemed to fall on the tip of his heart.

When he saw her, he was soft-hearted for no reason, and he felt that he was very happy.