Chapter 3 Example 1

Of course, my so-called familiarity was only realized after being startled and accompanied by an "ah" sound.

It's not someone else who deliberately scares me, but I've made an appointment to have lunch together, and I'm standing next to me at the moment, with short swallowtail-style hair, and a blue-purple sweater on my upper body (I'm also wearing a blue-purple sweater, but the style is slightly different, in the eyes of others, we are undoubtedly wearing a couple's outfit, although I want to, but I have to say regretfully: the collision is purely a coincidence. The lower body is light blue jeans, the feet are white board shoes, the right hand is behind the back, the eyebrows are bent, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and the youthful porcelain white face is undoubtedly Zhao Min, who is about to overflow with joy.

But I always felt that she was a little too proud, so I smiled and said, "You're a little abnormal today, huh?" "I don't know why I would ask such a brainless question, but luckily she didn't overly fix what I called an anomaly.

"Are you abnormal? Why did you give me flowers for no reason? ”

With that, he brought a bright red rose from behind to me.

Seeing this, a karmic fire suddenly rose in my heart, and I really wanted to say a foul word: Damn, which grandson is so blind, overtaking my car.

"I was about to deliver it, but I just ...... Belch...... But this person who does good deeds without leaving a name is quite interesting, is he learning from Lei Feng? I asked, smiling disapprovingly.

"Who could that be?"

"Who knows, but this flower is pretty good." I couldn't help but say, "It doesn't matter who gave it to you, keep it if you like it!"

"I'm not rare, you think it's beautiful, so I'll give it to you." Zhao Min casually threw the flowers to me.

"It's a pity that I'm an exclusive florist with a smile like a flower, as for it, I think I'd give it to everyone!"

"Give it to everyone, how to send it?"

"Wouldn't it be enough to 'plant' it in the garden. But I'll borrow your flowers to offer Buddha, are you okay? ”

"Why, I said I gave it to you."

Finally, under Zhao Min's guidance, I randomly planted it in the soil next to a moon plant.

Today is Saturday.

Here's a word to say: Since entering high school, weekends have become synonymous with luxury. Only on the last Friday afternoon of the last week of the month, there is no need to study in the evening after school, plus Saturday and Sunday are closed, but Sunday evening self-study is normal. In addition, if there are no special circumstances, there is no need to go to evening self-study after school at noon every Saturday.

Well, let's get down to business. After lunch, Zhao Min and I just came out of the sheep soup restaurant of our classmates and met a large number of people, to be exact, it should be two groups of people, most of them passed in front of the restaurant with cold faces and cold expressions.

One of the two groups walked at the front of the line, and one of them had a long face and a small flat head, which made it even longer, and the only advantage was that it was eye-catching.

As for where the two groups of people went, I knew it without having to follow - the Port Authority playground was spacious and secluded, and it was a good place for students to hang out.

Looking at Zhao Min, who always kept a distance from me when I met acquaintances on weekdays, but took the initiative to lean over today, I said casually, "They will also find a place where no one is there to talk, and I guarantee that 99% of them will not be able to fight." ”

"You're so confident, have you ever experienced it?"

"I've never eaten pork, we've seen pigs run! You know, because of Mr. Qian. ”

"Qian Duo! You'd better stay away from him. ”

"Oh!" This promise even I find perfunctory.

On an autumn afternoon, there is no wind. The sunlight shone down through the golden fan leaves of the ginkgo tree, and fell on the light sweater, warm.

From a distance, the branches and leaves of the ginkgo biloba on both sides of the road stretch out to each other and intertwine with each other, forming a dense Balot-like vault above the road, and under the light of the afternoon sunset, you are wrapped in the sunset yellow of memories, as if you have entered a tunnel of time.

From time to time, ripe gold leaves fall silently from the branches. I was thrilled to see it, of course, I was not only talking about the fallen leaves, but also Zhao Min who was walking side by side with me.

At this time, we were walking slowly from north to south along Qingnian East Road, which is lined with duck's foot trees (I always think that this north-south road runs east-west, so I always say that it is Qingnian East Road).

Since Zhao Min was walking on the inside of the road, when I looked back, a touch of the slanting sun was shining on the side of her face, glowing with a golden halo. Perhaps it was a spiritual send-of-sight, and my right hand couldn't help but move towards hers, and after touching each other's fingers, it slid away naturally.

Zhao Min bit her lip lightly, her side face was slightly flushed, and her originally porcelain-white and dry face immediately became fresh. An unseasonal word popped up in my head - spring is bright. I suddenly understood that the word "bright" was specially learned for this moment.

I was agitated in my heart and leaned my right hand over again, and quickly grabbed Zhao Min's left hand. But it wasn't courage that allowed me to complete this elegant and difficult move, but the fact that I almost hit Zhao Min's newly installed fence for the broken manhole cover. I knew it was supposed to be my thanksgiving, but I still cried out from the bottom of my heart:

"Look at it, if it's broken, it won't be repaired in time, just leave it like this, I'm afraid that the people around it will forget it a long time ago." After my mouth moved, my restless heart finally calmed down a little, and holding Zhao Min's hand became much more natural.

"There are many good things, how can there be a reason to fix it so quickly." Listening to Zhao Min say this, I have a feeling that I have been robbed of my lines, but it is very useful.

"By the way, Minmin, do you believe that good things are grinding?"

"Huh? Which one are you talking about? Zhao Min raised his chin slightly and stared at me with a puzzled face.

"You may not know, but in fact, someone mentioned you to me not long after I entered the first year of high school."

"Oh! Are you sure? Zhao Min raised his right hand and brushed his hair behind his ear, and then said, "I guess it's either Qian Duo or Sun Qiong, right?" ”

"Is that Qian Duo or Sun Qiong?"

"Uh...... Sun Qiong. ”

"Give you another chance, you can change it."

"No change."

"Really won't change?"

"Of course, you don't regret being a true gentleman. Say, stop inking! ”

"But you're a woman, huh?"

"Women can play tricks, that's the definition you gave, and so do you?"

"No, of course not, isn't there an idiom called "break your word and get fat"? You see you're so thin, you don't look like a cheater? ”

"This characteristic is very much in line with Qian Duo!"

"That's right! The person who told me about you was Chandor. ”

"Qian Duo, can he still spit out ivory from his mouth?"

"He can't spit out the ivory, but most of his words are gilded."