209.Proper Moderation (3)

In fact, Tang Yao didn't know that she herself was the one who had the biggest problem today, and she needed to think about how to dismantle the trick the most.

But the doctor can't heal himself, let alone Tang Yao, a little girl.

Tang Yao was talking to Mu Sisi when a boy's voice sounded on the lawn, saying that he wanted to give the next song to one of his most special friends.

Tang Yao's thoughts were all occupied by Mu Sisi and Jin Li's affairs, and he didn't pay attention to what the players on the field were singing, and he repeatedly reminded Mu Sisi that he must play the play well, don't play halfway, the person who should be heartbroken looks like a again.

Mu Sisi nodded, looking confident, and poked Tang Yao's arm at the same time, "Tang Yao, you listen to these lyrics, why is it so like singing to you." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, which shallot I am, it's just the same situation." Tang Yao slapped off the fingers poking her arm, "At this time, don't be cranky, be calm, be calm, and preferably with some anger." ”

"No, if you change people, your statement may be true, you first see who is singing?"

Mu Sisi straightened Tang Yao's body, Tang Yao was on the lawn in front, and saw Chang Jian standing on the stage, and the sun came from his back, stretching Chang Jian's shadow for a long time. It's like one year Tang Yao was pestered by Chen Shu to discuss the repertoire of the Literature and Art Week, and met Chang Jian at the school gate, and the sun that day also stretched Chang Jian's shadow for a long time. Time overlaps in the long river of memory, but people have long been unrecognizable.

"Listen to the lyrics, 'I really want to say sorry, I hurt you.'" Please forgive me, I still don't understand the reason in love. Isn't that a proper apology you often say? ”

Tang Yao looked at the people on the field, the lyrics meant that there was nothing wrong with apologetics properly, but it seemed that the time was a whole semester late. On the day Chang Jian gave the gift, after Tang Yao got off the bridge, he opened the gift given by Chang Jian. Tang Yao was very curious, how could this man, who had seriously injured her for a semester, stand in front of her calmly? What kind of gifts will you give?

Tang Yao opened the box, threw the wrapping paper and flowers into the first trash can on the way, and then opened the carton, and saw that it was a wind chime, the texture of the glass, at first glance, he felt that it was easy to break, just like the owner of the gift, he never stood firm.

"How lucky to have met you. How determined, and I love you。。。。。。 “

Chang Jian's singing voice came to Tang Yao's ears from far to near, and then drifted from near to far into the distance, as if he had never been there. Or they have been there, but they have not left any traces.

Tang Yao picked up the wind chime and shook it. Seeing the blue-purple glass tube easily swinging with the wind, singing a light and distant jingle sound, it looked extremely frivolous. Tang Yao chuckled, don't want such a spineless thing. Tang Yao threw the wind chimes and the carton into the trash can on the side of the road at the next intersection. After taking two steps, Tang Yao felt that it was too cheap to put it in the trash can so completely. So, Tang Yao walked back to the trash can, picked up the wind chimes that he had just thrown away, put them back in the carton and stepped on them several times. When Tang Yao heard the sound of glass breaking, he was satisfied and threw the body of the wind chime back into the trash can along with the carton.

Tang Yao went home that day, took out the battle plan he wrote last semester, and added a note at the end of the plan: You are not allowed to fall into the same pit.