230 Memories of the Graduation Season of Youth

The teaching director's brain hurt, and he looked at the figures inside and outside with some worry. The mood is complicated, and the sigh is repeated.

Originally, Fang Yishen was already indispensable. In addition, Jun Shao is almost frantically spoiled, and sooner or later he will have to raise crooked.

I don't know what Old Man Fang thinks, hey!

"Well, you go in."

The teaching director was helpless, and waved his hand to let Junyi in.

Jun Yi nodded, walked past the teaching director without any pressure, and walked towards Fang Yishen.

"Uncle trained you?"

"No Sakura"

Fang Yishen handed the school uniform jacket to Junyi and asked, "What did he do with you?" I could see that his mouth was moving all the time, but I couldn't see the shape of his mouth. ”

Jun Yi smiled and didn't answer, but asked Fang Yishen rhetorically: "Then do you see anything about me?" ”

"You're lying."

Junyi raised his eyebrows: "No Sakura"

"You Sakura"

"No Sakura"

"I don't have breakfast on my uniform, it's just that I don't like to wear it."

Hearing this, Junyi took her hand, rubbed it again, and smiled more gently: "I have it, I have it, I don't believe you go home to see, I didn't lie." ”

Fang Yishen was speechless, although it was very naΓ―ve, but it was very much in line with her.

"So I'm telling the truth, and so is the latter one."

"Which one?"

"Daughter-in-law."

"Ah, it's fake, too."

Jun Yi squeezed her hand vigorously, grabbed her and hid in the shade of a tree, and asked her dissatisfiedly: "My future daughter-in-law, what's wrong?" ”

"Of course not. Isn't it your daughter-in-law now? Why the future? ”

Junyi was stunned, yes, how did the daughter-in-law who was trained from the training become the future.

"Hahaha, my daughter-in-law is right, I was wrong, I should be punished."

Fifteen-year-old Junyi is much taller than when he first came to An Ning six years ago, and his physique is also much taller.

Twelve-year-old Fang Yishen was held up by her, as easily as holding a doll.

The girls passing by were heartbroken and couldn't stick anymore, and the boys were envious of having a cute child daughter-in-law.

The joy of their student days, they walked together, carefree.

In the blink of an eye, it's a year, summer, and graduation season.

Junyi graduated, and they cherished this life experience and recorded their beauty on campus in different ways.

Doing childish things that don't fit their identity at all.

"Handsome guy, come, smile brighter for you."

With a "click", as the camera shutter was pressed, a beautiful picture of youth was frozen on the cherry blossom road.

"Look, is it beautiful?"

"Beauty."

"Thank you, uncle, you are also very handsome."

Junyi left the campus, and half a month later, he left Anning and returned to the imperial capital.

After Fang Yishen left Anning in Junyi, he did not return to school except for the exam.

As for the exam, I never hand in a blank paper, but I always have a zero score.

Fortunately, in the past two years, Fang Yishen has concentrated on his own career, and Junyi has also started part-time work and study.

Jun's situation was wrong, and he had to go home early.

Although I have been in contact with Jun's business for a long time, I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

When I'm busy, I always listen to her voice to recharge my batteries.

"Daughter-in-law, are you good?"

"Not good."

Listening to the girl's crisp and decisive voice, Junyi chuckled.

"Did you miss me?" Fang Yishen seemed to ask Junyi this question every time.

Junyi's answer is only one word every time. But Fang Yishen was not satisfied, the most important thing was that she drove without saying a word, Junyi was a little afraid that she would ask this question, it was too painful.

This time, Junyi finally changed an answer: "I don't want to." ”

"It's a pity, I miss you."

"Wait for me."

So, Junyi, who had not slept for several days, flew to Anning overnight and slept peacefully with his future daughter-in-law in his arms.

The days of not seeing each other are always incomparably long, and the days of meeting are always passing away quickly.