After shouting, the hearts of the two of them were much more comfortable.

For a while, the two were speechless, as before, they just looked into the distance, looked at the blue sky, and imagined the future.

The future is beautiful because of you!

In the past, this was the future in Zhang Yudie's heart.

Now, though, she doesn't know if it's the right future to stick around like this?

"Song Kaishan?"

"Huh?"

“……”

"How?"

"I just want to call you by name."

“……”

For a while.

Song Kaishan: "Zhang Yudie? ”

"Huh?"

“……”

"How?"

"I want to call your name too!"

Zhang Yudie smiled: "Hasn't it always been Song Kaimin's patent to look like a scoundrel like this?" Why are you like this? ”

Song Kaishan's eyes flashed: "People always change, and they want to change." ”

"Then you can't become Song Kaimin's scoundrel, right?"

"Does he look bad?" Song Kaishan asked.

Zhang Yudie: "Anyway...... It's just not for you...... You should be your own!"

Song Kaishan was interested at this time: "What should I look like?" ”

Zhang Yudie pretended to think about it seriously: "...... Suave, kind, and caring...... In short, you look good!"

"Huh...... That is to say, in your eyes, I am much better than Kaimin? ”

Zhang Yudie: "That's a must!" ”

Song Kaimin, who was doing long-distance training under the scorching sun, had an itchy nose and sneezed several times one after another.

"Does anyone miss me?"

Classmates next to him: "Obviously I was scolded!"

Song Kaimin was not convinced: "I just want to!"

"Scolded!"

"Yes!"

Classmate: "Okay, you say, who will miss you?" Unless it's a girlfriend!"

Song Kaimin: ......

"My parents...... Think, can't you? ”

Classmate: "Cut!" ”

Song Kaimin's eyes appeared in front of Zhang Yudie's appearance again.

"Will you miss me?"

Ahem, as the classmate said, he will only "scold you"!

Song Kaimin didn't expect that Zhang Yudie was talking bad about him!

Song Kaishan looked at Zhang Yudie's appearance. The smile deepened.

In Yudie's heart, is he really that good?

The two of them were speechless for a while.

Facing the heavens and the earth, full of hope for the future.

At that time, it was the second year of junior high school.

A delicate female voice asked, "You say, how big is the blue sky?"

"Not as big as your eyes." An adolescent boy who changed his voice replied.

"So, how far away is it?" The delicate voice from before sounded again.

"Naturally, there is no far heart for you." The boy replied.

"Heh, are you Socrates or Plato?" The girl said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm a big fan of Marx, a hardcore materialist." Smug male voice.

"Hehe, then you learned quite solidly in today's politics class." The girl said sarcastically.

She saw him sleeping in politics class.

was discovered by the teacher, flicked on his ear a few times, he woke up suddenly, and chirped his lips, as if he was dreaming of eating meat!

"For the distance, for the blue sky, for the ...... With you...... It must be serious," the boy said shyly.

Of course, the last sentence "with you" can only be said in the heart.

"Which far-farther place? I'm going with me too!" Suddenly, another adolescent voice interjected, and it was still huddled between the two of them with a dead face.