There are thousands of possibilities for encounters, and there is a fate for a lifetime to hold hands and no chance to be prosperous!

Dong Zhanyang and Pu Jia's re-encounter may be a kind of fate, no matter how deep the fate is. Some things have their own arrangements in the dark, Dong Zhanyang never thought that he would fall in love with Pu Jia at this time. Pu Jia never thought that he would also have someone to love, and one day he would be controlled by a person who didn't know the result.

At least, Dong Zhanyang and Pu Jia at this time are simple and happy, and they don't know what love is. If they knew about it in the future, they might cherish the present time even more.

On a deep winter night, in a park where there was no one, Pu Jia heard footsteps behind him, and instinctively thought it was a bad guy. I wanted to run quickly to find someone, but I didn't expect that before I could find anyone, the "bad guy" caught up with me. The "bad guy" patted Pu Jia on the shoulder, Pu Jia held his head and thought to himself that this is over, I want money or nothing, and I look average, he won't throw me into the wilderness when he gets angry! I have to say that at this time, Pu Jia still has the heart to think about this, and his heart is also very big.

"Why are you running so fast! Faster than I can run, you just go to the marathon. Suddenly, a voice sounded, this voice was so familiar, Pu Jia didn't think about it for a while, slowly opened his eyes and peeked at the side of his arm, and saw a face that was not unfamiliar.

"Why are you, I thought it was ......" Pu Jia was relieved when he saw that it was Dong Zhanyang, and put down the hand holding his head. His voice trembled slightly, and he clearly hadn't recovered from the shock he had just had.

"You think it's the bad guy?? Or a ghost?? Dong Zhanyang joked about Pu Jia.

"Uh, hehe!" Pu Jia laughed embarrassedly.

"It's so late, why are you still here?" Dong Zhanyang was really frightened when he saw Pu Jia just now, and he stopped making fun of her.

"I'm waiting for my sister, I didn't notice that it was dark!" Pu Jia said.

"What about your sister?" Dong Zhanyang looked left and right at no one, he was sure that it was her own when he saw Pu Jia just now.

"She may have gone back first, but I didn't find it." Pu Jia also felt a bit ashamed of this, and told her sister that she was waiting for her here, but she was distracted, and now she can't even find her sister.

"Then I'll send you back! It is not safe for girls to be alone at night. Dong Zhanyang didn't ask again

"Is that okay? It won't delay you coming home, will it? Pu Jia didn't want to be modest at this time, she was really scared.

"Well, no, my house is not far away." Dong Zhanyang's house is actually not close to here, but when he saw that Pu Jia was so scared just now, he wanted to protect her inexplicably.

"Thank you!" Pu Jia said very sincerely.

The two of them walked while talking, and Pu Jia didn't feel scared anymore.

"Then why are you still here when it's dark?" Pu Jia remembered that Dong Zhanyang was also here alone.

"I went to a friend's house in the afternoon, and I saw you when I came back just now." Dong Zhanyang replied a little unnaturally, he did go to a friend's house, but he came out of his friend's house very early, walked near the park and remembered the back he saw here last time, so he came in to take a look, but he didn't expect to see her sitting alone by the lake again, Dong Zhanyang just found a place not far away to sit down and looked at her. Looking at that quiet back, Dong Zhanyang forgot the time for a while. Then he looked at Pu Jia along the lake as if he was looking for something, he followed not far away, he was afraid that Pu Jia would not be safe at such a late hour.

"Oh, that's it! I was timid, and at first I only cared about looking for my sister and didn't care, but then I heard footsteps and remembered that I was alone in the park. Pu Jia's face turned red when he remembered what he had just seen.

Dong Zhanyang looked at Pu Jia's shy appearance and thought it was really good-looking. It's better than the makeup painted on the show.

Someone accompanied, Pu Jia was not afraid, the two of them walked on the side of the road, and there were few pedestrians on the road. Actually, Pu Jia and Dong Zhanyang are not familiar with each other, but they have only met twice, perhaps because it is from a school, Pu Jia inexplicably believes in Dong Zhanyang.

The night in the deep winter was still very cold, the dark clouds in the sky were thick, as if it was going to snow, and when the cool breeze blew, Pu Jia shivered. Dong Zhanyang noticed it and wanted to take off his clothes for her, he was a boy who was not afraid of the cold: "Are you cold?" Give you my clothes to wear! ”

"No, it's not very cold, it's warm when you walk!" Pu Jia refused, he was not very familiar with Dong Zhanyang, and he was still a boy, so he was not embarrassed to wear his clothes. Moreover, when people come to send themselves on such a cold day, they can't freeze others.

Dong Zhanyang saw that Pu Jia really didn't want it, and he didn't force it, he knew why Pu Jia didn't want it, so he didn't pretend to twist it, and he didn't say anything more. It's just that he sped up his pace, it's not that he's in a hurry, but he's walking faster, his blood circulation is faster, and it's not so cold.

Pu Jia saw Dong Zhanyang speed up his pace, thinking that Dong Zhanyang was in a hurry, so he trotted to keep up.

Running and running, a snowflake fell on Pu Jia's face, and Pu Jia looked up and saw that in the black sky, pieces of snowflakes were falling. Before landing, I first entered the dim street light circle, which is indescribably beautiful.

"It's snowing, it's beautiful!" Pu Jia had forgotten about her fear at this time, and was completely immersed in the beautiful snowflakes of the night.

Dong Zhanyang heard Pu Jia's voice, looked up and saw that it was really snowing, he looked at Pu Jia, and saw an elf-like girl looking up at the sky, her hands stretched out, and pieces of snowflakes flew towards her, as if that girl was the destination of the snowflakes. The street lamp cast a warm circle of light above Pu Jia's head, and Dong Zhanyang only felt that outside the circle of light was all darkness, only a girl in the light.

"It's beautiful!" Dong Zhanyang couldn't help but say it.

"You think it's beautiful, too. I hadn't seen snow like this before, and I didn't expect it to look more beautiful at night. Pu Jia thought that Dong Zhanyang was talking about Xuemei. She was shocked and forgot that she and Dong Zhanyang were not familiar with each other, so naturally she lost the restraint just now.

Dong Zhanyang was relieved to see that Pu Jia's mind was all on the snow, if Pu Jia knew that he was talking about her just now, would he think of himself as a lewd man. It's okay, it's okay!

"yes, I haven't seen it before. It's really beautiful. Dong Zhanyang looked at Pu Jia like a child with joy, and he didn't feel that his eyes were full of spoiling now.

At this moment, Pujia is obsessed with beautiful scenery, where will he notice this.

Although the scenery is beautiful, I can't watch it all the time, after all, I have to hurry home now, and I don't know if my sister has come home.

Although it was not far from Pu Jia's house, Dong Zhanyang still sped up his pace, he was afraid that Pu Jia would be cold, and he was embarrassed to say that he could only use the method just now.

When he was about to arrive at the community, Dong Zhanyang slowed down and waited for Pu Jia behind him, Pu Jia followed breathlessly, and finally followed!

"Hurry up and don't get cold!" Dong Zhanyang looked at Pu Jia, who was walking next to him and was still out of breath, and asked.

As soon as Dong Zhanyang said this, Pu Jia understood that he thought of such a method when he saw that he was cold and did not wear his clothes. Pu Jia was a little moved, looking at Dong Zhanyang, with a very sincere smile on his face, and his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you!" This thank you is not only to thank him for sending himself back, but also for Dong Zhanyang's carefulness and thoughtfulness.

Dong Zhanyang looked at Pu Jia's face, looked at the light in Pu Jia's eyes, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. It's not a very beautiful face, why do you think it's so attractive! I was stunned for a moment, and I forgot to answer.

After Pu Jia finished speaking, he turned his head and continued to walk forward, not noticing that Dong Zhanyang was wrong. Dong Zhanyang realized that he was distracted, coughed unnaturally, and continued to walk.

"How did you and Pu Junli meet?" Dong Zhanyang changed the topic and asked a casual question.

"We're junior high school classmates!" Pu Jia remembered that Dong Zhanyang said that he would go to a friend's house just now, thinking that he was going to Pu Junli's house just now, and their relationship should be unusual! Pu Jia thought so.

Dong Zhanyang didn't know what to say, he had rarely contacted girls like Pu Jia before, and the people he knew before were all extroverts, and he was free to talk to them, and he said everything! A girl like Pu Jia should have a more sensitive personality, and Dong Zhanyang was afraid of saying something that shouldn't be said, so he fell silent for a while.

Soon arrived downstairs at Pu Jia's house, Pu Jia turned to Dong Zhanyang and said, "I'm home, thank you really for today!" Pu Jia said very sincerely.

"Don't be so polite, you've said thank you several times! How can we say that we are still from one school, and we are also classmates, shouldn't we help our classmates! Dong Zhanyang said modestly.

"Okay, then I'll go upstairs, you go back! Stay safe on the road! Pu Jia saw that the time was really not early, and he was afraid that Dong Zhanyang would worry his mother because he was late in sending him back.

"Well, I'll go back, bye-bye!" Dong Zhanyang also knew that it was not early, so he turned around and left. Pu Jia also turned around and went upstairs!

Just after they turned around and went home, the seeds of love had been quietly planted in their simple hearts, waiting to take root and sprout, and whether they could blossom and bear fruit depended on their creation.

When Dong Zhanyang got home, it was already past nine o'clock, he was lying on the bed after eating, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, his mind was full of the girl who was in the snow just now. Dong Zhanyang turned on the light, and a very boy's room came into view, with a few posters of Jordan pasted on the wall of the bedroom, a single bed on one side of the bedroom, and a desk on the other, Jordan's figure on the desk, it was obvious that he was a fan of Jordan, and there was a basketball on the ground next to the desk.

Dong Zhanyang found an MP3 in the desk drawer, returned to the bed and plugged in the headphones, and Jay Chou's songs came out of the headphones. Listening to the song, Dong Zhanyang remembered the way Pu Jia sang at the New Year's Day party, and instantly even his favorite Jay Chou's song was not attractive to him. He unplugged his headphones, tossed the MP3 aside, pulled the quilt up and covered his head, forcing himself not to think about Pujia.

Although it was through the quilt, it could still be seen that the person under the quilt was not asleep, Dong Zhanyang lifted the quilt and sat up, went directly to the study to find the Analects, returned to the room and sat on the bed, opened the book and began to read. As soon as he looked at a few lines of Dong Zhanyang's eyelids, he began to fight, and before he finished reading a page, Dong Zhanyang fell asleep crookedly on the bed. Sure enough, classical Chinese is the nemesis of Dong Zhanyang's insomnia.