After a few years, Ding Cangyu didn't expect to reunite with Gui Shaochen in such a scene.

Two people were silent on the street on a silent snowy night.

He looked a lot more mature, his round inches were combed into the appearance of an adult, and his thin single eyelids were still so good-looking, but those domineering eyes were much gentler now.

That's right, they are already fathers, so they won't jump up and down like they did back then.

After so many years, the scar on his hand is still clearly visible, and it has grown into Gui Shaochen's body over time. Even with that memory, it has become a part of life that cannot be lost.

Gui Shaochen looked back at the woman and child in the car, and first broke the silence: "The child is sleepy, I'll go back first." ”

That heartless and heartless Gui Shaochen would actually say such intimate words, Ding Cangyu had mixed feelings in his heart. It is said that men give willfulness to their first love and tenderness to marriage, which seems to be right.

Ding Cangyu let out a wry smile in his heart, the man he had polished with his entire youth finally gave up, how helpless and powerless.

Who left first, and who lost whose young Hua? Ding Cangyu still remembers it clearly.

Gui Shaochen said goodbye politely, and when he took a few steps, the words "little Guizi" blurted out from Ding Cangyu's mouth.

Ding Cangyu clearly saw that Gui Shaochen's back trembled.

I don't know how many years no one has called Gui Shaochen like this, and those memories instantly came flooding up, filling Gui Shaochen and Ding Cangyu with their entire youth.

Seven years ago......

Ding Cangyu sat in his seat, and his face, which couldn't see joy and sorrow all year round, looked a little irritable at the moment. She looked down at her watch, and she could get out of the sea of misery for another ten minutes, just ten minutes, no big deal. She once again calmed herself, but the history book in her hand became a scapegoat, and she opened and closed it a few times, and the cover was about to be torn off.

Ding Cangyu attributed this kind of honor and disgrace to being brought out in the womb, after all, when Qiao Aifei was nine months pregnant, she was still arguing with the printing house about whether the tax rate was 6% or 13%, which caused Ding Cangyu to almost pass by this world of flowers. And Chu Hua attributed this ability to being accustomed to the wind and waves, so that Ding Cangyu heard the expression of his second aunt's advanced stomach cancer and the college entrance examination score line drop by 20 points last year, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

The two little sisters grew up together, and Chu Hua had a lot of ideas, but he only dared to move his mouth; Ding Cangyu is different, she is a doer, for example, when she was ten years old, she watched cartoons and thought that she could fly to the sky by stepping on a spring, and with her own strength, she dismantled the twenty-pound spring chair at home, and was dragged home by Qiao Aifei with an angry face before she took off for half an hour; Another example is that she and her father went to a relative's house to drink a wedding wine, and saw her cousin, who was one year younger than herself, singing and dancing "Our Motherland is a Garden" and won a full house (although she relayed it to Chu Hua when she described the performance as jumping and jumping), she immediately grabbed the microphone and pretended to be sad in front of hundreds of people and hummed "How to Say Love", and when others sent a wave of praise as she expected, she was so beautiful in her heart that she said with a humble face, "Just sing and sing".

One is a giant in language, and the other is a king in action, no wonder he fell in love.

Whether it is born or acquired, it is an undeniable fact that Ding Cangyu has cultivated a face that does not change everywhere.

But today, even though she has been cultivating for many years, she still can't help it.

Gui Shaochen, who was separated by an aisle, never had a quiet mouth for a whole self-study class, and the thin two lips were put together up and down hundreds of times in a minute, which was even more powerful than Stephen Chow's death in the movie with the speed of his tongue and hundreds of fish scolding the old bustard. He chattered about his experience of traveling abroad in the past few years, and when he said that his mouth was dry, he didn't forget to drink saliva and continue, not noticing that his volume had affected Ding Cangyu, who was reading.

"There are only a few places worth going to in Asia, and Thailand is the most cost-effective, cheap and fun. If you go to Europe without a shortage of money, what do we write in the history books...... What ......"

Gui Shaochen rarely showed off that he hadn't studied in vain for three years of high school, and wanted to connect theory with practice. But when the book is used, I hate it less, and when the words come to my mouth, I can't remember what the sport I once learned was called. His bright little eyes flickered a few times, and his mind was still blank.

"Renaissance?" Zhao Jiaqi's tone rose, sounding like a question sentence, but there was a faint hint of prompting.

"Yes, yes, it's the Renaissance." Someone finally found a step for Gui Shaochen, and he immediately climbed down the steps: "I also went to Barcelona Cathedral, the birthplace of the Renaissance, very beautiful, a church is about to catch up with our school's size." ”

Gui Shaochen gestured hard, felt that it was not big enough, and stretched his arm back again.

The girls beside him looked at them with adoring eyes like peach blossoms, and did not raise any questions about Gui Shaochen's mistakes, even if he said that the president of the United States was Yeltsin, no one would refute it. It is an eternal truth that fans have their own filters in their eyes.

This star-like treatment greatly satisfied Gui Shaochen's vanity, and he added fuel and vinegar to blow his experience abroad like a Renaissance version of the story, covering all aspects of heaven and earth throughout the ages.

In the early years of the 21st century, some people in small towns like Gushan traveled abroad, and now it is as rare as catching turtles in the moon for nine days and catching turtles in the five seas, which is enough to show off for a semester.

Ding Cangyu, who was sitting next to her, had been disturbed by his noise for a whole self-study class, she originally thought that Gui Shaochen was just talkative, but she didn't expect that the ability to brag and talk nonsense was her strength.

She finally couldn't help it, and opened the history book that had been tossed for a lesson again, it looked like she was memorizing a history question, but the volume was just enough for Gui Shaochen to hear: "The Renaissance originated in Italy, and the representative figures are Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, Raphael, ......" Sure enough, this trick worked. The noisy voice in her ears suddenly stopped, and Ding Cangyu continued to pretend to read, her acting skills were perfect, and she couldn't find the slightest fault.

Gui Shaochen tilted his head and looked at Ding Cangyu, wanting to say something to refute her, but there was really no ink in his stomach, and he couldn't find any direction to fight back. He chuckled dryly, raised his voice twice, and continued to brag.

Ding Cangyu was completely helpless, she really had no choice in the face of a shameless boy.

Jingle bell, Ding Cangyu has been waiting for forty-five minutes of class bell finally rang, she grabbed her schoolbag and rushed home immediately, finally clean and clean.

But Ding Cangyu got up too quickly, and a letter full of handwriting fell on the ground and was not found. It's so good that he can't die, and the letter paper floated to Gui Shaochen's feet.

Gui Shaochen bent down and picked it up, and the dense handwriting looked like a letter. Is it a love letter? Gui Shaochen's eyes immediately doubled. During this oppressive and sensitive period of the third year of high school, a love letter is enough to become the biggest gossip news in the class. Gui Shaochen held it in his hand, thinking of the embarrassment that Ding Cangyu had given him, he finally found a way to fight back against Ding Cangyu.

Gui Shaochen cleared his throat and read it in imitation of Ding Cangyu's usual recitation of the text: "Cangyu, come to live in Beijing......

When he speaks, his voice is full of emotion, and he learns vividly.

As soon as the words fell, he felt that something was wrong, it didn't seem to be a love letter, and this was not to the level of a long-distance relationship in high school.

Gui Shaochen was thinking about what was going on, and Ding Cangyu had already run in front of him angrily.

She was still a cold face, her perennially emotionless eyes were full of anger, and when Gui Shaochen looked at her, she suddenly panicked in her heart.

"You actually stole something, give it back to me."

Ding Cangyu was very angry, his words were full of anger, but there was a hint of panic, as if his secret was known. After saying that, he shook his head and seemed to justify his bizarre poor results.