Chapter 11 The cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvest and the winter hide, and we have a long way to go

From the first time I met Chu Jiyu, to now, it has only been a month.

Even though there is no communication, some things seem to be slowly changing.

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Boys' dormitory.

Chu Jiyu was lying on the bed tossing and turning.

He is a light sleeper, but he rarely suffers from insomnia.

Tonight is an exception.

What kept coming to mind was the little girl's stupid appearance.

It's cute, it's so cute.

His heart seemed to be full.

It's full of her.

It seems that as long as I think of her, I unconsciously become gentle.

He must have been tempted by her.

Chu Jiyu has lived for twenty-one years, and it is the first time that he has this kind of heart-pounding feeling.

Seeing her smile, her world became warm and bright.

That little girl......

Chu Jiyu put his hands behind his head, and suddenly thought of a very important question: that little girl didn't seem to be interested in him.

At this moment, everything was silent, the moonlight was softly sprinkled on the ground, and his peach blossom eyes were sparkling and full of confidence.

It doesn't matter, there will always be a day when you will be tempted.

Anyway, Chi Lan, the cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvest and the winter hide, we have a long future.

……

In order to celebrate Fu Su's next vacation, the four girls in the dormitory were discussing where to go to play during the National Day holiday.

Coincidentally, Fu Su's high school classmate Su Jiaheng called Fu Su and asked her if she would go camping on National Day, and the location was Bihu Lake on the outskirts of Jinshi.

The relationship between Su Jiaheng and Fu Su is very delicate, Su Jiaheng likes Fu Su, but Fu Su is like a brother to him.

Fu Su groaned slightly and asked Su Jiaheng: "Who else is going?" ”

Su Jiaheng replied quickly, it was someone from their dormitory.

Fu Su turned his head and asked his roommate: "Are you going camping in Bihu?" ”

Chi Lan, Ji Jiaqi, and Qin You thought for a while and nodded, "Go!" ”

Fu Su replied to Su Jiaheng, made an appointment for the time and place of the meeting, and hung up the phone.

The time is set for the National Day, at 9 o'clock in the morning, gather at the main gate of C Major.

When there were still two days before the National Day, Chi Lan took the people in the dormitory to the supermarket and bought a bunch of snacks.

And by coincidence, they met Chu Jiyu again.

Still in front of the freezer, Chi Lan reached out and touched the yogurt she liked.

At the same time, the other hand touched the bottle of yogurt.

Chi Lan looked up in surprise and saw the owner of the hand, Chu Jiyu.

Chi Lan retracted his hand like an electric shock, took the yogurt next to him, and then pushed the cart away.

Chu Jiyu: "......"

Chu Jiyu pursed his lips, took the yogurt that Chi Lan had just touched, and put it in the shopping cart.

Lu Yang, who was walking beside Chu Jiyu, felt that Chu Jiyu's aura had become so fast.

One will be low, the next will be like a spring breeze, and the next will be an ice age.

What an inexplicable man.

As Chi Lan walked with the cart, she heard someone talking next to her and pointed behind her.

She subconsciously turned around and saw Chu Jiyu pushing the cart not far behind her.

He was always the center of attention, whenever and wherever he was.

It doesn't matter if it's at school or where.

At this time, Ji Jiaqi waved his hand at Chi Lan, "Xiaolan, let's go." ”

Chi Lan answered, and the cart walked towards the cash register.

After settling the account, the four of them carried their things back to the dormitory, Chi Lan turned around inadvertently, and saw Chu Jiyu not far behind them.

Chi Lan frowned slightly, how could he see him anywhere.

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Two days later, at nine o'clock in the morning, the main entrance of C Major.

When the four people from Chi Lan's dormitory arrived, Su Jiaheng and the others were already waiting there.

When Chi Lan took a closer look, he was instantly petrified.

Who can tell her, what, again, Chu Jiyu?