Xiaoxiao held his cheeks and listened carefully to Chen Zhongwu's narration, his voice became deeper and deeper, especially when he said that he hadn't seen Qiang Wei for several years, he had an irrepressible sourness in his heart. When I was a student, I disappeared without a trace, leaving only empty memories to make people compare with the current handwriting, only to find that I had become the kind of person I didn't want to be.

She didn't have much of an impact on himself, but it took up most of his small amount of youthful memory, and the little nurse in front of him made him miss her a little. He was originally a person who saw everything very openly, so when the memories were over, he also broke away from the sad atmosphere.

"In exchange, he should tell her a story about him, shouldn't he?" He said with a hippie smile.

Xiaoxiao put down her hands that were holding her cheeks: "We didn't say that we were going to exchange with each other before, he was willing to talk about it, and she didn't force him." She turned her head to the side, "Who knows if what he said is true or not, but it's not the same as he is now." ”

"What does she look like now?" Seeing that she ignored him, he continued to ask reluctantly, "He said, ah, what is she like now?" ”

She looked at the warm sunshine outside the window and thoughtfully said, "The weather is so nice today, she pushed him out for a walk." ”

As soon as he heard this, his heart immediately blossomed with joy, and the bed was less than half the size of his bed. Although he only entered the hospital yesterday, he couldn't stay for a long time, and after his physical condition improved, he began to be in Cao Ying's heart in Han, and if he didn't go out for a walk, he could hold back his illness if he wasn't sick.

In fact, he was like that when he was a kid. When he was in elementary school, he was often confined without his grandmother because of his poor grades, and as long as he failed the exam, he would be locked up at home for at least three days, and one more day below the passing line. This is undoubtedly a more serious punishment for him than not eating.

At that time, he would always lie on the windowsill and look out, the high-end community they lived in was full of green trees, but he still seemed very lifeless, he remembered that his classmates were discussing in class that they didn't see anything from their windows, some could see cars on the road, some could see a slowly flowing river, and some could see speeding trains.

When he was in elementary school, Chen's company already had huge assets, and Mrs. Chen was already worth more than 100 million, but out of the old-fashioned psychology of "boys are poor and girls are rich", she let the Chen brothers study in the same ordinary primary school and make friends with those children whose parents are mostly ordinary working-class children.

Therefore, he was not like those rich children who had attended aristocratic schools since childhood, and he was not tainted with pretentious arrogance, and most of the people who came into contact with him thought that he was more like a commoner prince.

Every time he actively participated in the discussion, that time, when he said that he saw villas, when he talked about villas, no one even knew what they were, even though it was the dream of most adults to have a villa, but he was very disappointed because he couldn't talk to his classmates at a young age.

When he was confined by his grandmother, he would often lie on the windowsill and look out, longing for himself to give birth to a pair of wings, and then go wherever he wanted, to see the dusty road, to see which direction the river was flowing, to see if the train was full of people. He wanted to fly all the time and never come back.

But now, when he was full enough to take off, he missed the days when he was in a cage when he was a child, which of course he could not have predicted at that time.

Even if his grandmother is strict with him, under normal circumstances, he will be released after four days of confinement, not because he is soft-hearted, but because he will start to have a fever or diarrhea without warning before the fourth day, and he can take this opportunity to make any demands noisily, and when he is free again, his problems will be cured immediately.

Because Mrs. Chen spent most of her time in the company at that time, he would make the nanny at home busy when he made a noise, and he couldn't call her because of this trivial matter, so he could only turn a blind eye and let him go, and wait for her to come back and report the situation during the day, she had no choice but to give up.

After making trouble like this a few times, she no longer believed in her most naughty grandson, and ordered him not to continue to let him go no matter how noisy he was, although he had fooled him with half-truths and half-truths before, but once, he really had a stomachache, and finally even sent to the hospital.

Since then, Mrs. Chen has not dared to confine him in confinement again. In fact, he had prepared a bottle of milk that had expired for a long time, and hid it under the bed, and when his little trick could not fool his grandmother, he drank the milk in one go, and only then did he use a bitter love scene to free himself.

"What do you think?" Xiaoxiao leaned in front of him, waved his hand, and looked at him suspiciously, laughing out loud inexplicably.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, let's go, if I don't go out for a walk, I'll be sick, if I'm really bored to death, their hospital will be famous."

In the small park in front of the inpatient department. , Xiaoxiao pushed him in the wheelchair slowly, the sun shining on the top of his head, dyeing his hair a layer of golden yellow. Occasionally, he turned his head to talk to her, and sometimes laughed with the children running around him, and she suddenly felt that she had become old-fashioned.

She came to this hospital after graduating from medical school, and stayed for four years, she was the same age as Chen Zhongwu, but she looked two or three years older than him, and the pressure of life could not make her as carefree as him.

The memories of high school he had before were not without her contemplation, and it was not that she had no story to tell, but that the story did not end well, and the role she played in it made her feel sad when she remembered it later. Everyone will meet countless people in their life, but only a few people can decide their joys and sorrows.

Chugo is one of them.

It was also in her high school years that she entered an ordinary high school because of a mistake in the high school entrance examination, and she didn't expect that she would be disappointed for a while, she thought she would spend three years in this mediocre middle school, but she unexpectedly met the person who has made her unforgettable.

After the start of high school, the second time I bumped into him was in the school infirmary. She lay on the hospital bed rubbing her belly, and the hot summer sun was even lazy in the air. A tall and slender boy walked in, and when he saw her, he was slightly startled, and her heartbeat suddenly became out of proportion.

She kept staring at his crumpled uniform, and he smiled at her, the playful curve of his mouth like a bright rainbow. She wondered if he knew her, or if the corners of her mouth hadn't been wiped clean. She tried to reach for something reflective, but a swelling pain in her stomach pulled her outstretched hand back onto it.

He asked her, "Is he sick?" She thought, nonsense, who is not sick here. Seeing that he is handsome, she still tries her best to maintain a ladylike image. She said that she ate too much cold food and forgot that she had her period today. Well, although this ladylike image is not too successful.

Seeing that he was embarrassed by her, he hurriedly changed the topic: "He is injured, and the iodine wine on his arm is enough to drown a mouse hole." ”

"I fell on a bicycle." He shrugged his shoulders and sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't believe it, could it be that the corner of her eye was bruised? Seeing that she didn't speak, he spoke again: "Her name is Chu Ge, and she knows him." She was suddenly overjoyed, it was already very warm to be able to face the handsome guy, and it was almost spring to be remembered by the handsome guy.

At the ice cream parlor, the ice cream in his hand rubbed against her sleeve as he walked past her. It was a birthday present, and she rubbed her hands until she got home. It was terrible, she clearly heard the little red flower in her heart go down like a punctured balloon. There was a sign in her eyes that he was here to ask for money, and she looked at him infinitely innocently.

"But I haven't worn that garment since it was washed." There was an unconscious sense of loss in his tone, it felt like the whitewashed snow-white wall in front of her, and it was uncomfortable to be kicked by a black footprint by a student.

His long eyelashes drooped and covered her cautious guesses, she didn't know why she suddenly became overwhelmed when she was usually sharp and sharp, and she didn't know how she suddenly felt infinitely soft when she avoided warmth when she saw warmth.

"He needs a good rest, and I wish him a speedy recovery." He got up and walked to the door, leaving her alone behind him. She looked at the slightly sunken sheets on which Chu Ge had sat in a daze, and there were sticky sweat stains on her palms. A shrill car whistle sounded outside the window.

She thought silently, Chu Ge wouldn't know why she didn't cherish her body and eat so many cold things when she came to her period, and he wouldn't know how much she wanted him to meet her when she was at her most beautiful.

Soon after, they were paired up in and out of school as official boyfriend and girlfriend. In the ramen restaurant across the street from the school, Chu Ge sat across from her and expertly sandwiched the green onions from her bowl into his bowl for the second time. She looked at him suspiciously, and he stopped and said sorry in embarrassment, explaining that Ling Zhu hated eating green onions and had to ask him to clean it up for her every time.

"I see, it's okay." After saying that, she just buried her head in eating noodles. She knew she was duplicitous, and her heart was filled with soreness and sadness. He has become his boyfriend, but he has never forgotten Ling Zhu. Right? She couldn't help but ask, followed by a moment of silence. The fan above her head vibrated and swirled, and she was afraid that she would get a disappointed answer.

"Xiaoxiao I'm with him now, let's not talk about her, okay?" The tone was like pleading, and she sandwiched all the beef slices into her bowl.