Xu Qinghe took Liu Jiayao's hand away, and there was no expression on his cold face.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Liu Jiayao said.

"Let's go." Xu Qinghe opened his mouth to beckon Liu Jiayao to leave.

At the end of the day, nothing happened. Liu Jiayao, the master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, has no interest, and will vent his complaints in the dormitory.

I never believed in the past life and the next life, but I realized that I didn't know thousands of purgatory in my previous life before I could meet once in this life.

A person, always walking, a road, that is life; Two people, holding hands and not letting go, that is love.

But the road of life is not walked alone, many people live as the scenery in your life, and you will also meet the person who will accompany you through the rest of the road.

Xu Qinghe closed his eyes, and a text appeared in his mind, which was the second love letter he wrote to Qiao Wei. There are two roses on the envelope.

"I don't have drunkenness in my eyes, and I can't see the lights and wine, I only have you in my eyes. Only with you can there be a sea of stars······

It's not when I met you at the most beautiful time, but when I met you, it was my most beautiful time.

The spring breeze is not as good as you, and the summer sun is not as warm as you. The autumn rain is not as good as you, and the winter snow is not as good as you. The song is full of love, and you are all in the dream.

······

Qiao Wei, can you lend me a ride in your life, this journey is called the rest of your life.

Note: This is the second letter, so there are two roses on the envelope. I don't know how many roses will end up becoming, maybe ninety-nine, maybe more. But no matter how many roses there are, I only have a heart that likes you. ”

Qiao Wei clutched the thin piece of paper tightly, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

A rose is not only a confession by Xu Qinghe, but also a step closer to Qiao Wei.

Xu Qinghe didn't force her to make a choice, but he told Qiao Wei in his own way: I will wait for you, no matter what the result is, no regrets.

Qiao Wei felt as if she had caught something, but it was fleeting, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Liu Jiayao's business has been booming, but since he was interviewed, there has been no news in Deng Yubing's ears.

Everyone's life seems to have entered a busy state, except for Xu Qinghe.

As an honor student, he can get his name at the top of the score list as long as he works hard, and he has a lot of time at his disposal every day.

Liu Jiayao used his spare time to do Xu Qinghe's legacy business, and Xu Qinghe was idle to do some consulting, in addition to reading books, he was watching Qiao Wei.

······

At the end of another weekend, Liu Jiayao met Zhou Ting on the stairs when he returned to school.

"Zhou Ting, have you been a little snub lately? Sorry, I've been too busy lately. Liu Jiayao clasped his hands together.

Zhou Ting didn't seem to take care of him, but somehow, her heart moved, and she asked coldly, "What are you busy with?" Do you help people write love letters, busy people? ”

Liu Jiayao was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Zhou Ting to reply to him like this, he was ready to be ignored, but God always wanted to slap him in the face. But how does it feel so refreshing?

"How? I'm so busy liking you. Liu Jiayao said with a hippie smile.

Zhou Ting's eyes widened, and she stomped her feet and stopped paying attention to Liu Jiayao.

"I'm serious. I want to make room for my heart to fit you. I said it from the bottom of my heart. Liu Jiayao shouted at Zhou Ting.

Zhou Ting paused, but went up again.

"Aren't your guts all black?" Yuan Ming suddenly appeared behind Liu Jiayao.

"It's a terrible sight."

"I didn't come here to shine, save energy."

Their conversation reached Zhou Ting's ears without missing a word, and Zhou Ting secretly scolded them in her heart.

The two laughed and scolded and returned to the classroom, Xu Qinghe was already standing in the corridor looking at the sunset in the distance.

"It's still Qinghe who is more elegant, how can you be like a layman." Yuan Ming ridiculed Liu Jiayao.

"Only the laity want to shine." Liu Jiayao shot back.

Xu Qinghe frowned, the rare tranquility was disturbed by these two guys.

The two are not self-aware, and they are still arguing.

"Lao Liu, I just saw that who passed." As soon as Xu Qinghe opened his mouth, he told Liu Jiayao to shut up.

Yuan Ming looked at Liu Jiayao with a wicked smile, but Liu Jiayao ridiculed Yuan Ming again: "I know you are very bright, don't laugh, the more you laugh, the more you laugh, the more you look like a light bulb." ”

After speaking, he turned around and entered the classroom, and Yuan Ming followed.

Xu Qinghe also turned around, leaned his back against the railing, and looked sideways downstairs.

"Alone, don't rely on the railing." Xu Qinghe sighed.

A shadow appeared in Xu Qinghe's sight, it was the person he had been waiting for.

His heart tightened for no reason, and he watched Qiao Wei disappear at the top of the stairs, losing his mind for a while.

Xu Qinghe shook his head, did not choose to wait here, but walked into the classroom.

"How did you get in?" The two who were pinching each other suddenly fell silent and asked in unison.

"Why can't I come in?" Xu Qinghe looked at the two of them with a smile, and then returned to his seat and sat down.

A book has been opened, but I can't read it, and the corner of my eye is always glancing out of the window.

Qiao Wei subconsciously glanced inside when she passed by the window, and there was no trace, but she saw Xu Qinghe's somewhat sneaky appearance, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile.

Xu Qinghe also smiled with Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei reacted, and her usual expression hung on her face again.

After Qiao Wei left, Xu Qinghe also lowered his head to read. It seems that some baggage has been laid down in my heart, and the content can be reflected in my mind.

I used to think that the most romantic thing was to walk a long way to see a person, but later I learned that the most romantic thing is to walk a long way, and all I thought about was a person.

I like you, just like the wind that has traveled eight hundred miles, regardless of the return date; It's like a drizzle of dust falling on the mortal, regardless of where it came from.

Xu Qinghe had always thought that he was a pool of stagnant water, but Qiao Wei activated his source.

The ancient well is not waveless, but it does not encounter a water flow that can make waves; The falling snow is not unforgiving, it just doesn't come across the light that can warm it.

The rarest thing in life is to meet, and the most beautiful thing is to meet. Maybe in a park dotted with morning dew, maybe on a playground reflected in the sunset, maybe on a lake decorated with stars, or even an ordinary encounter, it will become the most beautiful encounter.

"Qiao Wei, I think I also need a little time to confirm and confirm my heart. So we're actually all waiting, waiting for ourselves. Waiting for the moment when the truth breaks through the chrysalis into a butterfly. Xu Qinghe echoed this sentence in his heart.

That night, Liu Jiayao and Xu Qinghe were under the lamp, and the rhythm was surprisingly consistent.

When Xu Qinghe turned the pen in his hand, Liu Jiayao was also biting the pen and thinking.

It was like a thunderbolt suddenly exploding overhead, and the two of them straightened up, swept away their lazy appearance, and began to write hard. In that way, it's like solving some century's problem.

"Qinghe, I'll just finish writing, and you have to copy it again tomorrow. I probably won't be with you tomorrow night. Liu Jiayao said as he wrote.

But Xu Qinghe's mind was all on paper, and he didn't hear what Liu Jiayao was saying at all.

The entire dormitory suddenly only had the sound of two people "eating leaves in the next spring".