Chapter 81: The Taste of Milk Tea
What kind of joke is this, this is Sun Siyu's childhood memory. I have been hiding in my heart for so long, but all of a sudden, I have a feeling.
She didn't expect Qiao Wei to understand. It took a few years for her to understand that person's heart.
Because of this, they miss out on a lot. Only now, that person is gone, and I don't even know where he is.
Seeing Qiao Wei and Xu Qinghe, the weakest part of Sun Siyu's heart seemed to be slowly revealed. She envied Qiao Wei. She knew that it was impossible for that person to come back, and even if she could, it wouldn't be the same teenager she was at the beginning. They won't be able to go back to the time when the two little ones guessed at the beginning.
"Die, what's wrong with you? The face is not very good. Qiao Wei looked at Sun Siyu nervously.
"Nothing, just a little tired. Let's go back early. I'll leave you to your boyfriend at night. Sun Siyu said.
"Okay. Wait a minute, I'll buy something. He likes to have refreshments when he drinks tea, and I buy some refreshments. There are also some small snacks here that are very good, so bring some. Qiao Wei said and pulled Sun Siyu into a store.
After shopping around the three shops, Qiao Wei divided the things in her hand, one bag contained refreshments and snacks, and the other bag contained only snacks.
"This one is for you. Don't forget. Qiao Wei instructed Xu Qinghe.
Sun Siyu's thoughts suddenly drifted again, and the scene from a few years ago seemed to appear in front of him. How similar, didn't it come this way before? How do you get smelly while walking?
He said it was because he grew up, but was it really growing up? If I grow up, then I'd rather be a child who doesn't grow up forever, and I will always follow you. Sun Siyu patted her head, for some reason, since she saw Xu Qinghe, she would always think of that person. Obviously, that person is no longer in the country.
After sending the two back to the dormitory, Xu Qinghe returned to his dormitory to put his things.
"Siyu, do you want to come with us for dinner?" Qiao Wei didn't forget to ask again before leaving.
"No, you just stick to it. I'm not interested in being a light bulb. Sun Siyu's decisive refusal.
After the door was closed, Sun Siyu couldn't hold back any longer, and tears came out of his eyes.
By the time Qiao Wei returned, she had already fallen asleep, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dried.
However, Sun Siyu had her back to Qiao Wei, and Qiao Wei didn't notice anything unusual.
The next day, Sun Siyu went out early, leaving only a note, "Qiao Wei, I'm going to find a high school classmate, who is also in Ziyang." You're having fun, it's a rare honeymoon. "There is also a heart drawn at the end.
"What a mess." Qiao Wei wanted to tear the note apart, but after another look, she still put it on the table.
"Are you tired? I wrote last night, and I got up so early today. When Qiao Wei came downstairs, Xu Qinghe was leaning against a tree.
"I haven't written as many love letters to you as I have written so far. How can you get tired? Xu Qinghe took Qiao Wei's hand.
"Okay, you're saying it's tiring to write me love letters?" Qiao Wei suddenly raised her voice, as if questioning Xu Qinghe.
"No, it's a happy writing." Xu Qinghe took out a love letter in his hand as if he was juggling.
"You don't have to write it." Qiao Wei was a little distressed.
"Unless it is written to nine hundred and ninety-nine, this cannot be broken." Xu Qinghe said.
There was no longer enough space to draw roses on the envelope, so Xu Qinghe drew one in the corner with a black pen and then wrote the number.
Now the letter Xu Qinghe took out was marked with three hundred and twenty-four.
This love letter is also witnessing the love between the two, witnessing the germination and blooming from love to love.
Before you know it, the two have spent two years together. It was as if the encounter had only happened yesterday. The world is amazingly mysterious.
Qiao Wei handed the milk tea in her hand to Xu Qinghe and stretched herself.
Xu Qinghe took a few sips, and Qiao Wei glared at him.
"There's not much milk tea left." Xu Qinghe grinned, and then kissed Qiao Wei, this kiss was deep and long.
"Give you a kiss that tastes like milk tea." Xu Qinghe smiled and handed his cup to Qiao Wei.
"Don't you? That is, there is another milk tea-flavored ······" Before Xu Qinghe finished speaking, Qiao Wei took the cup in his hand.
"You know how to play tricks on me." Qiao Wei puffed out her cheeks. She didn't hate it, but she did. Xu Qinghe will only be so shapeless in front of her.
"You don't think you have confessed to me yet, have you?" Qiao Wei suddenly thought of something.
"Three hundred and twenty-four love letters have been written. There have been 572 hugs and 31 kisses. Why didn't you confess? Xu Qinghe asked rhetorically.
Qiao Wei was dumbfounded, "What are you doing with this?" I know you have a good memory, but you don't have to······ Forget about it. ”
"Okay, delete the memory." Xu Qinghe tilted his head.
"Forgot?" Qiao Wei asked tentatively.
"Forget."
"How many hugs did you have?"
"Five hundred and seventy-two." Xu Qinghe blurted out.
"Is this called forgetting?" Qiao Wei was angry.
"Oops, my brain." Xu Qinghe patted his head.
The two sat and rested in a gazebo, which was built on the lake. There are lotus flowers in the lake, and fish swimming back and forth.
Qiao Wei bought a small bag of fish food and spilled it, attracting all the fish to gather here.
"Can't you have a seven-second memory like a fish?" Qiao Wei asked.
"No, you can't. That's only seven seconds to remember with you, it's too short, I'm greedy, I want to remember everything, remember it for a lifetime. Xu Qinghe is very serious.
Qiao Wei trembled, and Xu Qinghe tugged at her heartstrings again.
"Well, wait for me here for a while." Xu Qinghe touched Qiao Wei's head and turned to leave.
In less than ten minutes, someone snapped her fingers in Qiao Wei's ear. There was also a slight gasping sound.
Qiao Wei turned her head and saw that it was a large bouquet of roses, and there was a card in the flower. The handwriting on it Qiao Wei couldn't be more familiar, "Love you are a rose that will never wither." ”
"Qiao Wei, I love you. You are a great gift from Cupid, and it is the red thread of the old moon that sends you to me. Together, let's go through a long time, okay? Xu Qinghe knelt down on one knee.
Tears flowed down her cheeks. Qiao Wei nodded vigorously, "I also want to go through a long time with you." ”
Qiao Wei held the rose in her arms.
Xu Qinghe stood up and gently wiped away the tears on her face, "People are more delicate than flowers." What is there to cry about, fool? I owe you a formal confession, and I'll make up for it now. It's a bit rustic though. ”
"Such a big bouquet of roses, you are still simple. So what is not simple? Qiao Wei asked.
"A garden. There will be later. Xu Qinghe replied resolutely.
"Where did you buy your roses?" Qiao Wei asked curiously.
"Go straight, turn right, turn left. It's only a few minutes to run back and forth. The flower shop brother had already put this bunch away. Xu Qinghe only relieved his breath at this time. I was running too fast just now.