Gao Wutong used to go for a walk by the river after dinner every day, and set off from the dormitory on time at six o'clock. I don't know when he started, every time he walked to the rectangular flower bed, he would meet the girl who had just come down from the school building. At first, he just glanced at him and walked away, but when he saw that he was also looking at her, he added a greeting.

After a long time, Gao Wutong fell in love with her daily encounters. Every day, I can take a look at the clear and delicate smiling face, listen to the crisp and pleasant sound, even if it is cloudy, I feel that the sun is shining, and vice versa. From Monday to Friday, he would go out on time, rain or shine. The girl seemed to know what he was thinking, and it was windy and rainy as usual.

As the end of the semester approached, Gao Wutong and the two classes he taught took pictures. When he got the photo and saw that the girl actually appeared in the group photo of class 51, Gao Wutong's heart fluctuated, and he laughed bitterly that he was too unrealistic. He couldn't forget her innocent and delicate smile, and he couldn't forget her courage and gentleness in protecting the little flower dog, but he felt deeply unattainable.

The evening before leaving school, Gao Wutong said goodbye to the riverside for a walk. As she walked, the girl suddenly appeared in front of her, walking and stopping as if looking at the scenery, followed by the little flower dog. Gao Wutong wanted to turn around and walk back, but hesitated for a moment or continued to walk forward. The distance gradually narrowed, and the little flower dog suddenly turned around and ran over, followed at Gao Wutong's feet, naughtily biting Gao Wutong's trouser legs, and barked twice from time to time. The girl turned to stop and smiled and beckoned to the little flower dog.

"Xiaohua, obedient, don't be naughty."

As if he didn't hear it, the little flower dog continued to follow and tear the trouser legs of the high sycamore. The girl smiled, walked over to Gao Wutong, bent down and gently touched the little flower dog's head.

"Xiaohua, don't be naughty, do you hear that?"

The little flower dog barked a few times and ran forward.

The girl smiled happily and straightened up, and a small mass suddenly fell to the ground. Gao Wutong looked closely, like an orange silk scarf wrapped in a ball. Seeing that she didn't react, Gao Wutong picked it up.

"Classmate, you dropped something."

The girl looked at the silk scarf, stared at Gao Wutong for a while, and smiled.

"It's not mine, are you trying to give me a gift? I don't like silk scarves, change them to the same one. ”

Gao Wutong was surprised and delighted, he didn't know what to say for a while, he looked at the girl stupidly, and only came back to his senses after seven or eight seconds, touched the two pockets of his clothes, and took out the pocket version of "Three Hundred Tang Poems" that he often carried on his body and handed it to her. The girl took it and flipped through it, and there were a few pages that were folded.

"Those are a few songs that I read a lot."

"Thank you and goodbye!"

The girl walked more than ten steps, then turned back and smiled. Gao Wutong watched her drift away, folded the silk scarf and put it in his pocket, and sat by the river for two hours.

The next day, while waiting for the bus on the side of the road, Gao Wutong was chatting with the students who came to see him off.

"Liu Mingyan, look at that person, it seems to be your cousin." One student said.

"I changed into a new dress, and it's rare to see her come out for a walk."

Gao Wutong followed the line of sight of the two and saw that it was the girl.

Liu Mingyan waved her hand, and the girl walked over and pinched Liu Mingyan's face as if no one was around.

"I will also come to see off the teacher, a sensible little sister."

"I'll never see you again, of course I'm going to deliver it."

The girl patted Liu Ximing's shoulder playfully.

"Come along, be an adopted daughter, and you can see each other every day."

Liu Mingyan glared at the girl in annoyance.

"Big sister, you follow to be a daughter-in-law."

The girl didn't think it was angry and smiled at Gao Wutong.

"Welcome back often to see your adopted daughter."

Liu Mingyan snorted not to be outdone.

"Welcome back to see your daughter-in-law often!"

Gao Wutong couldn't help but smile, secretly amazed at the girl's composure. For a moment, he really wanted to ask her name desperately, but he felt that there was no point in knowing, so he was heartbroken. The girl stared at him, her eyes seemed to have a thousand words, and she paused as if she was gathering strength.

"I wish you a smooth journey, goodbye."

Gao Wutong smiled in disappointment.

"I wish you all the best in the high school entrance examination, goodbye."

The bus drove out of Wanxi Town, and Gao Wutong's mind was full of the girl's voice and smile.

After returning to Normal University, that girl became the most beautiful pain in his heart. He couldn't forget her, but every time he thought about it, he laughed at himself for being too unrealistic.

It was just a cloud that drifted by accidentally, and no matter how beautiful it was, it was a thing of the past.

However, just over half a year, the cloud drifted back.

On Wednesday morning, the third and fourth periods of Class 95 were again Chinese classes.

When Gao Wutong looked at Liu Xiyue, Liu Xiyue avoided his gaze and read the book with low eyebrows. When Gao Wutong looked at others, Liu Xiyue looked at him with a smile, as if she was watching a performance.

When the bell rang for the end of the fourth period, Gao Wutong put away the lesson plan and the text, and saw that Liu Xiyue hadn't left yet, and was looking through a book like a supplementary note, so he walked to her desk and glanced at the book in her hand. There are three letters written in blue and black ink on the side of the book, which is the pocket edition of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which has been fluffed to the corners and the cover has lost some color.

"Let's go eat first, it's cold for dinner."

"Thank you, Mr. Gao, for the reminder."

Gao Wutong wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he returned to the podium and walked to the door with his briefcase, when Liu Xiyue suddenly smiled and said, "Teacher Gao, thank you." ”

Gao Wutong turned around, dazed.

"Thanks for what?"

Liu Xiyue smiled.

"Thanks for the reminder."

Back in the teaching and research room, Gao Wutong found Liu Xiyue's composition and looked through it. In the last class, he assigned an essay entitled "My Life in the Third Year of Junior High School". Gao Wutong was surprised to find that the handwriting was familiar. Shortly after the start of last semester, he received a letter from Liu Mingyan. Liu Mingyan said in the letter: Because she is thin and small, she is often ridiculed and ridiculed by her classmates, and her classmates who are jealous of her good grades also laugh at her name, saying that she should be called 'Liu Mingchou', she is very sad, and she has changed her name to Liu Xiyue during the winter vacation, please send a letter to her home, write Liu Xiyue, so as to avoid classmates from discussing.

Gao Wutong wrote a reply after reading it. After that, every other week, Liu Mingyan would write letters, ask this and that, complain and complain, be happy and happy, and so on. Gao Wutong thought that she had been her internship class teacher, so she took the trouble to reply to her letters and encourage her to study hard.

Liu Mingyan said she wanted a photo, and Gao Wutong sent her a solo photo taken on the beach. When he was an intern at Wanxi Middle School, he didn't pay attention to Liu Mingyan's handwriting, but as letters came and went, by the end of his senior year, he was very familiar with her handwriting.

"The handwriting of those letters is so similar to the handwriting of this composition."

In the afternoon, Gao Wutong found a few letters and spread them out to compare them with Liu Xiyue's composition. The handwriting is delicate and clear, the strokes are slender and neatly arranged, like a slender and slim girl, not only the handwriting is the same, but also the ink used. The special strokes of a few words look like they were written by a single person. Gao Wutong was speechless for a long time, surprised, happy and not tasteful. The Liu Xiyue who wrote to him was obviously not Liu Mingyan after the name change, but the current Liu Xiyue.

On Friday morning, the third and fourth periods of Class 95 were also Chinese classes. When the bell rang for the end of the fourth period, the students cheered and packed up their stationery and left the classroom. Lan Lingmei raised her hands and stretched her waist.

"Oh, class is finally over!"

Liu Xiyue couldn't help but smile.

"You're not that hungry, are you?"

"I don't eat actively, and I have problems with my thoughts."

Gao Wutong listened to the students' jokes and slowly packed up the lesson plans and homework books. The classroom quickly became empty, and only Liu Xiyue was still writing something. Gao Wutong hesitated, walked to Liu Xiyue's desk and said with a smile: "Aren't you active in eating?" Liu Xiyue smiled: "It's too crowded during the rush hour. ”

"Are you familiar with Liu Mingyan?"

"Familiar like a family."

Liu Xiyue smiled at the corner of her mouth, as if she had expected it.

"Has Liu Mingyan changed her name?"

"Nope."

Gao Wutong let out an "oh", and then asked again:

"Do you have any girls in your school with the same name as you?"

"I didn't find out by the time I graduated."

"How did you come up with the idea of being a kindergarten teacher?"

"I love this school."

"Liu Mingyan wrote me a letter, did she tell you?"

"Nope. All she said was that a fool had ordered her a copy of the Essay Newsletter. ”

"Did she say that?"

"Her family has three tea factories."

"She's right."

"The beach is beautiful."

Liu Xiyue smiled. Gao Wutong was stunned.

"At noon on Christmas Day, Teacher Pan and I were eating and chatting at the door of the cafeteria, and there were two girls nearby, was it you who wore long hair?"

"Teacher Gao is not active in eating."

"Congratulations on coming here, it's nice to see you again."

"Thank you, and I'm glad to see Mr. Gao again."

"You're courageous."

Liu Xiyue smiled at Gao Wutong's gaze.

"Goodbye, Mr. Gao, I'm going to dinner."

Liu Xiyue floated away, and Gao Wutong was still pondering. Liu Xiyue walked out of the classroom door, couldn't help but smile proudly, and suddenly saw Lan Lingmei walking towards her, and quickly stopped laughing.

"Lost?"

"When I went to the cafeteria, I found that I forgot my meal ticket in my desk."

"I thought you were calling me."

Lan Lingmei looked at Gao Wutong's figure in the distance.

"I don't dare disturb you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Have you seen him before?"

"You've got a lot of imagination."

"You're still pretending to be stupid, and the whole class can see it. The first time you are named, he is unusual when he calls you, and that's proof of that. And the way he looks at you, he doesn't look at you as calmly and confidently as he looks at other people. If there are no ghosts between the two of you, how can this be? ”

"Alas, nothing can escape your eyes."

"Some people say he looks like Tang Seng, didn't you hear?"

"Last year, he did an internship at our school, and he happened to take two classes for our class."

"I don't believe it. The eyes of the two of you don't look like they have only two classes in contact. ”

"I often meet them on the road, so it's a little familiar."

"And then you're going to be here? It's fateful. ”

"It just so happens."

"It's too much of a coincidence."

"Sort of."

"The devil believes."