You Zhenai lowered her head, and her lips bent secretly.

Yu Han, you will never know in your life, it is not disgust, it is envy or jealousy.

Envy that you can be held by your mother, you are crying and making trouble, and your mother immediately hung up the phone and turned around to coax you.

The box of memories was opened, and Yu Han smiled slightly: "I still remember that she had a light purple dress, and she was so tall at that time. ”

He smiled as he spoke, gesturing with his hand, "Her skin is as white as mutton fat, her hair is tied in a ponytail, and she was the last to appear in the City Children's Piano Competition at that time, and there was no smile on her face, as if the whole world owed her money." ”

"I really wanted her to laugh, so I made all kinds of grimaces in the audience, and not only did she not laugh, but she also gave me a roll of the eyes."

The Ruan Soft in his mouth was all disdainful and indifferent to him.

But when he said it, the smile on his face never disappeared.

"She's really good, I can't catch up with her, I went from the bottom of the class, I read books day and night, went to cram school, and reached the top 30 of the grade, but she is still out of reach for me."

"Every time she can stand on the highest podium in the school, I want to stand with her, but sometimes I think how I can take so many beautiful pictures of her if I stand on the stage with her."

The smile on his face is still there.

But...... A pair of eyes were red.

You Zhenai clasped her hands tightly and opened her mouth to interrupt his words, "Yu Han." ”

Shocked.

Yu Han was pulled back from her memories, "Ang." ”

You Zhenai's lips trembled a little, and she tried her best to make her tone like a bystander, "There are some things that can't be helped, people should look forward." ”

Unconsciously, the noodles in the bowl were lumped, and You Zhenai didn't eat them again after a few bites.

……

After listening to Yu Han's words, You Zhenai felt a little melancholy all day long, and there was always a lot of nostalgia for the past.

Sit at a familiar desk.

She couldn't help but take out the diary, happy and unhappy, there was nowhere to confide, only to record it in words.

Is it to turn You Zhenai into Ruan Soft, so that it will not be hurt.

But in front of the blank page, it seems that there is no such state of mind.

That's right, this diary belongs to the bad boys, how can you continue to write about him.

Inexplicably irritable, she scribbled down a sentence, closed the diary, and put it in a drawer.

After dinner, You Zhenai sat on the sofa and watched the financial news, a habit that her mother cultivated for her when she was a teenager.

Aunt Jing finished cleaning up in the kitchen, walked to You Zhenai's side and sat down, looked at her, and said thoughtfully, "Aren't you and Qin always having a conflict?" ”

You Zhenai's eyes flashed.

She took her eyes off the TV screen and lowered her eyes, not hiding, "He has someone he likes." ”

But she was afraid that Aunt Jing would misunderstand that Qin Xiangnan had done something sorry for her, so she hurriedly added, "I know he likes me now." ”

With that, Aunt Jing probably understood the situation.

She said earnestly: "Everyone will be more or less nostalgic for the past, who can not have the past, especially a wealthy son like him." ”

You Zhenai nodded, "Yes." ”

She herself is like this, in fact, she is also nostalgic for those who seem to be nothing, but there is no room for a grain of sand in her eyes.