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Lin Ying also sat on the ground in a daze, Liu Ji gave Tao Boli a thumbs up and lay on the ground like a dead corpse, Lu You and Tang Wan also relied on each other.

Seeing that everyone suddenly had a feeling of rebirth, he opened his mouth and said, "I feel like I am being reborn, or I will tell you about my love story." ”

"Haha, okay, hurry up." Level 6 screamed happily when he heard that Tao Boli was going to tell a love story.

Lin Ying also looked at Tao Boli with a smile, after all, Tao Boli has always been a person who doesn't reveal much emotion in her eyes, so she also shouted: "Brother Boli wants to tell a love story, let's listen to it." ”

Lu You and Tang Wan also nodded happily, indicating that they were willing to listen.

Tao Boli took a moment of thought and said slowly: "I'll tell you in three paragraphs, if you can't listen anymore, just interrupt me." ”

"The first is the chapter of flowers."

With a round face, big eyes, a long ponytail and a pair of deep dimples, the first thing that enters the picture is such a little girl.

In the kindergarten classroom, a little boy who was arrogant and domineering and full of bandit temperament gathered a group of friends and simply and rudely snatched a red flower symbolizing the flower of the motherland from the little girl with a round face and big eyes.

However, the pleasure of snatching the safflower did not last long, and the homeroom teacher who incarnated justice soon returned the safflower to its rightful owner, leaving the arrogant little boy with the first stormy criticism in his life and the innocent and pitiful eyes and a pair of deep dimples when she apologized to the girl who was robbed of the saffron.

Due to family changes, the little boy stayed there for less than half a year before moving to another kindergarten. Playful and curious about everything by nature, he quickly forgets about the disgraceful incident of snatching the safflower and the girl with big eyes and a round face.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, in junior high school, the little boy has grown into a quiet and well-read teenager, but his still green face has a perseverance and calmness that other peers do not have, giving people a strong sense of distance.

The sun outside the window mischievously danced on his face, but it couldn't bring him back to reality who was immersed in the wonderful plot of "Notre Dame de Paris".

Suddenly, a small, white slightly fat fist entered the picture and smashed directly into the boy's shoulder, and the disturbed teenager raised his head with a little anger to see a strange and familiar face, the round face seemed to be hidden in the memory, but it was blurry like a picture in his sleep.

"When the kindergarten robbed me of my safflower, did I forget it so quickly?"

"My name is Magnolia, Magnolia of Magnolia Flowers, remember my name."

The girl introduced herself with a white tooth smile on her face, naturally interrupting the young man's imminent anger.

The young man thought for a while, countless pictures kept flashing, and after a short pause, he found a picture of a round-faced girl, a little embarrassed to look at this smiling face and shake his head with a smile. In this way, the boy and the girl met again by chance and necessity.

In the third year of junior high school, the boy and Yulan were in the same class, and it was even more coincidental that he and she could always be at the same table no matter how they changed seats.

At that time, the Internet was still in its infancy, and information had not entered an explosive period, and teenagers full of intellectual curiosity could only fall in love with books, whether it was ancient and modern Chinese and foreign novels or various biographies.

Teenagers read very fast, and in order to pursue more knowledge, it is a bit good to read and not to understand much. Every time he finished reading a book, Yulan hadn't finished half of it, so she always had no patience to pester the boy to tell her the storyline behind. Whenever the boy patiently told her the follow-up development of the story, it was always easy for her to get into the story, lying on the desk and looking at the boy with big eyes flickering.

Her eyes and dimples change as the story progresses, the tragedy of La Traviata makes her sad, the ending of Grandet makes her laugh, and Floro's death makes her applaud. The teenager was originally a person who didn't like to spoil the plot for others, but it was always difficult to refuse her requests. The boy thought about it later, and it turned out that it was her big eyes and deep dimples that made him betray his principles again and again.

The classroom at nap time is very quiet, the youth information of teenagers and girls is being released unbridledly, and the birds outside the window are chirping happily from time to time. The ignorant young man raised his head cautiously and secretly kissed Yulan's deep dimples, her eyelashes flickered a few times, and she opened her eyes and looked at the young man innocently.

The trembling teenager thought that it was the same ending as grabbing red flowers in kindergarten, but she didn't expect that she just smiled, and that smile didn't talk about captivating the country but also made the teenager dizzy.

Carefree time always passes quickly for children in their school days. With the advent of the high school entrance examination, the time for teenagers to read idle books and play with Yulan is becoming less and less.

Yulan actually works hard, but her grades are always a little bit worse and it is difficult to break through again. When the boy is not busy, he will take the time to explain the problem to her, and then the time is getting tighter and tighter, and the teenager who pursues excellence has no time to take care of him, and Yulan is also very interested in trying not to disturb him.

Every time the boy looks up after writing a bunch of test questions, he always sees a slightly worried face, and his eyes in the clear sky in the past have a little more melancholy, and the dimples are still the same dimples, but he feels that there is a trace of bright sunshine missing. The young man knew that worry in his heart, but he was powerless to resolve it.

The diligent and intelligent teenager was admitted to a key high school, and Yulan could only go to a vocational high school in the city.

At the beginning of high school, classes were not too busy, and there were often correspondence between the teenager and Yulan, and she occasionally put a few photos of her in the envelope, and her face was still so beautiful, but with a hint of strangeness.

The two will also make a few phone calls from time to time to ask each other about their current situation, and only when they have a long vacation can they have time to get together. Every time we get together, she doesn't say much, just listens quietly. They sat close together, snuggling up to each other, but as time went on, they found that each other's hearts were getting farther and farther apart.

At that time, the competitive atmosphere in high school was too strong, and no matter how smart the brain was, it could not compare to the diligence of a beast.

After a long time, there are fewer and fewer topics between each other, it seems that there is an indescribable barrier between the two, no one takes the initiative to break up or anything like that, but everything is as natural as a breeze blowing across the lake, leaving a ripple but quickly dissipating.