She only drew a rough sketch, and she remembered the figures of the two of them, as well as the clothes they were wearing.

Jiang Yuye's eyes were much softer, and he turned to the second page again.

After eating the noodles, he was a little embarrassed because of the money paid by Feng Qingyue, so he thought about sending her home to repay her favor.

In the painting, he rode a motorcycle, and after sending her home, he left a string of indifferent exhaust gases for her, after all, the two were not familiar with each other at that time, and they did not expect that there would be such a deep involvement in the future.

Jiang Yuye flipped through them one by one, she only painted what she thought was meaningful, and she also drew a separate picture of a frost flower bubble.

Then there was the summer camp, where eight people toasted that night.

Jiang Yuye looked at the only photo of him and Feng Qingyue on the wall, it was still standing on the rostrum, and there were many people beside him, all of them were wearing school uniforms, and he was wearing a T-shirt, which was incompatible with them.

He locked the album with his diary, which he had been writing since he was a child, recording only the things he found meaningful and the things that made him sad, some very long, some with few sentences.

He spread the diary on the table, thought about it for a long time, wrote only one sentence, and then locked it in the table box.

……

The third year of high school can no longer be as leisurely as before, and during this period, Lu Yizhao fell ill again.

His whole face was blue and purple, and he looked very painful, and Gu Ranqiao shed a lot of tears because of Lu Yizhao's heart problem.

She raised him from a young age, just like her own son.

Feng Qingyue accompanied Lu Yizhao in Lincheng Hospital, and Gu Ranqiao went out to answer a phone call.

When she came back, her face turned from sad to happy: "Qingqing, Xiao Zhao is saved, just now the director of Kyoto Hospital called me and said that in country M, I will take him to try it, whether it can be done or not."

"I'll call your grandmother to take care of you, and if it goes well this time, your mother will be back next semester."

Mrs. Qiao's body is a little worse this year, and she doesn't want to move when she stays in Qianfeng Town, and she also gets motion sickness, so she refuses to come to the city because she is not feeling well.

How could Feng Qingyue let Mrs. Qiao, an old man, take care of her, so she hurriedly waved her hand: "I don't need my grandmother to take care of me, I can take care of myself alone, Mom, you can take Ah Zhao with peace of mind."

"But ......"

"No, I can really take care of myself, can I video report to you every day? And my grandmother's health is getting worse and worse, and I don't want her to toss back and forth with the elderly. ”

Gu Ranqiao hesitated, Mrs. Qiao's body is indeed not as good as before, she is also worried that she will come to Lincheng, but it will become a burden for Feng Qingyue, she has to go to school and take care of the elderly, she is in her third year of high school, and this stage is her sprint stage.

She compromised: "Okay, but every night after self-study, you have to Uncle Liu to take you back, you can't walk alone at night, call your mother if you have anything, I will come back depending on the situation, I will try to come back during the New Year."

Feng Qingyue nodded obediently, looking back at Lu Yizhao with bruised lips on the hospital bed, she also hoped that Lu Yizhao's life would be longer, and that it would be a pity not to die of illness at the age of twenty.

"That's right." Gu Ranqiao continued: "The world's No. 1 hacker I mentioned last time has news, he has arrived in Lincheng, I also told him what to check, I will tell you if there is news."

Feng Qingyue's eyes lit up, and this matter finally made progress.

Gu Ranqiao took Lu Yizhao to leave Lincheng on the first day of September and went to country M.

This Saturday, and next Monday, Feng Qingyue will give a speech under the national flag, and she will give the first lecture for new students entering the school.

The school attaches great importance to this speech, and has prepared a manuscript for her in advance, so that Feng Qing can read more and memorize more, and it is best to take off the script and go on stage.

After Gu Ranqiao followed Lu Yizhao, Feng Qingyue felt that this house had become a lot deserted for the first time, in her previous life, she was used to being self-reliant, but in this life, she seemed to have become a lot more squeamish.

I like to be lively, I like to get along with my family, I like to get along with my friends, and I am not used to being alone.

The phone vibrates.

Jiang Yuye sent a picture over, it was the homework she assigned him today, and he finished it all.

Immediately afterwards, he added a sentence later: [Little teacher, see if there is anything wrong. 】

Feng Qingyue checked it carefully, and then made an OK gesture.

After a while, Jiang Yuye sent her another book on economic management.

He's halfway through the book.

He sent a voice over, and his tone was a little proud: "My old man praised me for being a businessman, and for more than a month during the summer vacation, I went to his group for a long time, and found that it was very simple, pointed out a few problems to him, and praised me in front of the old shareholders, but I was still too young, not experienced enough, and my insights were not in place, so he gave me a book to read and learn more."

Feng Qingyue also learned today that Jiang Yuye joined Jiang's company during the summer vacation.

If business is really as simple as he says, why does he not reply to her messages until one or two o'clock in the morning every day.

Feng Qingyue didn't demolish him, the only thing she was worried about now was Wen Linshu's body, and she replied after careful consideration: [Is your mother's physical condition okay? 】

Jiang Yuye replied after about a few minutes: [The same old way. 】

Feng Qingyue was about to turn off his phone and go to sleep.

I saw Jiang Yuye send another sentence: [I feel like she won't live for this month. 】

In his previous life, September 15th was the day of Wen Linshu's death, Feng Qingyue was silent for a long time, life and death were just a thought of people.

Wen Linshu has a heart disease, and medicine can't cure her at all.

Feng Qingyue didn't know how to comfort him, so he only replied: [No, Aunt Wen is fighting hard against the disease, she won't leave you. 】

Feng Qingyue didn't know the bottom of his heart, and he also hoped that Wen Linshu would not die on September 15 like the trajectory of his previous life.

She fell asleep with her heart in mind, and in the blink of an eye it was Monday.

On this day, she was going to give a speech under the national flag, and she had memorized the manuscript, and the students who could enter Lincheng No. 1 Middle School were all students with good grades in the surrounding schools.

There is also a large part of it.

Because Feng Qingyue and Chen Songyi are well-known gods of learning in Lincheng.

In the first half of the year, the second and third places in the National Olympiad were Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, and the school also received a wave of free publicity, resulting in more new students entering the school this year.

Lincheng No. 1 Middle School is also expanding, and there are capitalists next to it to fund the construction of a gymnasium, which will soon become more prosperous.

Feng Qingyue greeted the sun and walked to the rostrum under the admiring eyes of many students.

She wore a ponytail, and the bangs on her forehead were blown away by the wind, revealing her smooth forehead.

She spoke in a sonorous tone, raising her hands to inspire everyone: "We are all a small grain in the universe, like dusty stars, one day will shine, I hope that every time you will achieve excellent results in the future, you can brush away the dust for you."

Jiang Yuye stood below, his heart beat hard because of her words, what he liked was her standing on the rostrum shining, some people are naturally suitable for high places, the more the wind is clear, no matter how tall he is, at this moment, he still looks up at her.

The sun was dazzling, his expression was a little dazed, he looked at the light smile on her face, and thought vaguely in his mind, he seemed to ...... When had he seen her like this, it was a little far away, and he couldn't remember.