01 You were gentle when we first met
At five o'clock on Sunday afternoon, the early summer sun was trying to release heat, and Chu Ran and her friend were walking in a small alleyway.
This laneway is the shortest way to Jingyi Middle School, and as boarding students, they need to go to school half a day in advance for evening self-study.
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"Yet, should we go the other way?" After Yu Wanglan saw a group of boys gathered around the corner of more than ten meters in front of her, she whispered in Chu Ran's ear.
Chu Ran also immediately looked ahead, it was a group of high school students who were also wearing blue and white, Jingyi Middle School uniforms. They seemed to be discussing where to spend the rest of their evening study time.
One of them, a boy huddled in the middle, stood out from the crowd. When Chu Ran looked at him, he also happened to turn his head.
The bright white complexion and the heroic spirit between the eyebrow bones all show his uniqueness at this age.
But Chu Ran was only surprised by his appearance for a second, then lowered his head and replied to Yu Wanglan: "Well, let's go another way." β
The two girls turned and left the alleyway, while the tall boy who was surrounded by a cluster stared straight at Chu Ran's back until they disappeared.
"Brother Ling?" The boy next to him interrupted his distraction.
Ling Yan: "Let's go, where is the second middle appointment?" β
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Two months later, the time crossed over to the summer vacation. In this residential area, where there are usually only adults, the elderly and young children, there is finally some youthful vitality that belongs to teenagers.
And Chu Ran, who had just finished the college entrance examination a month ago, went downstairs with a bag of garbage at this time. The moment she tossed the bag into the trash can and looked up, she made eye contact with the same person in the unit building across from her who was also throwing out the trash.
The man was a boy, the same guy he had seen in the alley before. Chu Ran was a little surprised that he could still remember what this person looked like.
But he seems to be a little different from then when he was wearing a school uniform, but the zipper was wide open, and he had a casual but perverse feeling.
And now, he is wearing short sleeves and shorts, and the bangs on his head are obediently hanging on his forehead, and he looks docile and well-behaved.
Chu Ran didn't observe his expression carefully, just glanced at his dress, and turned to go upstairs.
As for him, he stood in place, looking at the building Chu Ran walked into in disbelief, and said to himself: "Here? β
After that, Chu Ran, who had been bored at home for a month, told his mother that he wanted to work as a temporary worker.
So, this matter was taken care of by the mother.
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The Ling familyββ
"Yan Yan" Ling Yan's mother called him.
"Well, Mom, what's the matter?"
"I'll tell you something, Mom wants someone to make up for you, okay?" Yang Jingshu asked tentatively: "But she is a student who is a year older than you, but she is also in your school, and she is the first in the perennial school, so she lives opposite us... All right? Yan Yan? β
Ling Yan was stunned for a second, then suddenly thought of something, and said hesitantly, "It's a girl?" It's called Chu Ran? β
Yang Jingshu thought that her son would refuse, but she didn't expect her son to react like this.
After she recalled Zhang's mother's words, she replied: "It's a girl, Zhang Xiao's husband seems to be surnamed Chu, and he is the daughter of Aunt Zhang in the opposite building that her mother knows." β
"What do you say... Did you agree to make up the lesson? Do you know that girl? β
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Ling Yan didn't answer, his thoughts were first taken away by memories-
Ling Yan knew that Chu Ran was at the school's Winter Arts Festival a year ago, and Jingyi Middle School was a rare school that still did not cancel the art festival in the third year of high school.
During last year's Winter Arts Festival, Ling Yan was a sophomore in high school and Chu Ran was a junior in high school.
"Here is the song "Remembrance" brought by the first class of high school." The host reads on the stage.
The stage suddenly went dark, and then a spotlight lit up in the center of the room, and the light shone on a girl in a white ankle-length dress, with a few pink streamers embedded in her long, slightly over-the-shoulder black hair.
She raised the microphone and sang the first lyrics to the music: "Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and everything is so bright in my heart." ββ¦β¦
It was the first show, and it really got off to a good start and ignited the audience's interest.
But Ling Yan felt that the following program was boring, he liked the voice of the person who came on stage just now, and he really wanted to hear her sing again.
The following shows were hot dancing, funny, and of course, singing, but Ling Yan just didn't think it was as good as the first one.
At that art festival, the teacher emphasized discipline very much, and he was not allowed to go anywhere else except for the toilet. However, on the day of the festival, it is allowed to bring mobile phones into the school.
So Ling Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, he swiped the circle of friends, and then saw that everyone was discussing in the school forum.
There are discussion programs, but the most are still asking for photos and QQ.
Then Ling Yan saw a few messages that he was interested inβββ
Sleep abjh: Who's the first show?
Dear girl: I heard the first class of high school in the newspaper
Xiaoru / Reply / Dear Sister: Study God Class!!
Squidward: In my class, Chu Ran, is the first on the annual list
/Reply/Squidward: Do you have a photo?
Squidward/Reply/: Private chat
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When Ling Yan saw the '', he bumped into Rong Zhe (zhΓ©) who was sitting on his right, Rong Zhe was concentrating on looking at his phone, and was knocked to the ground by Ling Yan's mobile phone.
He snorted, looked up and saw that Ling Yan had reacted that it was Ling Yan who had hit him, and quickly slapped himself, then picked up his mobile phone and said, "Brother Ling, what's the matter." β
Ling Yan didn't care about his little movements, and only stared at Rong Zhe's mobile phone: "You, do you have that Chu Ran's photo?" β
"Huh? Oh, there is! It should have been taken by her classmates, and it was taken tonight. Rong Zhe opened his phone and flipped out the photo he had just asked for from 'Squidward', and then sent it to Ling Yan.
"Brother Ling, I sent you. It's really pretty, you think so. β
Ling Yangang thought to himself: "It's just that the singing is good...... and then when he opened the photo, he slapped his face.
Ling Yan stared at the photo displayed on the screen of his phone and did not take his eyes off it for ten seconds.
It was a high-definition close-up half-length photo, and Chu Ran on the picture was not on stage, but in the crowd.
There was a girl next to her who was talking with her mouth open, and Chu Ran looked at the girl with the corners of her mouth curled, the place where they were standing should be quite close to the stage, and the light on the stage could still be sprinkled on them, golden.
Chu Ran was still dressed on the stage, standing in a white dress in the golden light, like a fairy descending to earth.
Chu Ran's lips are very thin, his eyebrows are very thin, his eyelashes are slightly raised, his face lines are supple, and his eyes are palpable and gentle.
is obviously going to perform on stage, but you can see that she is not wearing any heavy makeup, only her lips are bright red.
Ling Yan admitted that he was amazed by her, this Chu Ran had a gentleness and brilliance that he had never seen before.
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However, he never saw Chu Ran in school after the Winter Arts Festival, after all, Chu Ran was a senior in high school, and he was not an "unenterprising" student like Ling Yan, but was 'honored' as "Chu Xueshen" in the third year of high school.
So when the winter passed, Ling Yan never saw Chu Ran again.
After that, I will see you again these two times that have been very lucky recently.
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Faced with her mother's question, Ling Yan replied, "She is very famous, I just know her." β
Ling Yan was a little surprised at his luck, he could still have the opportunity to meet her after Chu Ran graduated. He struggled for a while and said to his mother, "Let her make up for me!" β
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Two days later, Chu Ran came to Ling's house as promised.
"Hello Aunt Yang." Chu Ran stood outside the door in a light blue dress and greeted Yang Jingshu.
"Hey, hello, your name is Chu Ran, right?" Yang Jingshu brought Chu Ran into the house.
"Yes, my mom said there was a junior who needed to make up for it."
"Yes, his name is Ling Yan, and I will call him out." Yang Jingshu shouted at Ling Yan's bedroom: "Yan Yan! Come out to see your sister, and they will give you make-up lessons in the future. β
Ling Yan had actually heard the movement in the living room a long time ago, but he waited until Yang Jingshu called him out before he walked out slowly.
He came to the living room and looked at Chu Ran who was sitting on the sofa, looking at Chu Ran excitedly and pretending to be calm. ββ¦β¦ Hello. β