Farewell to joy and sorrow (7)
(Girls' Literature) Nie Qiu stopped his steps and looked up at Li Kai.
Li Kai let go of Nie Qiu's wrist, took out a ball of what seemed to be woolen knitted fabric from his clothes, and handed it to Nie Qiu, "This is ...... Graduation gifts. "They've broken up, and they're having to find an excuse to give gifts.
Nie Qiu took it suspiciously, and took a closer look, lying in his hand was a bear knitted with wool, the size of a palm, because there were many holes in the leaking needle, but they were all sealed with thread, but the whole bear looked not so regular. But at least it can be seen that this kind of thing is not something that can be bought, but someone who knits it by hand.
"Thank you." Nie Qiu raised his head and said to Li Kai, "I'...... My plane on the first of July. ”
"No thanks." Li Kai said, looking at Nie Qiu, he stopped talking.
"Go back! I'm home. ”
Li Kai couldn't find a reason to stay, so he had to go back, walking, the mobile phone in the purse of jeans suddenly rang, he reached out and took out the mobile phone in the purse, looked at the message under the sender's name, and couldn't help but glance back.
Nie Qiu's smile under the street lamp was gentle and lovely.
He watched as Nie Qiu put the phone into her own purse, then turned around and entered the door of the building, he turned his head and walked in the opposite direction step by step.
Peng Yuyang sent An Su home, the two were silent all the way, and after arriving at the place where An Su lived, An Su asked tremblingly: "Peng Yuyang, ...... you Do you like Nie Qiu? ”
Peng Yuyang didn't answer, just looked at the stars in space, do you like it? But...... From now on, Nie Qiu will only be his sister.
Peng Yuyang...... I like you. After speaking, An Su quickened his pace, and after a few steps, he began to run in the direction of his home, because he was admitted to a different school, Peng Yuyang was admitted to the provincial No. 1 middle school, and although she was also admitted to a key high school, but it was the third middle school, and it was also far from the provincial No. 1 middle school.
Peng Yuyang was stunned, he looked at the back of An Su who was running away quickly, came back to his senses, and shouted loudly: "An Su, thank you." "Thank you, like me.
An Su turned his head, looked at the boy under the street lamp, and smiled, "No thanks." He turned around and walked into the corridor of his own building, leaning against the wall with his back to the tears.
Everyone will like someone in their youth, but not everyone has the courage to say it, maybe many people will like someone who can't ask for it, but ...... So what? This is feelings! If you don't know what to do, you will always be in love.
The youthful love let her use her youth to mourn.
Those in junior high school, the rope that I jumped, the ball I played, the radio I listened to, the desertion, the notes that I passed, there was no secret gossip between girls and best friends, it seemed that there were endless words to talk about when they slept together, there were no secrets and mutual jokes between boys and buddies and brothers, and they were also curious about beautiful girls. I have never done my homework, I have been late, I have left early, I have pretended to be sick and not go to school............ Everything will become the youngest memory that has ever existed in life, just like the most youthful love.
An Su wiped away her tears, tilted her head, and didn't let the tears in her eyes fall again, slowly, slowly, slowly, Peng Yuyang, I will remember you for the rest of my life, because...... That's the most beautiful love!