During the long summer vacation after the exams, the junior class organized a short graduation trip.

Unlike the enthusiastic discussions among her classmates, Qiu Yun was in the corner, rocked by the rickety bus.

But when he heard a familiar and trembling name, he was shocked and suddenly refreshed.

I only listened to two girls behind me discussing:

"Huh? You? ”

"Look, in the sixth grade, I'm starting to buy romance behind my parents' back!" One girl was a little smug.

"You know Jiujiu (Xiao Jiu: That's right, this is the thick-skinned me!) Haha)? Now super red web writer. ”

"Ninety-nine? One, two, three, four, five, six, seven** of ninety-nine? ”

"Hmm."

"I don't know, but I've heard of it!"

"Come on, come on, I'll tell you, I love her so much. She is the originator of the rebirth crossing class, the first one is a short story of practice, and the interaction between the male and female protagonists is super sweet. The second is her famous work "Reborn Fat Girl Counterattack", which is amazing! For a while, there were a lot of people who followed the trend to write through rebirth, but none of them wrote so well. ”

The girls who talked about this topic were particularly excited, their eyes shining, no different from those little girls chasing stars.

'Haha!' Amazing' can also be used like this, right? I'll check it out when I have time. ”

"Really, really?" The girl said excitedly, "She is stationed in Yueshi (this is Xiao Jiu's random name), and she has more than 10,000 fans!" By the way, this is her Weibo, 'Your little Jiujiu', isn't it super cute? Hee-hee......"

"Huh? Look, the super male voice is out of the top 16! ”

"I also watched it two days ago, and the one on the 11th is called ...... The boy named Zuo Yiming is about the same age as us, and his singing is great! ”

"Really? Are you handsome? ”

"Well, a proper little fresh meat!"

……

Qiu Yun, who wanted to join their discussion, was not interested in hearing this. About Jiujiu, she is very familiar, super male voice, I don't pay much attention to it! Now the little girl, she is obsessed with little fresh meat and is "drunk and dreaming of death", she doesn't want to get involved.

Falling asleep in a daze, in a trance, as if someone had put on a dress for her, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she wanted to open it to take a look, but she fell asleep again.

When they woke up, they had just arrived at the resort.

The resort has a familiar name, Huaguo Mountain. borrowed the popularity of "Journey to the West", but it also lives up to its name, there are flowers and fruits, mountains and rivers.

Qiu Yun stood up, and a sports coat she was wearing slipped to the ground. Reaching out to pick it up, it touched the other hand, and the man, as if frightened, quickly withdrew his hand, and his clothes fell again.

She already had someone in her mind who was the owner of the clothes, and when she looked up, she sat next to her with a solemn and shy face flushed.

"Well, thanks for the clothes, I slept well!" Without the slightest embarrassment, Qiu Yun blinked her left eye cutely.

"Oh, no, you're welcome!" He solemnly took the clothes and twisted a corner of it stiffly, lest he touch the girl's smooth and tender hand again.

"Let's go down together, my classmates are all down!"

"Good, good!" Solemnly packed up his things in a hurry, and the more anxious he was, the worse he became.

From Qiu Yun's angle, you can clearly see the beads of sweat on the side of his ears. I didn't rush him anymore, and waited quietly to the side.

Zhuang Zheng could clearly feel the warm gaze of the girl next to him, his body suddenly warmed up, and his heart "banged" in his chest to tell him that he was not calm at this time.

While speeding up to pack his backpack, he cursed his own incompetence. He is 15 years old this year, it's not that there are no girls who like him, but only this 12-year-old girl, obviously not so beautiful, obviously he is still young, obviously he wants to be calm, but he can't be defeated in front of her again and again.

Qiu Yun bent the corners of her lips, and her heart was a little warm. The likes of boys and girls are simple, fiery, and beautiful, without any impurities other than feelings, just like this person.

It's a pity that her 12-year-old body and 42-year-old heart can't respond even though she is moved. She has already talked to him about the love letter, and hopes he can understand.