Not only that, but several employees in the studio were in a state of resignation, not to mention a public relations plan.

Song Qingyue finally managed to deal with all parties, and finally, received a call from her father Song Heng.

Song Heng's tone was serious: "The hot search spent money to help you withdraw." ”

"Thank you, Dad."

Song Heng said angrily: "I said earlier that you should stop and stay at home to get married, you have to go to the entertainment industry." Now, if you want me to wipe your ass, let outsiders see the joke. ”

Song Qingyue lowered her eyes and pulled her lips, "Just look at it, anyway, in the past few months, others have already seen it." ”

"You're a year older, and you're not as sensible as your brother! I do something wrong and I still have a face to be angry! ”

Song Qingyue thought it was funny, no one knew that she was born in an extremely patriarchal family, and soon after her mother gave birth to her, because she was a girl, she couldn't wait to conceive her second child.

After having Song Qingzhuo at home, she was like a transparent person, waiting for her sister and brother to grab toys when she was a child, and her grandfather was angry, so he simply sent her to her hometown in the south and then returned to Beijing, more than ten years later.

Perhaps because of her upbringing, Song Qingyue is particularly eager to be noticed.

All the people who snatched her attention away, Song Qingyue didn't like it, and even extremely disgusted it.

When she was in junior high school, a girl collided with her at a school celebration party, and her classmates inevitably compared who dressed better.

There were many such things, and the Song family was also a well-known local figure at that time, and in those years, she was immersed in the attention and praise of her classmates, and she lived quite happily.

Later, however, the results of the college entrance examination were average, and the situation changed when he was transferred to the attached middle school for repetition.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, with excellent grades and deep backgrounds, abounds. Like an extinguished star, she has become transparent again.

One day, passing by the third floor, she saw a group of people lying on the railing, talking around Chen Xifan.

It was that day that Song Qingyue's eyes fell on him.

Song Qingyue herself couldn't tell whether she liked Chen Xifan or the feeling of being in the spotlight when she was with him.

After the college entrance examination, Song Qingyue confessed to Chen Xifan, but was rejected. It was a few days ago that she accidentally picked up a mobile phone and saw the chat history of classmate No. 7.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that time, Song Qingyue felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

You must know that Chen Xifan is a person who is dragging and cold, and he can use punctuation marks to fool people he doesn't know well, and he never types.

How could he talk so much to a netizen?

Why? What she can't get, others can easily get.

Jealousy and possessiveness hit Qi Xia's self-esteem and made Qi Xia's privacy public, and Song Qingyue did not regret what he had done at all.

After learning that Chen Xifan and Qi Xia were in love, she even thought about spreading rumors to smear Qi Xia, but at that time, Chen Xifan's speech on the post bar was too hard, and she didn't dare to continue to cause trouble, and later, she even thought about being a third party.

Perhaps if she is favored by Chen Xifan, her family will look up to her, and she will no longer be transparent......

Enough is enough!

She's really fed up!

Song Qingyue suddenly yelled at the phone: "Don't worry about me!" ”

"You ......" Song Heng's voice trembled with anger: "You go abroad to relax, don't do it in the studio, don't go to any variety shows, stay well abroad, if you don't come back, you will be filial to us." ”

Song Qingyue sarcastically pulled her lips: "I don't." ”

*

One day in late June, Qi Xia and Chen Xifan had lunch and passed by the High School when they had a whim and decided to go back to the Middle School.

Identify as an alumnus, and after registering at the gate, security will let you go.

Qi Xia and Chen Xifan walked hand in hand on the campus, their eyes were full of greenery, and it was another summer.

Qi Xia sighed: "I haven't been back for a long time, and the attached middle school is still the same." ”

"Let's go to the school building?"

"Okay."

The sophomore and first high school students were still preparing for the final exams, and the senior high school students were already on vacation after the senior high school exams, so the two went to the senior high school teaching building.

The school building was empty, desks and chairs were placed haphazardly, and old books and test papers had been collected.

Walking to the third floor, Qi Xia pointed to the corridor in front of him and said, "At that time, after class, you like to lie on the railing and laugh with the boys in our class." ”

Chen Xifan raised his eyebrows, "You know? ”

"Of course." Qi Xia raised his head, and there was a little pride in his heart, "I know everything about your high school." ”

If the clock were to go back to 2013, Qi Xia would never believe that one day he and Chen Xifan would appear on campus hand in hand.

This dream is too big.

But at this time, her hand was being held by Chen Xifan and gently kneaded.

That's probably what it feels like to be a dream come true.

The classroom in the third and fifth classes of high school has not changed, it is still the same, but it is no longer three people sitting at the same table, but two people.

Qi Xia shook Chen Xifan's hand, walked into the empty classroom, and sat in the last row.

Suddenly, Chen Xifan approached and pinched her face, "Qi Xia-"

"Huh?"

Qi Xia turned his head and met his eyes.

Chen Xifan rubbed his fingers against her cheek, "Tell me anything else you have secretly done for me." ”

"That's what you guessed."

"But I want to hear from you."

Qi Xia's face was hot, Nunu's mouth was not shy, and he said generously: "Once Xu Youfei changed seats, you and I sat in an English class, and my heart beat so fast in that class that I didn't dare to breathe hard." ”

Chen Xifan looked at her intently, "What else?" ”

"Hmm......" Qi Xia thought for a moment, "Every time I go to the bathroom, I take a detour and come back through the back door, because that can pass by your seat." ”

Chen Xifan chuckled: "Silly girl, aren't you tired?" ”

"It's alright, just take a walk. I've picked up your paper airplanes, I've written you a letter buried in the saline, and I've secretly written your name on my desk. ”

Over the years, those traces of love have been lost in the long river of time.

But listening to her, my heart still couldn't help but flutter.

There was a man who liked him for so long.

Chen Xifan pressed her neck and gently kissed her eyelids.

Then, he got up and walked to the podium, picked up a piece of white chalk, wrote the letters CXF and QX on the blackboard, and drew a heart between the two names.

Qi Xia laughed, "Chen Xifan, you are so naïve. ”

"Well, I'm naïve."

After coming out of the classroom, the two went to the saline-alkali land where there was no grass. Chen Xifan found a shovel from nowhere and asked, "Where did you bury that letter at that time?" ”

Qi Xia pointed to a location, "It seems to be around there." ”

Actually, she wasn't sure because it had been too long.

Chen Xifan dug around where her fingers were, and only found some stones.

Seeing that he still wanted to continue, Qi Xia stopped and said, "If you can't find it, forget it." ”

"But I want to see it."

Qi Xia didn't care: "It's okay, although the letter is lost, my wish has come true." ”

Worried about affecting the students' classes, Chen Xifan had no choice but to give up for the time being. After that, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and several male teachers walked in while chatting:

"It's been a lot of empty land for years, it's just so barren, and the school doesn't care about it."

"Didn't you say that the school was raising money recently to build a football field there?"

"I heard that it was a dormitory building, not a football stadium."

"No, no, whoever pays for it has the final say, and this time the government will not allocate funds, it all depends on who the school raises."

……

Chen Xifan lowered his head and rubbed his hands, and suddenly an idea popped up.

On the way home to send Qi Xia, Chen Xifan didn't say much, he was thinking about something.

Qi Xia said: "Let me ask you a question, what would you do if you knew I liked you when you were in high school?" ”

Chen Xifan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he thought about it seriously, "I don't know, but I can't rule out the possibility of falling in love with you." ”

This question didn't make sense, but Qi Xia was still happy to hear such an answer.

She pursed her lips, "That's goodbye, early love affects learning." And at that time, we were too young. ”

Because he is young, he is weak and cannot control his own destiny. Maybe being together is also a sloppy ending.

Only by moving forward can we have a better reunion.

No one should stay where they are.

Time separates people and fills their wings. When they say goodbye, each other's wings are enough to carry the weight of this love.

So, nothing can separate them anymore.

The car was parked in the Banchunli community, and Qi Xia pulled Chen Xifan upstairs and said, "I have something I want to give you." ”

"What is it?"

"You'll find out later."

After taking out the key from the bag and opening the door, after entering the house, Qi Xia returned to the room, took out a wooden box from the bottom drawer, and then turned back.

When she arrived in the living room, she sat on the sofa and handed the wooden box to Chen Xifan: "Take a look." ”

Chen Xifan's eyes were full of smiles, and he took it and opened it.

It was as if the heart that had been sealed for many years had been revealed, and the smell of the old and old came to the face.

Chen Xifan was stunned and found that in the wooden box, there was a paper airplane made of A4 folded paper, which was printed with the handwriting of his youth.