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In a blink of an eye, spring is coming to an end, and the weather is getting hotter every day. All kinds of flowers began to bloom in the flower beds on campus, attracting groups of people who love and appreciate flowers.
"Xiao Ran, may I give you a flower?" In the gazebo, Wang Hai put his arm around Lin Xiaoran's shoulder and said affectionately.
"Why, you also want to be a flower folder?" Lin Xiaoran only opened the front page with a decent book in his hand.
"There are flowers that can be broken straight away. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches. Besides, I have already folded one, and I don't care about another one." Seeing her rosy skin, Wang Hai smiled proudly.
Seems like something is wrong. Lin Xiaoran turned to look at him. Since he transferred to the management department, the two of them seldom had the opportunity to sit together like this. Each meeting would last half an hour at most. Today is already forty minutes. Sit here leisurely.
"Are you free today? Or do you want to switch back and continue learning Chinese?"
"I won't change the department. I'm studying very well now, and I find that the management department is very suitable for me. Maybe I entered the Chinese department to be with you." He smiled ambiguously.
Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoran suddenly remembered a poem they both loved.
"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past. The small building was blown by the east wind overnight, and the homeland can't bear to look back in the moonlight." Looking at the flower bed, Lin Xiaoran chanted silently, and the scene of the day when the two first met appeared in his mind.
"The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed." Wang Hai continued.
"Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." The two said in unison, looked at each other, and smiled tacitly.
"I ask you how much you can be sad, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." Wang Hai stood up and looked towards the distant horizon, feeling emotional. This poem was originally written by Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, when his country was subjugated. His favorite is the last sentence, the reason even he can't explain clearly, but every time he reads this sentence, he will feel different.
"The first time I saw this poem was when I was in elementary school. At that time, Rumei liked ancient poems very much. She always read with a thick book." His thoughts drifted back to a long time ago, and he seemed to He saw a girl with a braid on her head walking towards him with a smile on her face.
"So you chose the Chinese department because of her." I have to admit that when he mentioned Liu Rumei's name, he felt sore in his heart, even though he knew that person was his sister.
"Do you know? If it weren't for me, she might still have a chance to enter college." He was very excited when he said this: "I ruined her life, it was me."
"Ah Hai, don't do this, many things are beyond your control." Patting him on the shoulder comfortingly, Lin Xiaoran was a little sad, he didn't remember himself.
"Really?" He smiled, smiling so sadly: "If I hadn't been too cowardly at the beginning, would I have become like this? She was my first friend, do you know? But I hurt her."
Trapped in painful memories, he couldn't restrain his trembling, bits and pieces of the past entangled him like a nightmare.
"Death Wang Hai, who am I?" Feigning anger and forcing him to look at himself, Lin Xiaoran poked his chest with his finger: "Say, who am I?"
"Lin Xiaoran." He replied blankly, he didn't know why she asked so much.
"Where is it in your heart? What am I?" Pressing every step of the way, her eyes widened.
"Girlfriend, my future wife." The answer was very honest.
"Then who is she?" Satisfied with his answer, but still can't give up what should be done.
He opened his mouth and suddenly smiled. It turned out that she was forcing herself to face her own heart, which no longer hurt so much, and many questions had been answered.
He gave her a big hug, and then pressed a kiss to her forehead. Wang Hai's mood was so relaxed that he seemed to be floating.
"Thank you." She didn't expect such a heavy knot to be resolved in a few words.
With her head raised high, Lin Xiaoran stretched out her hand in front of his eyes: "Where is my thank you gift?"
Putting her hand on his chest, he watched her silently.
Shaking her head, she pouted dissatisfiedly: "You said you would send me flowers, but let me state first that I don't want the flowers in the flower bed. Those flowers are so beautiful, and they will wither when you pick them off. I want a flower that will never fade. flower."
He smiled mysteriously: "Close your eyes, it only takes a minute."
Slightly closing her eyes, Lin Xiaoran waited quietly, feeling his hand coming around from behind, and then gently stroking her hair.
"You can open your eyes and see if you like it."
A rose pendant on the chest gentlyAfter a few times, it emits a golden light, small and cute. This is the second gift Wang Hai gave her.
"It's a necklace again." She touched the pendant with an unacceptable expression on her face.
"Don't you like it?" The face that was smiling happily collapsed, it was because he looked around a lot before he took a fancy to it.
"No, I'm just wondering why you would think of giving me another necklace. Last time the one was silver, but this time it was changed to a gold necklace. Could it be explained that my status in your heart has increased?" Looking at the two overlapping necklaces, she smiled slightly.
Wang Hai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't think about it so much, he bought it just because he thought it was good, and she thought of it so much.
Looking up at him, Lin Xiaoran put the two pendants in front of him: "Thank you, I accept them, very beautiful flowers."
"Hey, Lin Xiaoran, someone is looking for you at the school gate." A classmate came to this side.
"Hi, hello." Seeing that Wang Hai is a classmate in the Chinese Department, he greeted him with a smile.
"Hello. I heard that you are very popular in the management department." Classmate Jiang Tao punched him and smiled ambiguously.
"Who did you listen to, it's nothing." The signature smile didn't change at all, but his brows were slightly frowned. I don't know if Xiao Ran would have any thoughts after hearing it.
"You guys chat first, I'll go see who is looking for me." Popular? Was he unpopular that day? It's been a while since he left the class, and his classmates are still talking about him. She has long been used to the actions of those nympho, and her calm heart did not have the slightest disturbance.
"Hey, Jiang Tao. If you are a brother, don't talk about such things, don't spoil my relationship with Xiao Ran." Looking at her back, Wang Hai worriedly asked the people around him.
"Do you think she won't know if I don't tell you? Someone threatens not to give up until you catch up. Be careful." Do you think he is the kind of troublesome person? If it weren't for the good relationship between their brothers, the ghost wouldn't bother to talk to him.
Waving his hands, Jiang Tao sang and walked towards the playground, where someone was waiting for him to play basketball.
The singing sound drifted into Wang Hai's ears, he shook his head helplessly, and hummed casually: "It doesn't matter, who will fall in love with whom, it doesn't matter, who makes the other haggard" (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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