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Now is the time for class, and there are bursts of reading in the teaching building, which belongs to the vitality of youth.
The sun penetrated ninety thousand miles of clouds and swayed between the sky and the earth, and a ray of light jumped onto the woman's slender eyelashes, lighting up a pair of pupils, as bright as a galaxy.
Nanjiu met several teachers, whom she had an impression of, and after talking for a few words, she left No. 1 Middle School again.
She looked back at the school standing between heaven and earth for the last time, it was a memory of three years in high school.
Near No. 1 Middle School,
The ancient trees are towering, and the green shade is sparse.
The words "Fengling Shop" are engraved on the pear blossom wood plaque. It is a very elegant and simple font. It looks dignified and elegant, with an antique charm, as if it is a landscape painting.
The wind chimes were slightly swayed by the wind, making a crisp sound.
Nanjiu opened the hanging curtain, and the cold blue beads made of threads brushed over the woman's fair and slender fingers, shaking gently.
An old man of seventy years of age was sitting there quietly, her temples on both sides were stained with the frost of the years, her face was old and kind, she was wearing a pair of reading glasses, holding a newspaper in her weathered and wrinkled hands, and was reading carefully word by word. Look, the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful, a world of its own.
Hearing the sound of someone coming, she said generously, with a kind tone: "What do you buy, little girl?"
Nan Jiu was startled, and then replied softly, "Let me take a look."
She walked slowly in this small shop, her eyes fell on the love letters one after another on the white wall on the left.
Many words that I dare not say, memories hidden in time, secrets hidden deep in my heart.
All with that pen, a piece of paper to confide to strangers.
Some stationery looks old and has turned yellow, and the corners are wrinkled, revealing the traces of the passage of time.
Do not know why,
Nan Jiu's heart was hit hard, and he couldn't describe the feeling.
Her eyes were a bit complicated, and she kept staring at the envelopes, looking at them one by one.
until¡ª¡ª
Her gaze stopped.
Familiar yet unfamiliar fonts hit straight into the bottom of her eyes, leaving a reflection in her eyes, and the indistinguishable colors made her eyes a little bit obscure, but it seemed that something was surging under the calm appearance with.
It turned out to be true.
Solemnly did not lie to her.
At this time, Nanjiu's countless thoughts were washed away like a deep sea over and over again, and his thoughts were briefly blank, leaving only the words on it.
¡ª¡ªYou can see mountains and rivers in just a few glances, and the vast expanse of galaxies.
Zhinan Wine.
Signed: Han Jinyan.
The letter paper was rolled and turned yellow, carved with time, presenting the simplest and purest picture.
The font on it has been blurred and faded after eight years, but it can be discerned that the style of the time was excellent.
And this time,
The wind chimes rang, the door curtains shook, and the sky-blue transparent beads collided with each other to make pleasant notes.
somebody is coming.
There was a strong feeling of palpitation in the bottom of my heart, as if I was hit hard and hard, and it seemed that something was about to break through the ground.
It's like the pattering spring rain dripping for eight thousand miles, and the bamboo shoots spring up silently in the rainy night.
Nanjiu paused for a while, and after a few moments of silence, she turned around, and a shadow appeared in her eyes reflecting the hazy sky, gradually occupying all her sight and heartbeat.
The man stood against the light.
The figure is slender and the eyebrows are picturesque.
It was the boy in white that he was familiar with.
The wind passes without a trace,
Only a little clean and pleasant smell of light fragrance surged in the air.
"What a coincidence." Nan Jiu said.
Han Jinyan smiled, melting frost and snow, just like the moment when the ice and snow melted under the sun, leaving a mark of light deep in the bottom of his eyes, reflecting the clear light, he said: "Unfortunately, I am came to find you."
Walked out of the wind chime shop,
Nanjiu stood not far away, looking at the ancient shop surrounded by towering old trees, under the whirling shadows of the trees, surrounded by the gentle sunlight.
"How do you know I'm here?"
"Tell me solemnly."
A question and an answer,
Calm and indifferent.
"Okay, since you're here, I'll ask you a few questions." Nan Jiu smiled, her brows arched beautifully, and the end of her eyes outlined a bit of wanton demonism. He stared at Han Jinyan unabashedly.
Nanjiu's purpose and idea are very clear, since he has encountered everything, he should simply solve all the final doubts.
"All ears."
Looking at the glamorous and attractive woman in front of him, Han Jinyan said in a low voice.
"You said you have nothing to do with Liu Yiyi, so what happened to the love letter you wrote to her?"
It is impossible for Nan Jiu to admit a mistake with that kind of handwriting, and it is also because of that incident that Nan Jiu completely understood the relationship between Han Jinyan and Liu Yiyi.
At this moment,
Nan Jiu made this matter clear, and casually leaned against the tree trunk next to him. The purple broken diamond earrings lined the earlobes were white and crystal-clear, the wind was rustling, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there was white light jumping and mottled along the gaps. She lightly hugged the woman's exquisite and beautiful side face, her long eyelashes drooped in a curve, one hand was hanging by her side, she kept clenching her hand, her fingertips turned pale, and her knuckles were tense, her tone But light, light to as if nothing had happened.
"What love letter?" Before coming here, I solemnly told him this, but Han Jinyan didn't understand it at all. Now facing each other, he frowned and asked, with a vague premonition in his heart. The time flashed in my mind, but I couldn't capture it but really thought of something.
He said in a deep voice:
"I haven't written any love letter to Liu Yiyi¡ª"
Just as he was saying this sentence, Han Jinyan suddenly understood something!
He suddenly opened his eyes wide. Such thoughts are unbelievable but infinitely close to the truth.
He didn't write a love letter to Liu Yiyi,
But¡¡
He wrote to Nanjiu!
"Do you know the content of that love letter?" Han Jinyan stared at Nanjiu with dark eyes, his eyes ebbed and flowed like the deep sea, covering up all his emotions. He desperately wants to prove it, if this is the truth, then he understands everything.
"You asked me thisheh." Although Nan Jiu didn't want to think about it, she saw the truth buried in time through Han Jinyan's trance. She was silent for a few seconds After a few minutes, repeat every word.
Her tone was very light, so light that it was like a ray of wind that couldn't be grasped. It couldn't be seen or caught. It was so ethereal in the sky and the earth, but the words were very clear. The sound was pleasant and pleasant, and it fell on Han Jin By Yan's ear.
The wind blows silently,
Only the woman's clear and ethereal voice fell.
"There is a bright moon in your eyes, hiding it Ideals and ambitions will never set."
Three love poems.
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