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Chapter 159 Yihai Day, the Light Before Dawn (20)

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    Then, she raised her head and looked at Zhong Chumian: "Zhong Chumian, I"

    The slightly hot fingertips touched her lips, preventing her from speaking further.

    Zhong Chumian wiped away the tears for her, lowered his eyes, gazed with tenderness, and lingered with affection.

    "Xiaowan, I want to kiss you."

    He said he wanted to kiss her.

    Yu Wanfeng's long eyelashes trembled.

    She agreed softly: "Okay."

    Yu Wanfeng never knew that kissing would feel like this.

    She watched too many film and television dramas, and watched too many affectionate hugs and kisses.

    In her cognition, there are probably two steps: get close and separate.

    But now, she had to admit that the so-called kiss on New Year's Eve was not their first kiss.

    Yu Wanfeng was completely dumbfounded.

    How could she know that Zhong Chumian, a little sheep, looks innocent and harmless.

    The result was a black-bellied lamb.

    Yu Wanfeng was in a trance, thinking of some weird scenes.

    Someone seemed to ask her, do you want to explore the universe?  Want to explore the moon?

    She also wants to ask Zhong Chumian the same now.

    But Zhong Chumian will definitely answer her, I am exploring you.

    is not that right.

    Originally had no experience.

    ? Quick comprehension is extremely high, self-taught without a teacher.

    It started with lukewarmness, and then everything became intense.

    She opened her eyes slightly, and what fell into her eyes was the dark curtain of the night sky and scattered stars.

    There is also a red light in the distance.

    The light engraved into the bone marrow.

    "Wuhan, come on."

    *

    ¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿

    Zhong Chumian did not expect that after evening self-study, he would meet Yu Wanfeng downstairs in the teaching building.

    If she didn't go to evening self-study in the first grade, she should have gone home long ago.

    Yu Wanfeng jumped over and said that he would treat him to supper.

    No reward for no merit.

    But Zhong Chumian didn't want to refuse.

    Fortunately, Yu Wanfeng found a reason: "I have improved my mathematics in Zhou Ce, thanks to you."

    Zhong Chumian went to eat skewers with her with peace of mind.

    After taking a few skewers of mutton skewers, Yu Wanfeng said to take him to the bus.

    "I told my driver uncle, he went to pick me up at the bus stop." Yu Wanfeng smiled at Zhong Chumian with two skewers of mutton skewers in his hand.

    Zhong Chumian let her go.

    The two walked one after the other, Zhong Chumian walked after Yu Wanfeng stretched out her hand, and followed her shadow on the ground, slower, slower.

    The bus stop near the school is at the head of the bridge, and the neon lights on the bridge are flickering, and colorful lights shine over.

    Yu Wanfeng looked up, saw many stars, and smiled: "A lot of stars Zhong Chumian, have you heard of the aurora?"

    Zhong Chumian nodded.

    Yu Wanfeng said: "Do you want to see the aurora in the future?"

    Zhong Chumian thought about it seriously, and replied: "Aurora is similar to the neon lights on the bridge."

    Yu Wanfeng followed his words, looked at the neon lights on the bridge, wondering: "Is it really similar?"

    Later, when Zhong Chumian was forty years old, he took Yu Wanfeng to Alaska to see the aurora.

    Yu Wanfeng recalled the past and smiled at him: "You used to say that the aurora is similar to the neon."

    Zhong Chumian still likes to rub her hair: "One person looks like neon, two people look like aurora."

    Yu Wanfeng's eyes darkened, and her voice sank: "Actually, you would rather see it with three people, right?"

    Zhong Chumian remained silent for a long time.

    Yu Wanfeng shook his hand and smiled: "It doesn't matter. From now on, we will finish for him what he hasn't finished."

    At the age of forty, I went to Alaska to see the aurora.

    It is Xu Mingchuan's wish.

    But Xu Mingchuan didn't wait until he was forty, he stayed in the winter when he was twenty-five forever.

    That winter at the beginning of the Gengzi year.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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