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    The two left the crowd far away and almost reached the top of the mountain.

    Tong Chunxia's feet fell to the ground, looking at Duan Yanqiu, whose face was flushed and covered in sweat, he was speechless for a moment.

    Duan Yanqiu stood there, only panting.  The neckline of his clothes was completely soaked, big beads of sweat rolled down, and his chest heaved violently.

    "Thatare you tired?"

    "Not tired." It was a firm and confident voice.  "not at all."

    Someone paused for a few seconds and began to take off his clothes. After taking off the down jacket, there was still a gray sweater inside.

    There was another frantic gasp.

    Tong Chunxia said weakly: "Actually, I only weigh 90 catties."

    "Well, it's not heavy at all."

    "Then why don't we take a break?" Tong Chunxia proposed, and the two sat side by side on the steps, and Chunxia quickly handed over a bottle of water.

    Duan Yanqiu drank it all in one gulp.

    At this moment, the mountain wind was blowing, and it was a bit cool. Sitting next to Duan Yanqiu, Chunxia watched Duan Yanqiu keep wiping his sweat, and felt a little funny for a while.

    So, she wrapped her hands around her knees, buried her head in her knees, her shoulders shook, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

    Duan Yanqiu was unhappy, "What are you laughing at?"

    Tong Chunxia coughed lowly, "It's nothing, I just think you're cute."

    Duan Yanqiu's expression was a little unnatural, but the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, apparently smiling too.

    The two of them just sat so quietly, looking at the city and lights under their feet, Tong Chunxia only felt peaceful in his heart.

    She tilted her head and looked at Duan Yanqiu with a smile on her lips, her eyes were clean and pure.

    Duan Yanqiu looked a little embarrassed by her, frowned and straightened her head, saying: "Don't look at me lewdly."

    Tong Chunxia couldn't help but said: "I am short-sighted, and I squint at everyone."

    "Then you're also flirting with Ma Denian?"

    Tong Chunxia rolled his eyes, "Brother, Ma Denian and I are both in the age of dinosaurs. Can you stop holding on? Besides, I have nothing to do with him, it's just that he has a crush on me, we  Ignore him."

    Duan Yanqiu sneered, "I am very petty and can hold grudges very well. I will keep this matter in my grave."

    Tong Chunxia couldn't help applauding, "It's amazing. I admire it."

    Sitting for a while at this moment, Lu Qinghuan and the others also walked up slowly. Tong Chunxia vaguely felt a scorching gaze on him all the time. When he looked up, he happened to see Lan Ying.

    Seeing her looking over, Lan Ying turned her head away instantly.

    Chunxia was a little guilty for a while.

    Last time, she swore to Lan Ying that she was not with Duan Yanqiu, and she was very enthusiastic to help her with advice, but in the blink of an eye, she fell in love with Duan Yanqiu.

    In Lan Ying's eyes, she is a flourishing white lotus.

    Chunxia sighed.

    However, Lu Qinghuan had already walked in front of her quickly, covering Lan Ying's sight, and pulled her up with a smile: "Go, there is a gazebo on the mountain, go and make a wish."

    There is really a gazebo on the mountain.

    Tong Chunxia has lived here for more than ten years, but he has never climbed the mountain.  The altitude of the top of the mountain is actually not high, only about 1,000 meters, but the mountain is still much colder than the foot of the mountain.

    ? Chun Xia originally thought that there would be few people on the mountain during Chinese New Year, but unexpectedly the gazebo was overcrowded. Before approaching, I heard the noise of life, as if I was in a busy city.

    Only then did she see rows of cars parked on the side of another driveway, and they were the only ones who chose to walk up the hill.

    The gazebo is not big, but it is built on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the mountains.

    Beside the gazebo, there is a yellow jue tree that can only be embraced by two people with outstretched arms. The branches are covered with wooden signs.  Red tassels are hung under the wooden sign, and wishes are written on the board with a red pen. Once the red thread is wrapped, it can move with the wind.

    Some families bring the old and the young together, and the whole family goes out to pray to Buddha and make a wish, but there is a tendency that it is difficult to get off the small mountain top.  The incense ash shakes off, and smoke surrounds the Buddha statue.

    Lu Qinghuan dragged her into the depths of the crowd, walked to the small vendor selling wooden signs next to the Jue tree, and said excitedly: "Chun Xia, let's write one."

    "Write what?"

    Lu Qinghuan thought for a while, "Friendship lasts forever?"

    "Why don't you write a toast to our friendship?"

    Duan Yanqiu leaned over at this moment, stretched out his hand and flipped through the wooden sign, then paid the money and stuffed one for Chun Xia, "Let's write one."

    Tong Chunxia frowned, "I? Know what to write.  "

    "Is there anything you want most?"

    Tong Chunxia thought for a while, picked up the pen, and said brokenly: "I want to take the Tsinghua University exam¡ª¡ª"

    Duan Yanqiu coughed lowly, "Write something that can be realized."

    "I'm going to be admitted to Lanxiang Technical School¡ª¡ª"

    Lu Qing was happy, and quickly said: "Then I will take the New Oriental exam."

    Seeing Duan Yanqiu picking up a brush and writing, Tong Chunxia leaned over to take a look, only to see his slender fingers with well-defined joints, and when the pen fell, there were only two names.

    Tong Chunxia and Duan Yanqiu.

    Her name comes first.

    He is behind.

    It's like two people standing side by side, silent and solemn.

    Although there were only two names on the wooden sign, it seemed to give birth to infinite reverie and possibilities. Tong Chunxia lightly pursed his lips, and drew a love heart between the two names with a red pen.

    Duan Yanqiu smiled softly, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he reprimanded, "Vulgar."

    Lu Qinghuan on the side rolled his eyes, imitating Duan Yanqiu's emphasis, "vulgar."

    Tong Chunxia snorted, "Don't be so sour."

    Duan Yanqiu held the wooden sign and tied it with a red string. He always did things in a calm and orderly manner.  Tong Chunxia stared at his hand, the red thread circled in his hand, as if slowly taking root and sprouting in her heart.

    Then he hung the wooden sign on the iron wire of the Jue tree, and when the mountain wind blew, the wooden sign struck like a wind chime.

    At that time, she really believed, as if doing these stupid things would really last forever.

    Some classmates were calling them to set off fireworks on a higher mountain.

    There are small stalls selling cigarettes and alcohol on the mountain, and everyone bought all kinds of firecrackers and fireworks together.  Fortunately, there was no burning ban at that time, and the Chinese New Year still retains the flavor of the New Year. A group of people climbed to the top of the mountain, and the lights of the whole city flowed under their feet, just like the Milky Way.

    A few boys bought the kind of salute that soared into the sky, dozens of rounds shot through the sky, and the sound was shrill.  The girls chose relatively soft fireworks and the like.

    And Chunxia was even more timid, and only took a small firework and hid it in the corner to set it off.

    Duan Yanqiu scoffed at this, but not long after, he handed her another bundle of small fireworks.

    "Here, it's all for you."

    At the moment, Tong Chunxia was sitting leisurely on a big rock with Erlang's legs crossed, and half of the fireworks were still burning in his hand.  Seeing the classmates not far away looking here from time to time, she poked him, "Why don't you play with the classmates?"

    "I am withdrawn and don't fit in with them." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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