The asphalt road winds far and far away, and the plane trees standing on both sides of the road whisper in the wind. The afternoon sun was too lazy, like a cicada perching.
She looked towards an unknown distance.
"Will you come back?"
"Yes." Shi Jian rubbed her head, her voice was very slow, as if she wanted her to hear every word clearly, "You are still here, why don't I come back."
Shi Manman let out an "oh", obviously not feeling much about Shi Jian's words.
Shi Jian was laughed angrily by her, and sighed: "At that time, classmate Xiaoman, I was leaving, don't you plan to give me some parting gift?"
She knew what he was talking about.
A little blush was on her fair face, but she lowered her eyes to look at the toes of her canvas shoes.
"How do I know what you want?"
He said something.
Then he brushed away the hair that fell to her waist, and when he lowered his eyes, he imprinted his cool lips.
When Shi Manman was dazed by his kiss, he heard his words clearly.
¡ª¡ª"If you haven't prepared a gift, I'll take it myself."
The boy's voice was hoarse and magnetic in the wind.
She seemed to feel that this moment was extremely long, and she would always remember¡ª¡ª
Eighteen-year-old Xia.
There are figures of teenagers and girls under the plane trees.
They hug each other.
They fell in love.
They are respectively.
In the last moment, Manman was rubbed by the boy, and he whispered in her ear.
"Hey, take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back."
So she looked towards the unknown distance.
In the afternoon, the last bus in the town arrived.
It left again, taking the boy with it.
Shi Manman finally laughed out loud at his childishness before parting, his face was brighter than the warm sun in March.
But she cried again, and even she didn't know why. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com