For example, talk about his life in the past few years, ask him about his future plans, and talk about his current mood.
But in the end, he couldn't say a word, and could only talk about irrelevant topics under the impetus of the situation.
It has been six years, and something natural has become unnatural, and the once "children's words" have become words.
Yu Wanfeng took a deep breath and smiled: "It's nothing, I just feel that I always tell you all the things I'm afraid of without realizing it. It's amazing."
She has always, rarely revealed her inner fragility to others.
She is always strong to the point of brutality, optimistic to the point of madness.
Zhong Chumian took it for granted: "I am your boyfriend, if you don't tell me what you are afraid of, who else do you want to tell?"
"Don't be joking all the time. No one else is here now, so you don't have to say such things."
Yu Wanfeng felt that this day was dead.
She blushed, glared at him, turned and left.
This person doesn't speak seriously.
Zhong Chumian sighed, there was nothing he could do, but when he was serious, she only took it as a joke.
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¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿
Yu Wanfeng got into trouble.
It is said that she beat up the little fat guy in the same class and was recorded by the class teacher.
This news was told by Xu Mingchuan to Zhong Chumian.
At that time, he was studying by himself in the evening, and the old class was sitting on the podium with sharp eyes.
But he just stood up, grabbed his schoolbag and walked out.
Xu Mingchuan followed out.
The old class straightened up and cursed: "Do you still have a little discipline?"
Xu Mingchuan's voice came from a distance: "Teacher, let's go to Teacher Xiong, we have something to do!"
The old class was startled, did Mr. Xiong sing to Zhong Chumian again?
During Mr. Xiong's teaching career, there were quite a few students who opposed him. He thought that the devil was as tall as one foot, and the little kids couldn't make waves.
Only Zhong Chumian stumbled here.
It was not enough to plant it once, so I planted it a second time.
But this second time, it was actually related to a little girl.
How did Yu Wanfeng and Zhong Chumian "engage" together, but Zhong Chumian, a well-behaved boy who has always been taciturn, pleaded for mercy for that mischievous boy Yu Wanfeng, which is really strange.
Teacher Xiong naturally disagreed.
Zhong Chumian gritted her teeth: "Mr. Xiong, I seem to have heard you sing again just now."
Teacher Xiong exploded: "Don't use this trick again! Let me tell you, even if you fail the exam again, it's not because of me singing, but because of your puppy love!"
This plan failed, and Zhong Chumian changed another condition: "I heard that you like listening to Jacky Cheung's songs."
Teacher Xiong's eyes lit up, but he remained silent.
"I happen to like Jacky Cheung too. I have all his early tapes."
Teacher Xiong grinned: "So?"
"I can give it all to you. I hope you can consider revoking Yu Wanfeng's punishment."
This is the condition Zhong Chumian offered.
In the end, the deal was finally reached.
When leaving the office, Xu Mingchuan chased Zhong Chumian and frowned: "Zhong Chumian, do you really want to give Jacky Cheung's tapes to Mr. Xiong? Jacky Cheung is your favorite singer, you managed to collect it!"
In this era, tapes have long been a thing of the past. To collect all the tapes produced by singers in their early years, money is not enough.
What's more, Zhong Chumian has no money.
That is Zhong Chumian's favorite singer.
Zhong Chumian didn't speak, kept walking, just nodded.
Xu Mingchuan sighed: "You really, like her so much?"
"I didn't have many favorite people and things since I was a child. One is mathematics and the other is Jacky Cheung."
At that time, Zhong Chumian told Xu Mingchuan like this.
Xu Mingchuan was stunned.
The only two things he loves can be given up for her.
Xu Mingchuan stopped in his tracks.
Seeing Zhong Chumian go away, he smiled.
A little bit bitter.
Knuckles clenched the pocket, tightened it and let it go, finally took it out, shredded it, and threw it into the trash can in the corner.
It was a confession letter.
There are a few words on the envelope, neatly written: Yu Wanfeng (received). (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com