The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"I'll go! This view! You can see all the mountains and small mountains at once!"

Xiao Jiacheng stood on the edge of the mountain and looked around.

They were now on the top of the highest mountain behind Quinoa Garden.

The weather is very good today. After lunch, the sun is still shining, which is perfect for coming up to bask in the sun and cool down.

There is a large cherry blossom tree on the top of the mountain, which is quite old.

There is a flat boulder in front of the tree, with natural and bold stone tables and benches built on top of the natural stones.

The stone table was filled with fruits and snacks, and the large stone bench was covered with soft straw mats.

The rare warm sunshine in winter covers the top of the mountain, which is really pleasant.

Lin Haojie was lying on a stone bench, basking in the sun.

"Ouch, it's so comfortable~ Liao Fan regretted returning to his hometown so early, hahaha."

This was the place where Xiao Jingchuan was going to take Tang Jiao to see the snow and cherry blossoms on the day of the first snowfall.

She looked up intently at the clusters of pink and white cherry blossoms above her head. Her field of vision was filled with this fresh and gentle color.

Looking around from here, there are cherry blossom trees everywhere, blooming beautifully.

Even the shorter mountains on the opposite side are a stretch of pink, and the faint sweetness of cherry blossoms is felt in the breath.

When the wind blows, it's like being surrounded by cherry blossom rain.

So beautiful.

Tang Jiao stretched out his hand to catch a few cherry blossom petals that floated in front of him, his eyes full of touching.

Once, she was trapped in a hospital bed and missed the distant cherry blossoms in the window.

Nowadays, it is everywhere in the mountains and plains.

She unconsciously searched for Xiao Jingchuan's figure, and when she turned her head, she met his eyes as deep as a black pool.

Tang Jiao curled his lips and smiled, causing ripples to appear in the deep pool.

How excited a girl is, her heartbeat will tell.

A group of people were tired from playing, sitting or lying down, chatting all over the place.

"It's so fast! A semester has passed by in a flash."

Fang Xiaomin adjusted her glasses and agreed: "Yes, there is only one semester left in the sophomore year of high school, and it will be the senior year soon..."

"Have you ever thought about which university you want to go to?"

Chen Mili asked: "Or what major should I study?"

The young man's topic suddenly turned to the near future.

Fang Xiaomin said she wanted to study at a normal university.

Xiao Jiacheng said cheerfully: "Me? I just need to get admitted to a regular university in this city, majoring in science and engineering anyway."

Lin Haojie laughed at himself a little sadly: "I can study in whichever one I can pass, and I don't have a choice! If I don't pass, I can go to my family's shop to help."

Qi Dongyang threw the peanuts in his hand, picked them up with his mouth, chewed them, and said nonchalantly: "I can do it, maybe go abroad? It's not bad."

Qin Li glanced at him in surprise and found no fault. She raised her head and took a sip of yogurt as if drinking.

I couldn't help but complain: "Damn, you guys are really interesting. You don't even have a bottle of beer. It's the Children's Bureau."

Qi Dongyang sneered, glanced at Xiao Jingchuan, stretched out his legs and kicked Qin Li.

"What about you? Sister."

Qin Li had no intention of participating in this topic. When asked, she casually said, "I won't go to school! It's enough to finish high school."

"Hey, you are awesome!"

"Jingchuan, Tang Jiao, where are you two?"

Xiao Jiacheng asked: "Jingchuan must have chosen a few prestigious schools at random. Are you going to Beijing University? I guess you will be rushed to be recommended as soon as you enter the third year of high school."

Xiao Jingchuan sat casually leaning against the tree trunk, twitching the corners of his lips lazily.

"It's all right."

Look!The confidence of the god of learning.

They said: "Whatever, take whatever exam you can get."

The god of study is: "Whatever, you can go to any school you want."

Tang Jiao quietly turned his head to look at Xiao Jingchuan, and shyly said that he wanted to study medicine, without mentioning which school.

Everyone was startled, surprised, and yet it seemed reasonable.

Lin Haojie cheered and clapped his hands: "It's good to study medicine! If I have a headache or fever in the future, I will rely on Dr. Tang."

Tang Jiao smiled slightly and explained a little embarrassedly: "Just thinking about it temporarily."

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were soft, and he raised his hand to cover the back of Tang Jiao's head, rubbing it encouragingly.

Tang Jiao turned her head to meet his gaze, her pursed lips slightly curved, and her head unconsciously rubbed the big palm behind her with trust.

She wants to study medicine and go to the same university as Xiao Jingchuan.

Zeng Xiao Jingchuan's answer to her was, "Which university he goes to depends on Tang Jiao."

Tang Jiao had other plans in mind.

She will work hard and work harder so that no matter which school Xiao Jingchuan wants to go to in the future, he won't have to worry about her.

She will keep up with the boy.

They can go to the same university and continue studying together.

By then they had all grown up, and she wanted to officially confess her love to Xiao Jingchuan, pursue him, and be with him forever.

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"Tangtang, Mimi! Have you packed up? It's time to set off! Put on your coats."

Fang Fang and Tang Zhongyi were waiting at the entrance carrying large and small bags.

Tang Jiao closed the bedroom door, put on his backpack and came out.

"Here it comes -" Tang Mi procrastinated, holding her lambskin satchel in her arms and stuffing things into it, dropping things along the way.

"Mom, why does it have to be so early? Dad is driving anyway."

Fang Fang glared at her, "As I said last night, grandma will make lunch for us to eat when we get back."

"Hurry up, your uncle and aunt are waiting at the gate of the community."

Fang Fang and Tang Zhongyi grew up in the same village. The two families are close neighbors separated by a wall. The relationship between the older generations is very good.

After Tang Jiao's grandparents passed away, the whole family returned to his grandma's house every Spring Festival.

My hometown is in Qingcheng, and it takes almost three hours to drive. It snowed today, so I estimate it will take four hours.

Meeting up with his uncle Tang Zhongqiang's family's car at the gate of the community, Tang Jiexi in the back seat rolled down the window and greeted Tang Jiao warmly.

"Sister Tang Jiao, long time no see again, she's even more beautiful!"

Tang Jiao looked at him coldly and shouted: "Cousin, cousin."

Cousin Tang Meixiang has a good relationship with Tang Mi. As soon as she saw her, she started to clamor to sit over, but Tang Jiexi stopped her. "You are so big, go over and squeeze sister Tang Jiao."

He turned around and suggested: "How about you and sister Tang Jiao change seats, you sit over, and sister Tang Jiao and I sit."

"Okay!" Tang Meixiang said cheerfully.

"No change."

Tang Jiao decisively refused, rolled up the car window, put on his headphones and closed his eyes to rest.

Tang Mi, who was holding a tablet and preparing to watch dramas with Tang Meixiang, rolled her eyes and let out a speechless "chi".

It was already 12 noon when we arrived at my grandma’s house in Qingcheng, and the snow was falling heavily.

Tang Jiao tightened his down jacket, rolled up his scarf, and put on his hat before getting out of the car.

Grandma had been waiting at the entrance of the yard early. When she saw Tang Jiao, the old man smiled so much that wrinkles spread out on his face.

"Oh, our sugar baby is finally back!"

"Grandma, I'm back."

Tang Jiao smiled obediently and took two quick steps to meet him.

The old man's palms were rough, wrinkled and full of dark spots, but they were warm.

At this moment, I held Tang Zi's white and tender little hands tightly, and touched my granddaughter's rounder face and hair.

"Our sugar baby is getting more and more beautiful, our hair is dark and swarthy. It's so good."