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ps: Can't hold back!After paying off, Xu pulled Gu Yisheng into the women's toilet, pressed him against the wall, and kissed deeply for two hours.But because they missed the surgical c.ao operation and the aseptic standard test, both of them failed the department in tears.

Chapter 17 Chapter 17

end of december.To be precise, it was December 31st.

Finally, the so-called doomsday has come.Everyone's emotions seemed to have collapsed to an extreme.Mainly, of course, because it's the end of term month.Xueba learns from the dead for the sake of ranking.In order not to fail the course, the scumbags study hard.Learning□□In order to survive, you have to learn from the dead.

But today is different, this is called the end.And, it's the beginning of the New Year's Day holiday.

Who really believes the nonsense of doomsday?

But everyone is willing to believe that this is called self-entertainment.

But today's self-entertainment is not like buying some snacks, drinks and a few candles for fun like in junior high school. They are all college students, so it is natural to go home on the excuse of New Year's Day or go out to carnival on the excuse of the end of the day.

It was destined to be a quiet night, and there were very few people in the school.

Fu Qing, Xu and Gu Yisheng were each asked to go out to have a carnival for the New Year's Eve, but they both refused.Today at 09:30 in the library, they decided to take a good walk around the school.

The huge campus and the wide road are paved with a thin layer of dry ginkgo leaves, which rustle when stepped on.For some reason, Fu Qingxu felt that the street lights were extremely dim today, and her and Yi Sheng's shadows stretched and reflected on the side of the road, but they stuck together.

She took Yisheng's hand and walked through the small man-made garden.Because he was afraid that Yisheng's hands would get cold, he stuffed them into his coat pockets to keep them warm.

The two sat down on the stone chair next to the heart lake.Behind is a small forest, directly opposite is a large lake, and there is a faint street lamp in the distance.Excellent view, sparsely populated, even more inaccessible.

Fu Qingxu took Gu Yisheng's hand out and put it on his thigh, then clasped both hands, looked at her sideways, smiled, and said softly: "Yisheng, I want to ask you a question, when did you like her?" Fuck me? Although this question is a bit shameless, I am very curious."

"What about you?" Gu Yisheng pulled his hand, together with Fu Qingxu's hand, and put it on his hip, because there was clothes blocking it, so it wouldn't be cold.Then rub it gently with your fingertips.

"I..." Fu Qingxu paused, then moved his body a little closer, resting his head on the other hand, looking into Yisheng's eyes, and continued: "I went to a nursing home as a volunteer in the first semester of my freshman year." I saw you feeding an old n_ain_ai to eat dumplings. The sun was shining on you that day, and it was very warm. I felt surrounded by many people, but I don’t know why, but I only see you .”

Gu Yisheng smiled slightly, tightened his grip on holding hands, and then said, "I remember you sang "The Moon Represents My Heart", which was very nice. Do you still remember your freshman year?" The top ten singers who just started school, what clothes did you wear, how many boys gave you flowers, who played the accompaniment for you during the rehearsal?"

Of course I don't remember.Fu Qingxu shook his head in doubt.

Yisheng looked at her, and continued, "You wore a white T-shirt with cartoon cats printed on it that day, and five boys gave you flowers. I was the one who regulated the accompaniment. I also asked You, do you want the accompaniment to be louder during the chorus? You shook your head with a smile and told me no."

Fu Qingxu looked at Yisheng, and saw the smile on Yisheng's face, which was faint and soft.The tone is gentle and soft, as if telling an ancient story, and it feels like listening to a huqin, which is playing melodiously and naturally.

She thought of a passage in "Changing Ji" - if memory has a smell, it is the fragrance of camphor, sweet and safe, like the well-remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like the forgotten sorrow.

Memories are like a pool of water. Even if the past is magnificent and turbulent, it will eventually be silent in the depths, and finally return to calm and be content with the ordinary.Perhaps there is only a little undercurrent left, quietly surging.

Even though Yi Sheng spoke cryptically, she still understood.It was as if a tiny electric current touched the apex of the heart, numb the whole body, and then a hot current surged through, dilating all the pores.

It turned out that the person I had secretly admired for a long time had fallen in love with her a long time ago, much earlier than her.It made her feel very honored.And this kind of sweetness was something she had never expected.

The honey in my heart gradually brewed and formed a circle.

But then there was a trace of bitterness on the back of his tongue.Then Yisheng must have suffered more lovesickness, right?How embarrassing and obsessive is it in life to not be able to love?It is said that a secret love is a person's chaos, so how many times have they panicked?Probably countless.

If she had been braver and opened her mouth earlier, wouldn't they have already had such sweetness at their fingertips?

Thinking of this, Fu Qingxu couldn't help but lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, she felt a soft hand rubbing her head, and a pleasant voice rang in her ears, "Fool, what's the matter?"

Turning her head, it was Gu Yisheng, she was smiling, gentle and doting, there was a pool of water in her eyes, and Fu Qingxu saw herself in that pool of water.

My mood brightened up.So he shook his head and said, "It's nothing." Then he put his other hand on the back of Yisheng's hand.

Yi Sheng was still smiling, staring at her, and slowly opened his mouth: "Qing Xu, I want to ask you, if there are no doomsday rumors, if there is no matter about Senior Zhang Xuan, will your confession be delayed a little longer? Or..."

Yi Sheng didn't continue with the following sentence, "Let's say...", but Fu Qingxu understood.She knew that Yisheng wanted to ask her, "Or, do you plan to keep it in your heart?"