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Because of the discovery of the letter, Cheng Youyou ate the whole meal absent-mindedly. He only said a few words of his intuition when he first tasted each dish, and then he just focused on eating.

When Xie Yi came back after taking a shower and drying his hair, he found that there were a few empty plates on the table, and looked at Cheng Youyou in surprise:

"Apprentice, didn't you eat on the plane?"

Cheng Youyou was reminded by her, so she stopped her chopsticks, subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the empty plate in front of her, and was about to say something, but she just said, "Hi~"

The warning that the stomach is full came belatedly.

She stood up with a bitter face in an instant, holding the table with one hand in worry, and touched her stomach with the other hand:

"It's over, Master, I seem to be full."

Because Zhang San and Li Siwei were not used to being next to her, she sent them away from the table as early as after a little tasting and commenting, and the end result of staring blankly while eating was- —

One accidentally ate too much.

more than usual.

So much so that when she got up, she felt that she had to hold on to something to walk.

Seeing her stupid look, Xie Tiao just couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know how he found such a stupid apprentice, asked her to wait here, and went back to his room to help her get some digestion tablets.

Cheng Youyou quickly waved her hand, indicating that she was not exaggerating, and pulled Xie Yi back to the dining table, pointing to the remaining food that was basically untouched, and asked her to eat it while it was still warm.

Carrying a black Miu Miu backpack with rivets, he walked out of this big room, intending to go back to his room next door.

Xie Tiao looked at her preoccupied look, and shook his head lightly after a while——

The matter of feelings is the least that others can help.

……

When I booked the hotel, I booked a total of two big rooms, one for two boys and the other for three girls.

In addition to the common living room and bathroom, there is also a small room with a bed and a door, which can make them have their own independent space.

Cheng Youyou returned to her room, and after saying hello to You Jinran who was drinking yogurt in the living room, she hurried back to her room. The suitcase she brought was still standing quietly by the wall. Exactly the same location as when you left.

You Jinran was about to stop her when he caught her sight, but she walked too fast, so he could only give up, planning to finish the cup of yogurt in his hand before talking.

in the room.

Cheng Youyou placed the backpack casually on the seat next to her, squatted halfway, with one knee resting on the cold tiled floor, put the box down on its side, and pulled the zipper to open it.

Then he turned to the side of the compartment, unzipped two layers of zippers, and took out a book with a dark green cover from the innermost side.

That is her diary.

Because there was a lot of pressure in the third year of high school, I would occasionally write in the diary, so this book recorded the life at that time with a lot of childish brushstrokes. At the same time, it almost recorded in detail most of the time she and Luo Zijin spent together .

There is a paragraph of brevity, and there are several pages of narrative.

The cover of the book is still very new after many years, and she has always treated it properly, and even hardly leaves it.

However, the surface of the book was wrapped with transparent tape, which meant that she didn't want to open the diary in a short time——

She thought she would not have the courage to open it until she was old.

Until he dared to face the fiery feelings he had back then, with the shyness and shyness of his first love, but almost going forward bravely.

When she sealed this diary, she thought that the day she opened it again in the future, she would be able to look at the secret love back then with a smile, and maybe she could chat with others after dinner, about the one she liked back then. How beautiful that man is.

However, this past never faded away in her life, and that person came to her again.

Cheng Youyou stroked the transparent tape on the dark green cover of the diary. Due to the design, there should be some uneven patterns on the surface of the book, but they were all blocked by the tape and became smooth and smooth.

She looked around, and took out a bunch of key chains from the backpack on the seat next to her. A small nail clipper was hung between the keys, and the middle part used to sharpen the nails was sharp.

So she tore out the sharp part, gestured at the side of the notebook, and then poked it in and drew it down.

The cover of the notebook is wider than the paper inside, so the tape on the side did not adhere to each page tightly, leaving some hollowed out places, which were neatly cut.

It's a big project to remove the tape on it, so Cheng Youyou didn't bother at all, and just sealed the book so that it could be opened and read.

Countless colorful pieces of paper fell out of it.

Sometimes she felt bored in class and didn’t dare to talk, so she tore off the beautiful letter paper bought at the canteen and the note passed by Luo Zijin; I temporarily wrote it down on scratch paper, then tore it up and put it in a diary.

Among the countless colorful pieces of paper, there was a crumpled letter with a maple leaf pattern.

There are also traces of brown unknown liquid drying on the corners.

——It was the love letter that Cheng Youyou summoned up the courage to hand out to Luo Zijin back then. After being crumpled and thrown into the trash can by the other party, she went to pick it up by herself and smoothed the marks on it again, but it was stained with the food inside. Oil from the box, so it's impossible to get it clean anyway.

The wrinkles on it are like the traces left by the other party's actions on her heart.

It will always be able to restore the surface reluctantly, but in fact the inside has always been ugly.

She slowly picked up the envelope. The paper has become a little brittle because it has been stored for many years and has not been exposed to light, so her movements are much lighter.

As if picking up the glass heart that was shattered and glued back by itself bit by bit, although it was already full of scars, the attitude was still cautious.

Because I was afraid of falling the second time.

She put the letter on the table next to the seat, took out the pink letter from the black backpack, and placed them side by side.

The one on the left is crumpled, the other is pristine.

After many years, Cheng Youyou really doesn't remember what he wrote in the letter, but he still remembers the most important confession clearly.

She stared at the envelope and thought of an afternoon in her third year of high school.

……

That day was the day after the college entrance examination, and the grades hadn't come out yet, and the third-year students went back to school to fill in the files.

Luo Zijin had something to do at home, so he left first, and then only Jiang Zhenxuan and her were left in the classroom.

The boy smiled and handed her a love letter, and kindly asked her to hand it to Luo Zijin.

That envelope was bought when she and Jiang Zhenxuan went shopping together in the bookstore before the college entrance examination.

When you are a student, whether you are a top student or a scumbag, you should be more or less interested in choosing stationery.

Every time Cheng Youyou is on vacation, it is difficult to ask Luo Zijin out, especially to the bookstore. After all, she doesn't need to worry about Luo Zijin's stationery, let alone choose the bookstore to study.

Because she thinks that wherever she does the quizzes, she just does it, and she doesn’t need to find a place like a bookstore to study—it’s the same when she’s in class, no matter if the surrounding voices are the teacher lecturing, or other students chatting between classes , she can completely immerse herself in the world of brushing questions.

And Cheng Youyou happened to be quite similar to Jiang Zhenxuan's hobbies in this area.

It was the same that time. She picked out a few new notebooks, bought a box of gel refills for Mitsubishi pens, and wandered to the area of ​​envelopes and letter paper.

Although there is no one who can make her write a letter, put a stamp on it and send it out, but she just likes to collect beautiful stationery, and feels that this is the embodiment of the few literary feelings in her study career.

There were several stacks of letter paper, but what she saw at a glance was the thin maple leaf letter paper left.

The maple leaf-colored bottom is decorated with a patterned border with light gold glitter.

Just let her catch a glance.

When she went back with the stack of letter papers, Jiang Zhenxuan was paying the bill, glanced at the stack of letter papers in her arms, and boasted:

"Hey, this letter paper looks good. Where did you get it? I want a copy too."

Cheng Youyou let out an 'ah' and replied:

"But this is the last one..."

Jiang Zhenxuan didn't feel too sorry, just smiled and said to her: "It's okay, then you will give me one in a while, and I will take it as a souvenir."

Cheng Youyou would not laugh at his sissy-like hobbies, but was happy to share his things with him, so he just nodded and said yes.

Later, he also gave half of it to him, including two copies of the Maple Leaf envelope.

It's just that Jiang Zhenxuan wrote a love letter with that letter paper.

Cheng Youyou couldn't tell how he felt when he saw the love letter.

It's incredibly complicated, mixed with envy, jealousy and inferiority complex.

What people like is that they can say it openly, but I and Luo Zijin have been at the same table for a whole year, but I am so timid that I dare not even say a word of liking.

The letter in front of her clearly reflected her timidity.

But it seemed that she saw a transparent arch bridge between herself and Luo Zijin, but the sunlight was so bright that she could hardly see it clearly, thinking that the distance between the two of them could not be shortened no matter what.

She forgot how she agreed.

It’s just that when I went home with that letter in my mouth, I felt like I had a bomb in my bag, and the only thing in my mind was this——

Jiang Zhenxuan wanted to confess his love to his deskmate.

If her deskmate agrees...

Then, she has no chance in this life.

Cheng Youyou even felt that as soon as she closed her eyes, the wedding march sounded in her ears. Luo Zijin in a wedding dress and Jiang Zhenxuan in a suit walked from the end of the red carpet arm in arm, and she didn't even know that the auditorium next to her was There is no place for yourself.

For the first time, this imaginary picture made her feel unwilling.

Obviously she spends more time with Luo Zijin than Jiang Zhenxuan...

In the bottom of my heart, a little man with his arms akimbo shouted:

"My deskmate will teach me to do math problems. Although she often thinks I'm stupid, she only teaches me!"

"I'm the one at the same table who talks the most in class!"

"My deskmate must be my favorite!"

When I yelled the last sentence, I could find my own sternness...

However, she was so convinced by herself.

If Luo Zijin was destined to date someone in the class, then...why wouldn't that person be him?

Even if, even if Luo Zijin doesn't like her, it won't embarrass her too much, she can still come back and be a friend, a good friend of that person for life, right?

Thinking of this, Cheng Youyou called Jiang Zhenxuan back as soon as he got home.

"I'm sorry, Zhenxuan, that letter..."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhenxuan didn't know who he was playing with, the music in the background was so loud that she could hardly hear the sound.

Later, he went to a quieter cubicle, and asked Cheng Youyou what was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I've thought about it for a long time, and I feel that confession should be done by myself. I can't help you pass this letter out. I'm really sorry, Zhenxuan."

Cheng Youyou held the landline at home, bowed almost every time she apologized, and let Cheng Jin, who came out of the room to pour water after finishing her homework, cast a puzzled look at her.

Jiang Zhenxuan on the opposite side was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.

The laughter was so obvious that Cheng Youyou could hear it clearly even through the distant music in the background.

She heard Jiang Zhenxuan ask clearly:

"It has nothing to do with those, it's because you don't want to hand it over for me, right?"

This question was so sharp that it almost directly pierced Cheng Youyou's little thoughts deep in his heart that he didn't want to tell others, and thought he had hidden them very well.

She was at a loss for words, so she had to repeat the apology again:

"sorry."

Cheng Youyou really feels sorry...I'm sorry that I fell in love with the same person as him, so I can't help him against my will, for fear that I will regret it for many years and make my stomach green.

"I'll return the letter to you next time, and I haven't opened it—"

After apologizing, she had no choice but to return the property to its original owner.

However, Jiang Zhenxuan snorted softly, and replied to her: "No, you can throw it away for me, I will write a new one next time."

After speaking, Jiang Zhenxuan hung up the phone first.

From that phone call, there was a vague gap between the two of them, and Cheng Youyou knew that the two of them would never be the same again.

Unknowingly, from friends to... rivals.

She went back to the room, took out all the stationery she had bought from before to now, and wanted to pick out the most beautiful stack, record her thoughts and the confession that could not be put into words, and then handed it to Luo Zijin.

Only such a serious matter can reflect the importance she attaches to Luo Zijin.

Unfortunately, after a long time, she found that none of the stacks were as good-looking as the Maple Leaf stack.

Cheng Youyou bit her lower lip and struggled for a long while, then chose the maple leaf letter paper with complicated emotions, then wrote down the draft word by word on the draft paper next to it, and scribbled and corrected it for a long time before carefully transcribing the content Copy it onto brand new maple leaf letter paper.

Perhaps the more deliberate, the written words are not so good-looking. She looked at the one she had transcribed and felt unsatisfied. She practiced every word on the manuscript paper more than ten times before taking out the second one. A piece of letter paper, one word after another, continue to be coded up.

While writing, I somehow thought of the protagonist in the text "The True Story of Ah Q". When he was drawing the prison before going to the execution ground, he felt that he must draw the most beautiful circle, but in the end it turned into a q.

But now Cheng Youyou is clearly writing a love letter, why should he follow the execution ground?

She frowned at the desk, throwing out the college entrance examination knowledge points that filled her mind.

But a few days later—

Everything that happened just proved her hunch at the time.

Cheng Youyou saw with her own eyes that Luo Zijin crumpled the letter up in front of her, and then threw it into the trash can without hesitation like that, knocking her careful expectations and the little bit of courage she had saved up. smash.

When her back was swallowed by the corner, Cheng Youyou moved to the trash can step by step, and looked down at the trash can, but her vision was so blurred that she couldn't focus, even if she blinked hard, she could only get a moment of clarity.

She dug out her abandoned thoughts from the trash can, sat on the open space she used to like to go to when skipping classes, pressed the envelope on the cold tiled floor, and smoothed it out little by little, as if this could smooth herself There was a sharp pain in the chest that rose with the breath.

However, the stain on the edge of the envelope in the trash can could not be removed. She rubbed her fingers on the slightly dried stain for a long time, and when she found that there was no effect at all, she finally couldn't help crying.

The wind at 'St. Valentin' was still as strong as before, and it blew in from the outside, trying to bring her sorrow to another person, but never caught up with the hem of the departing person.

……

You Jinran knocked on the door of Cheng Youyou's room, and waited patiently at the door to discuss things with her.

Not long after, the door opened, and the person standing at the door looked at her with red eyes, as if he didn't realize that there was something wrong with his current state.

You Jinran pushed up her glasses, and was about to tell her about the date that the crew of "Ling Jun" will be promoting a variety show and invite her to participate, but the words came to her lips and turned into concerns:

"are you OK?"

If she remembers correctly, when Cheng Youyou came back before, she was happily sitting at the dining table, eating the celebration banquet prepared by Zhang San and Li Si, but it turned out that it was only a short while. She hides in the room and cries?

You Jinran's sixth sense as a woman reminded her that the anchor she was in charge of encountered troublesome emotional problems.

So she racked her brains and thought about it, trying to find out who Cheng Youyou had contacted the most recently. After thinking for a long time, neither Zhang San nor Li Si seemed suspicious, and Cheng Youyou only went to the United States with Xie Yi. ...

Wait a minute, the night Cheng Youyou first arrived in the capital, who did he seem to meet when he went out?

You Jinran had an idea in mind, and when she wanted to speak to Cheng Youyou again, the person in front of her had already sorted out her emotions, let her into the room, and asked:

"What's the matter, Sister You? Is there something wrong with the platform recently?"

You Jinran didn't go in, but said instead: "Just now Zhang San made peach jelly and frozen it in the refrigerator, it should be ready by now, do you want to eat it?"

She felt that she had to let Cheng Youyou eat something sweet first, to soothe her possibly hurt heart, so that she could further talk about relationship issues with her.

This proposal coincides with Cheng Youyou's mood at the moment.

I feel that it is really worth eating some desserts to improve my mood index at this moment.

So she followed You Jinran to the living room.

At that time, Xie Tiao had already finished eating next door, and when she came back, she took out a few bowls of jelly from the refrigerator, said 'Yo', and said in surprise:

"My apprentice has finally exposed the original shape of the rabbit spirit?"

Cheng Youyou blinked, turned her head to look at her, and then suddenly realized that her eyes might not be in good condition.

She rubbed her eyes, and explained to her master in a soft voice: "I was chasing a drama in the room just now, that's why it happened."

Xie Yi had just heard about the "love letter" from Zhang San and Li Si, how could she believe what she said, but seeing that she was not in a good state at the moment, she didn't say much, just walked over and rubbed her Her head was as if an adult was comforting a sad child at home.

Cheng Youyou endured it so as not to let the heat in her eyes shine again.

Pretending to lower his head to get the jelly in the refrigerator.

The peach jelly is frozen in a small ordinary bowl, and there is a white porcelain plate under each bowl. After Cheng Youyou washed the plate, he put the jelly upside down on the white plate, and it came out immediately. A round, light pink jelly with peach pulp clearly visible at the bottom.

After placing the three bowls of jelly on the white plates, she looked up and saw You Jinran's worried gaze under the lens, and after passing the other's plate over, she smiled lightly and replied:

"I'm really fine. Sister You, if you have something to say, just say it."

"The "Ling Jun" you participated in before has been finalized. It will be released in April next year. Next month, the crew will be on the ace variety show on Orange Channel. You have to spare some time at that time. This variety show is still conducive to increasing your popularity. " Seeing that her mood was still stable, You Jinran spoke out her previous draft.

Cheng Youyou nodded, took a bowl of peach jelly and walked to her room, and replied seriously:

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

……

After entering the room and standing with her back against the door panel for a while, Cheng Youyou lifted the hand that was not holding the plate and pressed the slightly swollen corners of her eyes.

Then she looked straight up at the ceiling until the temperature in her eyes dropped a little before returning to the table. After putting away the jelly, she looked down at the two letters.

A small silver spoon is placed on the edge of the white plate, so that it is convenient to eat the jelly by yourself.

She picked up a spoon and dug a corner of the peach jelly, and when she put it in her mouth, her eyes fell on the pink envelope of Luo Zijin.

The ice-cold sweetness that melted in the mouth gradually spread on the lips, and the dense and sweet pulp inside was eaten, and the sweet juice splashed between the teeth after biting down.

As if she had finally made a decision, she put down the spoon and was about to open the letter from Luo Zijin when the phone rang.

She had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and look at it, and found that the word "same table" was jumping on it, and she slid her thumb over the answer button naturally, and put the mobile phone to her ear:

"Hey?"

"Have you arrived at the hotel?" Luo Zijin's voice came from there.

Cheng Youyou nodded lightly, and responded, "Mmm..."

"I gave you something. It's in your bag. Did you see it?" The background voice of the person on the other side of the phone was as quiet as her own, allowing her to hear Luo Zijin's clear voice without any effort. Clearly.

Even the slightest hint of temptation in his tone was clearly heard.

There was a little smile in Cheng Youyou's eyes, and she still replied "Yes", but this time, after thinking about it, she shook her head and added:

"I haven't opened it yet."

She didn't dare to open it yet.

Luo Zijin raised his hand on the other side and rubbed between his brows, then sighed, and said seriously:

"sorry."

"It's okay." Cheng Youyou immediately picked up her words.

When she picked the envelope out of the trash can that afternoon, even if Luo Zijin didn't apologize, Cheng Youyou had already decided to forgive her, otherwise she wouldn't go to the capital to find her again.

"When I saw that envelope, I thought you were delivering a love letter to Jiang Zhenxuan, so I threw it away angrily. I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you..." Luo Zijin hesitated again and again. explained it again.

Although her explanation came too late.

Even after she was angry, she called Cheng Youyou during the summer vacation and made it clear that maybe when they were in college, the two of them would still have a chance to realize their previous dream.

God gave her a chance, but she missed it again and again.

So now Luo Zijin decided that no matter what happened in the future, she would hold him in her hands and never let him go again.

When Cheng Youyou heard her words, she was stunned for a long time before she realized:

"The afternoon you filled out the information... did you see it?"

It turned out that Luo Zijin saw Jiang Zhenxuan handing her the love letter.

Luo Zijin responded, and said, "I forgot my school card in the drawer, go back and get it."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

This silence made Luo Zijin feel uneasy.

But just from Cheng Youyou's point of view and imagining what happened that afternoon when she filled out the volunteer application, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, and then it seemed as if a knife had rolled all over her blood. Wherever the blood flowed, the sharp pain spread everywhere. where.

Luo Zijin closed her eyes and called her name in a low voice:

"long."

Hearing her voice, Cheng Youyou suddenly woke up holding the phone, a self-deprecating arc slowly appeared on the corner of her lips, she pinched the phone hard, but still could only reply:

"No, it's fine..."

She smiled, and continued on her own: "Yes... I'm too stupid, I should change a piece of paper."

With another envelope, it turned out that the intentions handed out back then could be correctly conveyed to Luo Zijin.

She was obviously laughing, but she heard the sound of 'tick', 'tick', Cheng Youyou hurriedly looked down, and found that two splashes of water had splashed on the pink envelope paper, dyeing the small piece of pink much deeper.

She quickly picked up the envelope and shook it, sniffed, and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"I'm the one who's stupid and hopeless. Even if you wanted to give me a bomb, I should have accepted it without blinking an eye and said 'thank you'."

Luo Zijin's voice came clearly from the other end, making Cheng Youyou laugh again while wiping away her tears.

She shook her head, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, she said as if sighing:

"It's my unlucky..."

Obviously, he worked very hard. When he confessed, he mustered up the courage to write a love letter. Later, he tried very hard to keep up with Luo Zijin, who had already passed the Beijing Film Academy, even if he misunderstood that the other party was with Jiang Zhenxuan——

So I thought, let's settle for the next best thing, at least one day when I can stand shoulder to shoulder with her in career, but in the end, in the year when Luo Zijin officially appeared on the screen, she fell into an inexplicable illness, and even herself His father was so ill that he couldn't visit him, and after he finally recuperated, he carefully considered and withdrew from this difficult and dangerous business.

It wasn't until eight years later that a variety show brought the person who had won the Academy Award for Best Actress to her again.

Luo Zijin lowered his eyes and asked back:

"……yes?"

The voice was too low, and Cheng Youyou, who had too many thoughts in her head, couldn't hear clearly for a while, and she was puzzled: "Huh?"

Luo Zijin's voice was much clearer this time, and he replied clearly:

"I said, I, like, like, you."

Cheng Youyou: "!"

A few simple words convey an almost deafening effect.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her throat was blocked for a while, and the heat that had just receded in her eyes came back up again. This time, even the "head up method" didn't work, her eyes were like a broken faucet , splashing out of the water.

She heard Luo Zijin say from the opposite side:

"Since you always encounter accidents of one kind or another when confessing your confession, let me say it."

"I like you. I have liked you since many years ago, when I was at the same table as you in the third year of high school."

"Can you be my girlfriend?"

Luo Zijin uttered the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time in one breath, listening to his own heartbeat beside his ear, he thought: This is his own style.

Go straight to the point, don't give the other party any chance to evade, and express your mind clearly.

In fact, she should have done so long ago.

If it could be earlier, would Cheng Youyou suffer less grievances?

Cheng Youyou raised her hand to cover her mouth, thinking that getting along with Luo Zijin during this time had already satisfied her, but she didn't expect that when she heard her confession, she would still be unable to suppress her emotions like this.

It seems that the grievance in the afternoon many years ago did not cry out, but was hidden in the bottom of my heart until today, so it completely collapsed like a mountain torrent.

Hearing her muffled sobs, Luo Zijin panicked again, thinking that the timing she picked was not right, and now it's all right, everyone else's confession is happy, and it's her turn to always put people in the wrong place. Make cry.

In fact, she planned it very well at first, and planned to talk about it on Cheng Youyou's birthday, or to pick another good day—to say this sentence solemnly, instead of appearing a little hasty like this, or even Have to be across the phone.

But she couldn't help it anymore, she didn't want to wait another day, ever since Xiaolu interrupted her getting along with Cheng Youyou that day, Luo Zijin realized that Cheng Youyou had waited too long for a day.

It is a waste of the other party if it is so long that you procrastinate for a minute and a second.

but……

Now it seems that she... was wrong again?

Luo Xueba, who has poor love knowledge, once again spurned her lack of preparation in her heart. Now that the person is not in front of her, she can't even hug and kiss her, so she can only comfort her in a low voice through the phone:

"Don't cry, is it too casual for me to say that, I will go tomorrow, no, I will go there now-"

Having said that, Luo Zijin thought about his own arrangement, and really seriously thought about the possibility of confessing his love face to face.

Cheng Youyou kept shaking his head, and replied:

"No, no, I, I'm so happy..."

She thought she couldn't wait for this day, so when this surprise fell in front of her as she wished, she didn't even know what to do.

It turned out that the person she had liked for so many years was also like her.

"It's like a dream... That's what you told me in the dream the night I came to the capital to help you celebrate your birthday."

Cheng Youyou hurriedly wiped away her tears, but there was always a nasal sound in her answering voice, as if the grievance hadn't gone away.

Hearing her words, Luo Zijin laughed and said:

"Idiot, that's not a dream."

Cheng Youyou's eyes widened in surprise.

So, she had actually heard Luo Zijin's confession earlier?

She unconsciously asked her doubts, and heard Luo Zijin answering with a chuckle:

"Yes, then do you want to promise me?"

Cheng Youyou raised her hand and touched the pink envelope, as if she was touching a new relationship she had just started. Listening to her softening her voice, she replied preciously:

"it is good."

I would like to be your girlfriend.

The two of them laughed together through the phone.

Outside the window is the bright sunshine of late summer, as if their tireless and passionate love has been extended from the summer eight years ago to today.

And on the table in the window, the sweet peach jelly was still quietly lying on the white plate, as if it had foreshadowed the coming of happiness.

The author has something to say: I just want to ask, those who say they are not together yet, come out and express their thoughts.

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