I don't just want to dream about you

Although I have long realized that my confession will be rejected, but after listening to it, I am still more or less disappointed.

Chen Hao helped his glasses frame a bit, showing a very gentlemanly smile.He has been trying to make himself calm over the years, becoming a humble and reliable person in the eyes of others.

People will always be obsessed with what they can't get, and those who are moved for the first time are especially obsessed.Chen Hao is no exception.

"I was joking with you, why do you take it seriously?"

Are you kidding me?Obviously the tone just now was so serious.Meng Yihuan didn't want to think about it too much, since the other party said it was a joke, it would be meaningless for her to be serious.

Meng Yihuan originally thought that Chen Hao would be embarrassed, so she said goodbye to herself decisively.But he didn't expect that this person was so thick-skinned that he would go all the way with him.

The Chinese teacher had just joined the class when he taught Meng Yihuan, and he was very young.After many years, when they met again, Meng Yihuan was surprised to find that her Chinese teacher was getting younger and younger.

"You two came together?"

Before Chen Hao came to the Chinese teacher's house, he had already said hello in advance.But Meng Yihuan came suddenly. The Chinese teacher was a little surprised when he saw Meng Yihuan.Instead it was a surprise.

The last time Meng Yihuan and his Chinese teacher met was when he was just taking his postgraduate entrance examination, so he shared the good news with the teacher.

"no no"

"We came together"

Two people answered different answers at the same time.Meng Yihuan who said no looked at Chen Hao in surprise.

Only then did Chen Hao say helplessly, "I made a slip of the tongue"

The Chinese teacher looked at the two former students in front of him with great interest.It seems that Luo Hua intends to be ruthless.

But at that time, he could see that his student liked Meng Yihuan.He is obviously a proud and arrogant little boy, but his temperament has been tempered so much over the past few years.

Look at another student of yours.Looking as if they had just lost their love and lost their souls, it seemed that these two people would not be able to make it.

The Chinese teacher was very satisfied with his guess in his heart, and welcomed the two students standing at the door.

The first thing Meng Yihuan did when he entered the house was to look at the shoe cabinet of the Chinese teacher's house. He was a little surprised to see that there was still only one person's shoes in it.

Does my Chinese teacher spend the Chinese New Year alone?

Chen Hao was holding a box of milk in his hand, while Meng Yihuan bought some fruits.If it wasn't for the fact that there was almost [-] centimeters between them, they would not be considered as a couple.

"Teacher, are you alone in your room?" Meng Yihuan asked as he lifted the fruit to the living room table.

"Daily life of an old bachelor" The Chinese teacher has a good relationship with Meng Yihuan, so the tone of his speech is much more casual.

Chen Hao stood obediently behind Meng Yihuan wearing a disposable shoe cover, with a smile on his face and nothing to say, it really looked a little bit like that.

"How could it be!" Meng Yihuan wants to prove to her Chinese teacher that although the position of the most beautiful teacher in the school is always occupied by the female teacher in the math group, her Chinese teacher is also quite attractive.

The Chinese teacher couldn't hold back a smile, "My husband is on a business trip and only comes back at night."

Tsk tsk tsk, this is already a good hand in showing affection before getting married.Meng Yihuan felt wronged for the moment of sympathy he had just shown.

Heh woman, if you fall in love, you fall in love, and you still lie to people that you don't have it.The expression on Meng Yihuan's face darkened instantly.As if to regain his dignity, Meng Yihuan asked, "Then there's nothing on this shoe cabinet...."

What should the object of my teacher be called?Meng Yihuan got stuck, if it was a male teacher's object, he would know to call her teacher's wife.What about the object of the female teacher?Call Master?

"Take it for washing." The Chinese teacher didn't notice Meng Yihuan's emotional change, but glanced at Chen Hao behind Meng Yihuan.

"Why don't you speak?" Meng Yihuan followed the Chinese teacher's gaze to Chen Hao, and Fox asked.

Didn't this person come to see the Chinese teacher?Why didn't he say a word, instead, he, who was called halfway, kept beeping and beeping endlessly.

Meng Yihuan felt embarrassed.

"It's fun to hear you talk"

Well, I'm sorry, I can just stay away with such emotions.Meng Yihuan gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After exchanging pleasantries for more than an hour, seeing that the Chinese teacher was about to leave him and Chen Hao for dinner, Meng Yihuan hastily bid farewell.

Leaving from the Chinese teacher's house, outside is the busiest street when I was in high school.

The milk tea shop next to the school has been open for many years. Although it is not a branded milk tea shop, it is the memory of these students after all, and it is still booming and lively.

The roujiamo at the end of the street is particularly delicious. It puts some chopped green peppers to relieve the greasy taste.

Mochi is about to eat the small stall set up by the old man at the school gate, the chewy and sweet ones are just right.

Many, many memories of high school came to mind, and Meng Yihuan felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and immediately decided to buy a cup of milk tea first, and then eat some meat clip mochi or something.

The characteristic of this milk tea shop is that the message board is very large. Whether it is new or old, those sticky notes will not be lost, but stored.

Meng Yihuan ordered himself a cup of Cheese Sijichun Shaobing.Just stood and looked at these sticky notes on the message board.

Chen Hao also stood beside Meng Yihuan.

"See if these are nostalgic?" Chen Hao asked.

Most of his high school career was devoted to various competitions.A small part of the time is spent arguing with Meng Yihuan for English scores.

He has never been to a milk tea shop. He believes that the sugar intake in milk tea is too high, and if he drinks too much, it will affect his intelligence.

But since Meng Yihuan drank all of it, he wouldn't say anything more.

"It's okay." Meng Yihuan knew even with her eyes closed that the content on the message boards like this had the same wishes, either that she wanted to be with the person she liked, or that she wanted to be successful in her studies.Of course, there are also some people who preach the hope that friendship will last forever.

Oh, there is one more now, I hope I can save money to watch my favorite little idol soon.

Among so many sticky notes, Meng Yihuan saw a different one. The label paper had already turned yellow, and it looked like it had been around for many years.

What was written was nothing extraordinary, just a few simple words.

Affection is connected, and it is a matter of course.

It seems that they should be secretly in love or just got together.Meng Yihuan began to speculate in her heart that it should be a girl who wrote such a sentence.

I don't know if this girl is with the person she likes now.

Looking all the way to the end of the sticky note, I didn't expect that someone actually wrote their name on the sticky note.

Duanzhenzheng three large characters, Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan?Meng Yihuan recited the name silently, as if the lacrimal gland mechanism had been opened, and before he could react, the tip of his nose felt sore.

She often has this situation these days, and it's not the first time.It's just that I don't understand why it is like this, and now I am so emotional that I read a person's name, that's it.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Hao asked, turning his head to look at Meng Yihuan, seeing Meng Yihuan's eyes and nose turned red, he asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hao wasn't sure if it was crying or what, so he moved forward and asked, "Are you crying?"

Meng Yihuan shook her head, so she would not easily admit that she was crying.What's more, it would be embarrassing if it was seen outside.

Chen Hao didn't believe it, but seeing Meng Yihuan's mood fell instantly, he didn't ask.Instead, he pretended to be relaxed and teased and asked, "Is it impossible to read the message board and cry?"

Well, I stepped on the thunder point precisely.Meng Yihuan looked at Chen Hao silently, Chen Hao didn't know it at all, but was still happy.

After leaving the store with milk tea, Meng Yihuan and Chen Hao chose to say goodbye, not because of anything else, but simply because it was time for dinner.

Chen Hao was thinking of inviting Meng Yihuan to his home for dinner, but then he thought, it's Chinese New Year, who would go to someone else's home for dinner?

Only then gave up in frustration.

"Okay, let's go back to our respective homes and find our mothers." Meng Yihuan's farewell successfully made Chen Hao dispel his frustration.

It's just that Mr. Chen Hao still doesn't give up. He always feels that if he can't let Meng Yihuan think about him now, maybe the next time they meet, he really won't have any chance.

"Meng Yihuan" Chen Hao called Meng Yihuan's name very seriously, and his tone was extremely sincere, "I mean, if you can"

Chen Hao licked his lips nervously, and pushed the glasses frame again, "Think about me! I really have always liked you"

"Thank you, thank you, you are a good person" Meng Yihuan said without emotion, and even took a sip of the milk tea, as expected, the salty milk cap was the best.

"Aren't you really going to come to the class reunion on Saturday?" Chen Hao was not too sad when he got the good card. This was the ending he expected.

Who can inexplicably accept a person who has nothing to do with him.

All Chen Hao's memories of Meng Yihuan stay in the beautiful past of high school.After graduating from high school, Chen Hao vowed to be an extremely good boy, and then he went to confess his love to Meng Yihuan.

Then time flies by, that is, many years.

For Meng Yihuan, Chen Hao is just a high school classmate.But for Chen Hao, Meng Yihuan is the strongest color in his boring youthful life.

"I really had something to do that day." Meng Yihuan brought up this reason again.

She doesn't want to go to this kind of class reunion where she shows off her wealth and shows off her baby.Besides, is there anyone who can meet in private, there is no one who can only be met by attending the class reunion.

"Okay then, let's see you next time." Chen Hao didn't say any more, he stood there silently watching Meng Yihuan's back gradually fade out of his vision.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year to everyone