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Tang Yuan simply took a shower, and went back to the room with Sang Qingshi's shirt in his back, seeing him observing the gadgets on his bookshelf.

"Mr. Sang, the clothes are ready for you."

At his age, he would be a little excited when seeing others interested in his own things, and he couldn't help but germinate the desire to share.

Sang Qing thanked him, took the shirt and put it on, saw Tang Yuan's hair was not blown dry, but his clothes were blown dry and warm, raised his hand and rubbed his little head.

"These are gifts from others since I was a child, and they follow me every time I move." Tang Yuan couldn't help introducing these small ornaments on the bookshelf.

Although they are not worth much, they are all Tang Yuan's treasures, from his classmates, friends, and friends in the orphanage at various stages.Compared with most people who like to arrange the room into a model room with style and taste, Tang Yuan is more willing to display and display these little things one by one, even if they are gaudy and do not match any furniture.

Sang Qing once again glanced at Tang Yuan's various small "collections".There is a jar of multicolored paper stars, a Rubik's Cube with aligned colors, a sunflower that shakes its head when it sees the sun, a Christmas crystal ball that makes snowflakes fall when it is turned upside down, and so on. over dust.

Tang Yuan pointed to the few placed outside, and introduced them one by one: "This was given by my deskmate when I graduated from junior high school. Thank you for borrowing him to copy the notes for three years. This is my high school roommate brought back from Southeast Asia during the vacation. He said that I was the one who cleaned the dormitory, so he felt sorry and insisted on giving it to me. And this—”

Tang Yuan reached out for a lacquered telescope, and showed it to Sang Qingshi as if offering a treasure, "It's been a long time ago, it was a donation I received when I was in elementary school, and I gave all the toys to them when I left the orphanage. The younger brothers and sisters there were really reluctant, so they brought them out."

Sang Qing was quite interested, and Tang Yuan wanted to try it for him, so he held it in front of his eyes and looked at the tree outside the window for a while, thinking it was quite interesting.

Introduced to the next shelf, Sang Qing noticed a square cardboard box under a toy trophy, "What is this for?"

"This?" Tang Yuan carried the box to the desk beside him and opened it without any explanation. He invited Sang Qing to look at it, "here are all the letters and greeting cards I have received, and there are some small bits and pieces that are not easy to keep, so I put them here too. .”

Sang Qingshi didn't expect Tang Yuan to keep these too. He was surprised, and he saw cards of different sizes and colors densely packed in the box, as well as several mini transparent ziplock bags.The top bag contained the kind of colored beads that little girls like, and Sang Qing was surprised: "Is this yours too?"

Obviously this thing has a story, Tang Yuan carefully opened the bag, poured the contents into the palm of his hand, turned to show Sang Qing: "Do you remember that I mentioned to you that the deaf girl I met in the orphanage Is it? She gave it to me the day before she left, and said in sign language that I am her best friend, and she will always remember me."

Sang Qing had an impression from time to time, teasing with a long voice: "Oh, your first love."

Tang Yuan scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, "She loves beauty very much, these are her favorite pair of earrings."

"So you just keep it safe?"

"Well, but she may have forgotten me." Tang Yuan pouted, a little regretful, and carefully put the pair of earrings into the bag and put them back into the box.

"No, our little glutinous rice balls are so cute, everyone who has met you will never forget you." Sang Qingshi said this sincerely, and naturally raised her hand to rub Tang Yuan's hair again.

The habit of using hands and feet is formed.

He accidentally glanced at a familiar keychain, and sighed helplessly, "I've seen this before."

It was the one that a girl stuffed into Tang Yuan's bag not long ago. Tang Yuan was like a hamster, so he really stayed behind.

"I'm going to give it back to her, but I haven't had time yet!" Tang Yuan explained hastily.

The girl had looked for him several times at school, but he didn't have the keychain with him, and it was not easy to ask someone out to return the things, so he was thinking of putting it in her schoolbag and giving it to her next time.

People are already their own, and Sang Qingshi will no longer be jealous of such things. He glanced at the letters and notes neatly stacked together with the greeting cards in the box, and asked with a smile: "Is this pile of love letters?" ?”

Tang Yuan's cheeks were flushed, and he remained silent, which was equivalent to acquiescing.He didn't keep these to satisfy his vanity, but he thought that what he wrote was his heart, and he shouldn't be thrown into the trash can indifferently, just don't respond.I wanted to find a better way to deal with it, but I couldn't think of it, so I kept collecting it, and I accumulated so much.

Tang Yuan was chased by someone, but Sang Qing was not surprised. Most of the children at that age were pure-minded. They didn't have time to look at material things and talk about reality. Family background was not a big consideration. Just because of their appearance and personality was enough to fall in love with him ignorantly. who.

He half-jokingly asked Tang Yuan: "Is there any gift from a boy?"

"Ah?" Tang Yuan was stunned, he had never thought about it before, "Probably not."

In the past, Tang Yuan felt that he would definitely not, but now he is not so sure.Some of them were secretly stuffed into his desk without his knowledge, and he folded them up after he finished reading, without checking whether the unknown person on the signature was a man or a woman.

Sang Qingshi was amused by his reaction, and changed the subject, "Have you promised anyone's pursuit?"

Tang Yuan waved his hands and shook his head, with a very serious expression, "No, my sister said that we can't fall in love early, and puppy love will delay our studies."

What a good boy, Sang Qingshi held back his laughter, clasped his hands, and didn't want to rub him all the time.

"Mr. Sang... Can I still keep these?" Tang Yuan was afraid that Sang Qingshi was the kind of strict "boss" played in TV dramas, and those who were not allowed to take care of them kept things from others, and talked happily I was a little uneasy after sharing it with him.

These things have been with him for many years, and he is really reluctant to throw them away.

Sang Qing was so soft-hearted, he couldn't laugh or cry against that worried little face, "What are you worried about? If you want to keep it, you can keep it. This is your thing, and only you have the right to dispose of it."

They can even move them all into his house in the future, and use a separate room to store these things, as long as Tang Yuan is happy.

It is these seemingly trivial and inconspicuous emotions that make up Tang Yuan's childhood, youth and past, delicately and warmly illuminating his hard-working years, and making him kind and optimistic today.

Sang Qingshi was very satisfied that such a big treasure was caught by him by mistake.

"Gulu——" Tang Yuan's stomach groaned out of nowhere, he felt it himself, and subconsciously covered it.

Sang Qingshi glanced at the time, "You didn't have lunch?"

"No, I wanted to move my things upstairs and go to the supermarket to buy vegetables..."

I didn't know that Sangqing would come, and I didn't know that it developed like this inexplicably.