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After the 31st of the Chinese New Year, it began to enter the link of visiting New Year's greetings. Every household was very lively, and Mr. Fan had many relatives, so he was very busy.

Xu Qingzhou naturally had to go along, so he quietly made a background board full of cuteness, followed Mr. Xu and his family for a walk, passed by the west house, and was busy at school.

Although it was tiring and boring, but besides getting a lot of compliments, he also got a lot of red envelopes, touching the bulging purse, which made him a little happier.

When there is no need to pay New Year’s greetings, the family goes out for a walk. Although there are heads everywhere, pushing and shoving, but every day is very fulfilling. When I am free, I chat with Fang Qi and the others, or talk to myself The boyfriends sneaked a phone call, enjoyed the pleasure, and teased each other, and the time passed like this.

Entering the seventh day of the new year, the New Year's holiday is over, and everyone is busy again, dragging their exhausted bodies, returning to work, and life is gradually returning to the original track, but the atmosphere of the New Year still exists and has not dissipated.

The two teachers of Xu Qingzhou's family are in the education industry. They work with the students, rest with the students, and eat with the students. It's not yet the start time of No. [-] Middle School in C City. Naturally, they are not in a hurry, and their daily lives are called one. Comfortable.

Time passed unhurriedly, and it was the Lantern Festival.

The holidays in Xianan are early, and it is not too late when the school starts. A few days ago, the tutors of each class have notified in the group, emphasizing over and over again, let the students return to school on the 20th, and the opening ceremony on the 21st.

The 21st happens to be the second day of the Lantern Festival.

The family happily celebrated the Lantern Festival. Early the next morning, Xu Qingzhou got out of bed, cleaned up after breakfast, and was ready to go back to school.

After the Spring Festival travel, the flow of people has decreased a lot, so he didn't spend time and energy to grab tickets and seats, and bought the ticket directly, saving time and effort.

When Xu Qingzhou was about to leave, the rest of the family took it as a big deal, and didn't continue to rest. They got up one after another and planned to send him to the airport.

Although Xu Caizi can handle this small matter by himself, Teacher Fan and the others treat it as a first-level alert, and can only sit in the living room dumbfounded, eating oranges while watching his mother stuff things into his suitcase .

Melon seeds, peanuts, beverages and dried fruits, candy and biscuits, clothes and shoes, commonly used medicines, etc., stuff everything that can be stuffed in. If you can’t stuff it, take Xu Qingzhou’s backpack and put it in it. I wish I could put the whole family in it. After a while, his backpack was bulging.

The movement of his hands did not stop, and he said while tidying up: "The weather in Qianzhou is changing too fast, I put medicine on you, it is in the mezzanine, and there are also, remember to share those snacks with your roommates, they are all ours. Specialties here, not available in other places, this, this, have you seen it, remember to wear it, it’s cold outside, and there are these clothes..."

Seeing Teacher Fan's thoughts, Xu Qingzhou suddenly thought of the topic he saw on Weibo.

#Celebrate New Year, Parents pack your luggage for you#.

Various sand sculpture netizens posted their suitcases one after another, saying that his parents planned to let him evacuate the whole house, and some said: My dad drove me to school, but the driver refused to carry him because he had too much luggage.

At first when Xu Qingzhou saw this topic, she just smiled and didn't take it seriously. Now that she saw her mother like this, she agreed with her, your mother, my mother, are all mothers.

Sure enough, mothers all over the world treat their children in the same way, wishing to tie them to their belts.

So he could only stroke his forehead, and said very tiredly: "Mom, enough is enough, I can't pretend anymore."

Fan Wenyuan didn't raise his head, and his movements were still agile, "You are in another province, not at your own home, so you must be more prepared in case of emergencies."

Seeing this, Xu Qingzhou could only use his trump card, and said in an aggrieved tone: "Mom, that's enough, I can't lift it for a while."

Sure enough, Ms. Fan immediately felt sorry for her son, so she could only reluctantly take out the things that had just been stuffed in and replace them with some light weight ones.

He was still muttering: "If you need something, just tell mom, and mom will send it to you."

"No shortage, no shortage, it's really enough. I'm going to school, not to immigrate."

Hearing these words, Teacher Fan also understood that his son felt that the things were too cumbersome. He sighed and thought about it, but there was no way to continue stuffing things.

Just as he was about to zip it up, he heard a yell from behind: "Mr. Fan, put the thermos bottle you bought last time into your son's bag. Otherwise, why would he drink water?"

As he said that, he trotted out from the kitchen and handed over the cup in his hand. Fan Wenyuan didn't even need to think about it. He immediately felt that it made sense, and opened the suitcase and stuffed a bunch of things into it.

Xu Qingzhou watched from the side, knowing that he couldn't persuade them anymore, so he could only smile, pretended not to see it at the beginning, and let them do whatever they wanted.

Even though he got up very early, it took more than half the morning to pack his luggage. By the time he left, it was already past noon.

The entire Xu family mobilized and stood at the check-in counter at the airport with a look of reluctance.

At the same time, several schools started school, surrounded by students with big bags and small bags, plus crying parents and relatives. Compared with other people who saw off friends and children, Teacher Xu and the three of them did not seem too strange in their posture, but The outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament attracted a lot of attention.

Xu Qingzhou bought a ticket at 03:30, and there were still 10 minutes before boarding. He sent the suitcase to the storage room. When he came back, the three teachers were still standing there.

He sighed, smiled, and pretended to be casual: "Okay, you go back quickly, I'm not in kindergarten, and you have to send it to the school gate to go to school."

Fan Wenyuan was amused by his relaxed tone, washed away a little parting sadness, then walked forward a few steps, stood on tiptoe, reached out to straighten Xu Qingzhou's turned-up collar, and smoothed out the wrinkles.

Time passed so fast, it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye. At the beginning, the little radish head with a milky voice, which was not as high as my calf, had already grown so tall. When the tall one patted his head to show encouragement , You need to stand on tiptoe and stretch your arms.

The worry of the mother who travels thousands of miles is a true portrayal of every parent's heart.

She had a sore nose, turned her head hastily, pretended to cough a few times, and waited until the foreign body sensation in her throat was gone, then said softly: "You have to pay attention to your health outside, don't let people bully you, if you have anything, you must tell your parents , Remember to call home often, no, don’t worry, we are all fine.”

Speaking of the next few sentences, there was a faint sob.

Seeing this, Xu Shenxing sighed, stepped forward, patted his wife on the shoulder in a funny way, and comforted him: "Look at you, you have to cry every time you send your son off, you don't feel ashamed, Xiao Zhou, it's okay, you go Well, you have to take care of yourself, you know."

Xu Qingzhou is indifferent and polite in front of outsiders, but that is just a mask he uses for social life. In front of his closest family members, without those masks, his most honest and straightforward thoughts are fully revealed. Like a man of flesh and blood.

Just like at this moment, this feeling of separation made him feel uncomfortable, but he didn't want to worry his parents and grandpa, so he could only swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva and said in a low voice: "I know, Dad, you take grandpa and them back It's cold, don't catch a cold."

"It's getting late, Wenyuan, don't be sad, Xiaozhou won't be able to catch up with the plane in a while, Xiaozhou, go, boy, don't miss home, you have to stay away from home, keep your eyes on the long-term, work harder and venture more, that's it. Remember to call home when you are free."

Several people were reluctant to part, shrouded in a sad atmosphere. In the end, Mr. Xu waved his hand, telling them to disperse and go when they should.

Xu Qingzhou calmed down, put her shoulder bag on her back, hugged the three closest people in the world one by one, resisted the pain in her heart, and strode towards the ticket gate.

When he was about to pass through the aisle, he turned his head and saw the figures of the two teachers and Mr. Xu. In the crowded and lively airport hall, he looked lonely and full of sadness, out of tune with the bustle.

Polygonum Polygonum Zhe Curcuma, bandit my Iraqi pole.

I mourn my parents, and I was born to me.

Dear relatives, I am deeply related to you by blood;

Dear love, we are inseparable from you.

His nose was sour, and his eyes were so red, then he looked away, resisting the discomfort in his heart, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued to stride forward until he could no longer see his relatives within the range of sight.

Until the time of boarding the plane, his chest was stuffy, and the sadness of parting lingered in his heart, and he couldn't shake it off.

Xu Qingzhou turned her head to look at the flat and open ground outside the window, and sighed uncomfortably, and then a reminder to turn off the mobile phone sounded on the radio, and the beautiful and gentle stewardesses also began to remind one by one.

He took out his phone and was about to turn it on, but after thinking about it, he still sent a text message to Gu Yao.

[I'm on the plane. 】

Then, without looking at the reply, I turned off the phone directly.

The speed of the plane was fast and stable. Xu Qingzhou only felt that he fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes, he had already arrived at the destination. He sat on the seat, stretched comfortably, and then slowly got up. Follow the other passengers down.

There was an episode in the middle. When he went to pick up his luggage, he met the long-haired girl he had met on the high-speed rail before. When they saw each other, they were stunned. They were both surprised at first, but Xu Qingzhou reacted first , changed a gentle face, and greeted with a smile.

To be honest, when Xu Qingzhou is not bent in the plot of this kind of idol drama, he may feel turbulent in his heart, and feel that it is difficult to extricate himself. He feels that this is a marriage arranged by God for him. A match made in heaven.

But now, he can only feel that it is a coincidence, and there is nothing else.

After all, his concept of love is to be sincere and unique. While asking the other party to be unique, he is also to be unique himself. He will not give Gu Yao a cuckold belt just because his brain doesn't care about things.

The girl saw Xu Qingzhou, heard his voice, and responded softly, then sneaked a look, her eyes cast a wolf-like gaze, Xu Qingzhou was inexplicable, afraid that her boyfriend would be displeased with the rotten peach blossom Yue, after saying hello, hurried away.

After picking up the luggage, the girl still followed him about 50 meters away, sneaking glances from time to time, but the direction of the exit was the same, so he didn't care, just resisting the weird feeling in his heart.

When he got down the stairs, he remembered that his phone was turned off. Worried that Mr. Xu and the others would not be able to contact him, he hurriedly took it out of his pocket, turned it on, and saw a bunch of missed calls and text messages.

Among them, Teacher Fan and the others made three phone calls and sent a message.

[Son, are you here yet?When you get there, call mom back. 】

Fang Qi's one.

[Zhou'er, haven't you come back yet?We are waiting for you to eat. Aren't you on the plane at 12:30? Why is it so late? 】

The rest is Gu Dashen.

Xu Qingzhou slid to the bottom and read one by one. The contents of Gu Yao's posts were roughly the same, from the beginning [OK] [Are you here] [Why haven't you arrived yet] to the latter [When will you arrive? 】

After reading it, he found that Gu Yao posted very regularly, with an average of one post every 10 minutes, which was very uniform.

No need to think about it, Xu Qingzhou first ignored Gu Yao's harassing text messages like Gatlin's, and returned a message to Teacher Fan first.

[Get off the plane, I will call you in the dormitory later. 】

As soon as the news was sent out, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller was none other than Gu Dashen, who Xu Caizi especially detested.

He shifted the suitcase to his right hand, walked carefully against the wall so as not to block others, connected the phone with his left hand, and with a smile on his face, he said angrily, "Gu Yao, are you a ghost?"

Gu Dashen on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Xu Qingzhou's voice, and his anxiety disappeared immediately, and he said softly, "You got off the plane."

"Are you talking nonsense? How did you call me until I got off the plane?"

Gu Yao didn't know where it was, the background sound was full of noisy cars and voices, the voice was not low, Xu Qingzhou had to listen carefully to hear what he was saying clearly, "Back to school or..."

come to me.

Although he didn't finish speaking, Xu Qingzhou inexplicably understood the subtext in his words, the two hadn't seen each other for more than a month, and it was a lie to say that they didn't miss each other.

This kind of longing for the other party was not expressed verbally, but it was always in their hearts and never dissipated.

He lowered his eyes, let the broken hair on his forehead hide the emotion in his eyes, curled his lips, and said briskly, "Guess."

"I guess you're going back to school."

"I know and ask."

Gu Yao pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xu Qingzhou said happily: "Gu Shen must not be lonely."

The other side didn't deny it, and picked up the topic, "Yes, I can't sleep because of what you think, and the dark circles under my eyes have come out."

These words pleased Xu Qingzhou, he bent his eyebrows, and said in a gentle voice: "Then you bear with it first, I'm holding the luggage, I'm going to trouble you, let's talk about it in a few days, good boy, don't make trouble."

While saying this, he walked slowly to the exit, and with a distance of more than ten meters, Xu Qingzhou heard the intertwined sound of bustling people and vehicles outside. It was lively and noisy, as if it was in the background of Gu Yao on the phone. The sound is average.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether these noisy voices came from the phone or from outside.

In this background mixed with various sounds, Xu Qingzhou pulled the suitcase and walked with her head buried, feeling that people were coming and going around, pushing each other.

He felt that there were people in front of him, making him uncomfortable. In this environment, only Gu Yao's voice on the phone was so clear, like a medicine that calmed his mind and suppressed his irritability and displeasure. .

After that sentence was finished, Gu Yao didn't speak immediately, but just smiled first, and then said softly: "I knew you would say that, if you don't come to me, then I can only come to you."

The words were very light, as if they were face to face, close to Xu Qingzhou's ear. Under this background, the words were still clear, and suddenly, he had a sense of sight that Gu Yao was right in front of him.

right in front of you?

Thinking of this, Xu Qingzhou suddenly looked up.

Sure enough, I saw Gu Yao wearing a black hat, with curved brows and eyes, staring at his eyes, full of tenderness.

At this time, he put the mobile phone to his ear, looked at Xu Qingzhou's stupid look, and smiled deeper, then opened his thin lips lightly to the mobile phone, and said in a low and affectionate voice, "Zhou Zhou, I'm here to pick you up."

The people around are coming and going, and the voices are ups and downs. Compared with Xu Qingzhou, it is nothingness.

He has read "Book of Songs", admired "Song Ci", recited "Tang Poetry", whispered by thousands of lovers in the world, passed down through the ages, and praised by later generations.

But all these, but Gu Yao didn't say "I'm here to pick you up", which made him feel ecstatic.

Loving someone is like the wind in winter, carrying the heat of summer, knowing whether it is warm or not.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Handsome author: [dog-legged face] Talented man, do you lack a sister?There is a reader who wants to be your sister.

Xu Qingzhou: Huh?

Handsome author: Look at the comment section, just that one, the one called Qing Luo, look, your name is Qing Zhou, and her name is Qing Luo.

Xu Qingzhou: [Rolls eyes] Are you blind? Isn't that man Luo Jie?

Handsome author:  …

Renamed Luo: ...

ps: I counted and found out that this book is about to end!

Tips:

Polygonum Polygonum Zhe Curcuma, bandit my Iraqi pole.Mourning for my parents, giving birth to me. 【The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Liao'e】

Interpretation: Dense Polygonum grass, not that Artemisia argyi.Grieving for my suffering parents, it was hard work to give birth to me and raise me

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