[Yi Yang Qianxi] Under the Wishing Tree

At that time, Huan Zhiyi had just woke up from a car accident, just like in many TV dramas, she lost her memory very badly, when she opened her eyes, there was only Sakuramoto Samori with an anxious face in front of her.

She remembered that she was in Japan at that time, and on the second day after she woke up, her brother ruthlessly stuffed a suitcase, a ticket to Shanghai and a map showing the destination, and then chased her away like a duck. She caught her on the plane just like she was on the shelf.

At that time, she was in a daze, and she was at a loss as to how she came to Shanghai.

It's strange, she looks like she has lived in Japan for many years, but she speaks Chinese very fluently, without a Japanese accent at all.

And when she came to her new home to sort things out, she found that in the suitcase, apart from clothes, shoes, a piece of diaper and a copy of instructions, there was only one photo frame, in which two mushroom-headed children were laughing. Waiting under the sycamore tree.

Since the two children have beautiful pear dimples when they smile, at first glance I thought they were related by blood.

But after careful identification of Huan Zhiyi, one can find that the person with a small tear mole under the corner of her right eye is herself, and the other one does not look like Sakuramoto, but if it is not Sakuramoto, who is it?Why is she smiling so happily?

In the past few days, Huan Zhiyi asked the person in the photo every day: "Who are you? Who are you?"

If anyone was around her, they would definitely mistake her for insanity.

On September 2013, 9, the girls' middle school started, and the deskmate and the front seat had a quarrel on the first day of school.

The front seat: "Our Kaiyuan is really well matched, and the appearance is super high!"

The tablemate said unconvinced: "Nonsense, my Qianqian is a super gentleman, look at his eyes, how bright they are."

The front seat looked disgusted: "Don't blame me for speaking directly, your family is just lowering the group's appearance."

The tablemate immediately became unhappy: "Your myopia has deepened again! We are so good, so hardworking and have so many talents, he made the whole group a class, okay?"

The front seat said disdainfully: "If it wasn't for the fact that Kaiyuan's cover video became popular on the Internet, there would be no such group. Your family has no sense of existence at all. It doesn't matter if you have him or not."

The tablemate slapped the table heavily: "It's too much for you to say that! We have no sense of existence."

The front seat cleverly recruited Huan Zhiyi to be an ally: "If you don't believe me, ask Huan Huan, let her tell me who is more handsome!"

Huan Zhiyi originally just wanted to lie on the table to ease the discomfort of the first day of class, but she never thought that she would be called by two people who were in the storm circle, so she swallowed dumbly, blinked her eyes, and felt very sad. Innocently asked: "Who is handsome?"

The two of them immediately held Huan Zhiyi's hand as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and asked expectantly: "Huanhuan, do you know TFBOYS?"

Huan Zhiyi shook her head ignorantly, forgiving her, she really didn't know.

The two of them gave her a contemptuous look at the same time, and the front seat still didn't forget to tease her: "You are so out, they are very famous Internet celebrities now, and they even made a self-made ten-year inspirational short film! The key is that they The average age is only 13 years old, the same age as us, super handsome!"

The tablemate immediately stopped her thoughts, took out a photo from the belly of the table, threw it on Huan Zhiyi's desk, and asked with a proud face: "Tell me, who is more handsome among the three?"

Huan Zhiyi looked at the three little boys in the photo, they were full of childish faces, they looked very small, she held her chin and thought for a long time, and finally pointed to the thinnest of the three without hesitation. The reason for one of them is also very intoxicating: "This one is handsome, and the other two look alike, but they are completely indistinguishable. Are they twins?"

As soon as Huan Zhiyi finished speaking, she was hugged by her deskmate, strangling her almost to suffocation: "Huanhuan, I love you so much, I just said that our Qianxi is the most handsome, and he is very popular with passers-by."

"Qianxi, is that called Qianxi?" Huan Zhiyi asked.

The tablemate nodded heavily: "Qianxi, Yi Yangqianxi, was born in Huaihua, Hunan, and now lives in Beijing. The surname is Yi, and the first name is Yangqianxi. Yang in his hometown means to welcome, and Qianxi refers to those who were born in Qianxi. Jubilee means welcoming the millennium, how about it, isn't the name cool enough!"

"Hmm!" Huan Zhiyi seemed to be infected, her small hand touched the little boy in the photo, and muttered, "Yi Yang Qianxi, Yi Yang Qianxi."

This was the first time she knew his name. When she got home and searched on Baidu, she discovered many of his past deeds, and the one that surprised her the most was the photos of Qian Xi from the past few years.

Qian Xi in the photo had a cute mushroom head, and she was surprised to find that wasn't that the little boy in her photo frame who was guarding under the plane tree with her?

Since then, she finally stopped asking the photo frame "Who are you?" Instead, she said "Good morning Qianxi" every day.

Although she didn't know why Qian Xi took that photo with her, this little connection made her inexplicably excited for a long time, very happy, very happy.

Thinking back to the past, the phone rang again, "How did I become like this, become so stubborn..."

Huan Zhiyi complained, "Who is still calling at night!" while swiping the phone, without even looking at the screen, she asked directly: "Hey, who are you?"

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan, why do you always ask me who I am every time you pick up the phone!" A girl complained coquettishly from the other end of the phone.

Huan Zhiyi sniffed, turned over on the bed, and simply lay on the bed with a smile on her face, but said very shamelessly: "Zhao Jiaying! Why do you have to wait until 11 o'clock in the middle of the night to call every time? Do you want to take a beauty sleep?"

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah, I'm so excited to watch Qianqian, I can't sleep!"

That's right, Zhao Jiaying was Huan Zhiyi's deskmate in junior high school, Qianwei whose attributes couldn't be more obvious.

Of course, Huan Zhiyi understands her feelings, but she is very dissatisfied that this guy likes to disturb her so late every time: "Okay, tell me, is there another video? It makes you happy."

Zhao Jiaying vetoed it outright: "No and no."

Huan Zhiyi asked again: "Could it be that a new song is released, no, I just checked Weibo in the afternoon, and they didn't release a new song."

Zhao Jiaying pretended to be mysterious and said, "Guess!"

Huan Zhiyi imitated Qian Xi's tone and replied: "Guess whether I guess or not."

"Pfft!" Zhao Jiaying on the other end of the phone was trembling with laughter, "I tell you a piece of great news, this is inside information, please don't tell anyone else."

Huan Zhiyi was also a little interested by what she said, and asked anxiously: "What the hell is going on!"

Zhao Jiaying: "Qianxi came to Shanghai today. It seems that there is a secret announcement. The family just happened to see it at Hongqiao Airport today. Because the official did not notify them, it is difficult for them to make this news public."

"Oh..." Huan Zhiyi replied disappointedly, she already knew about this matter.

Zhao Jiaying on the other end of the phone immediately protested Huan Zhiyi's performance: "Huan Huan, why didn't you react at all!"

Huan Zhiyi put on airs and said, "Wow, it's really great. I can breathe the air under the same sky as Qianqian, and maybe we will meet each other on the street!" Just after finishing speaking, she changed her breath instantly, " How is it, are you satisfied with what I said, Miss?"

Zhao Jiaying immediately sensed her anomaly: "Your reaction is really weird. Say, do you know something? Could it be that he went to your company? Did he meet the real person? Do you want to sign? A group photo? Does he know the name Zhao Jiaying?"

"What are these messy things?" Please, can you stop thinking so much, but then again, it's a pity that this little girl doesn't become a detective.

Zhao Jiaying smelled something unusual: "It seems that he really went to your company! Quickly tell me what your company is going to do next?"

Huan Zhiyi: "I didn't say anything. You guessed it yourself. As for what the company is going to do, you will naturally know when the time comes."

"Hey, hello!" Zhao Jiaying on the other end of the phone became angry, "Why are you so disrespectful, a handsome guy is only called a handsome guy for sharing, quickly reveal some inside information about my husband to me."

This sentence itself has a very serious logical problem. It is nothing more than Zhao Jiaying calling Yi Yang Qianxi "husband". Yes, she is a purebred girlfriend fan, and she filled in the high school of the girls' high school as zero volunteers. It is to eliminate all possible opportunities for myself to fall in love with others.

On this point, Huan Zhiyi admits that she is not as "girlfriend-oriented" as Zhao Jiaying, and it can even be said that she is a bit of a saint, because she often looks at the three children from the standpoint of an elder, even though she is only half a child little brat.

"Okay, okay." Huan Zhiyi compromised, "I did see him today, although I can't tell you what he is here for, but I can still tell you about some issues you care about."

Zhao Jiaying obviously didn't buy Huan Zhiyi's mystification: "Stop talking nonsense, and tell the truth, have you become handsome, have you grown taller, have you become more manly, have you danced?"

Huan Zhiyi cleared her throat and was barely able to speak: "First, he is very handsome, as handsome as ever. Second, he has grown taller again, almost half a head taller than me. Third, of course he is more manly, not only manly , very gentle, very witty, very kind, very... In short, infinitely charming! As for dancing..."

Zhao Jiaying held her breath and waited for the other party's affirmative answer, asking repeatedly: "Did you dance? Did you dance?"

"Of course not. Besides, even if he dances, I won't be able to see him. Anyway, if you can ask for an autograph, I will try my best to get it for you. Okay, little ancestor, please let me sleep, I'm so sleepy!" The eyelids are constantly fighting with the lower eyelids.

Only then did Zhao Jiaying let her fall asleep, but she did not forget to whisper in her ear: "Remember to call him by my name next time I see him, if I can make him remember me, I will be so happy !"

"Okay, I see..." Huan Zhiyi replied deliriously, and kept muttering, "Qianxi, remember her, remember her, remember me, remember me..."