Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

In fact, the school has not changed much, it is still the way I remember it, and it has become just a human being.

Walking among them, she looked out of place with the students in school uniforms and youthful faces.

These children are innocent and full of youthful vitality. Youth is not only in the body, but also in the soul.

But what about her?

Can only rely on makeup to conceal the fatigue in the eyes.

There was a decaying smell all over his body, and an aging soul was undoubtedly an outlier among this group of youths.

Haruki Murakami said, "I always thought that people grow old slowly, but it's not. I know people who grow old in an instant."

At this time, Lu Qiao suddenly understood this sentence, and realized very clearly that she was already old.

This old age does not refer to age, but to mentality.

A young heart, brave, sincere, able to love, always maintain enthusiasm for the world, and believe in beauty.

But she didn't have any of these things.

Her heart has become cold and hardened, she no longer has the ability to love, and has a skeptical attitude towards everything...

Lu Qiao looked at the energetic and happy smiling faces around her, and reluctantly opened the corners of her mouth, and found out in frustration that she really couldn't learn to laugh as freely as they did.

The corners of her mouth are curved, as if the system has been adjusted, not too much, not too little, a standard social smile.

Lowering her eyes, Lu Qiao looked down at the toes of her high heels. The sharp arc was like a sharpened blade. It was too sharp and not suitable for the campus at all.

At the beginning of the school celebration, all the students of Jincheng High School gathered on the playground. Lu Qiao and Huo Yan followed the class teacher and stood in the team of the class she was teaching.

The class teacher's students deliberately moved two more stools. Lu Qiao and Huo Yan each had one stool, next to each other.

Lu Qiao thanked the students, and moved her stool to the side indiscriminately.

Huo Yan glanced at Lu Qiao.

This action of hers made Huo Yan inexplicably upset. If she hadn't been concerned about the occasion, she might have started a fight with him again because of this matter.

Suppressing his temper, he finally just sneered at Lu Qiao's profile.

Of course Lu Qiao understood what he meant, but without turning his head, he just stared at the stage, as if he was concentrating on listening to the host on the stage.

When it was almost time for Lu Qiao to give a speech, Lu Qiao got up and left from the back, walked around in a big circle, went to the back of the stage, waited for the host to call his name, took a deep breath, and came on stage with a smile.

Her alma mater meant a lot to her. Lu Qiao, who was not timid in front of so many cameras at the press conference, suddenly felt a little nervous when facing a group of juniors.

Looking at the thousands of people in the audience, a man in a suit stands out among the school uniforms.

The distance was a little far, but for some reason, the moment she saw him, she knew that he was also looking at her.

Their eyes met, and they seemed to be in a trance, as if they were back in their teenage years. It was the first time they gave a speech on stage, and there was a person standing in the audience to encourage her.

So many people, they secretly communicate with codes that only they know.

Touch the corner of his mouth, it's cheering.

Squeeze the earlobe, don't be afraid, I'm here.

Tickle the corners of your eyes, it's because I like you.

On the stage, she pretended to be inadvertently reached out and tapped the corner of her eye for a few seconds, and responded to him with "I like you too."

That was the only time she gave a speech in high school. The weather was fine, the sun was warm, and the wind was light. Her teenager stood watching her from the audience, and the air was full of sweetness.