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That time when Yong Xiang ran away from home, according to her mother, she called her father back and looked for him in the rain. Meng Xiu followed them carefully no matter what.Especially when crossing the road, when the car lights came from a distance, Meng Xiu would look at them nervously, and would not take a few deep breaths until the car passed by.

Having lived here for several years, my mother naturally knew about Meng Xiu's parents. That time Meng Xiu was outside the door and said that he had gone to see his parents. My mother felt that Meng Xiu was pitiful, so she let Meng Xiu in.

That night, after all, it was Meng Xiu who helped a lot, comforting his parents to go home, and coming to pick up Yongxiang himself.

Since then, my mother has always been very kind to Meng Xiu, just as good to Yongxiang, even better than Yongxiang. After all, Mengxiu will not ignore her like Yongxiang.

During the New Year's Eve in Yongxiang's third year of high school, his mother called Meng Xiu over for a New Year's Eve dinner.After dinner, my mother took Meng Xiu to chat in the living room, and what my mother said to Yongxiang was: Go back to the bedroom and read a book.

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Today's weather is really nice, after all, it is the day of high school volunteers, God will give the students of Baishi No. [-] Middle School a little face, and don't need rain to disturb their minds.

Yongxiang was a little sad.The college entrance examination score came out, and the difference was ten points. As long as he answered two more multiple-choice questions in science and comprehensive science, he could be admitted to X Polytechnic University.But he still put X Gongda as his first choice.

Yong Xiang came out of the school gate and looked back, this is the school he had studied for six years.

At a glance, the big rock blocked the field of vision, but there was no need to look behind the big rock to know what kind of building it was and what kind of flowers were blooming.

Yong Xiang walked out all the way, and when he reached the street, he saw Meng Xiu.

Meng Xiu was wearing a white shirt, black pants, no slippers, and a pair of sneakers.Her hair was neatly cut, and she was leaning against the white wall next to the door of the dumpling shop opposite, even holding a bouquet of flowers.

The passing classmates stared at him, and Meng Xiu looked down at his flowers as if he didn't see anything and didn't know anything.

Was it for him?Yongxiang's heartbeat began to speed up, as if an ant was scratching in his heart.

Yongxiang happily ran over, and started calling from a distance: "Brother Yixiu!"

Meng Xiu raised his head, with an obvious smile in his eyes, he touched Yong Xiang's head in front of him.

At this time, such a scene is too easy to be misunderstood, and Meng Xiu's appearance is too easy to be misunderstood as someone who came to pick up Yong Xiang and confess his confession by the way, and Yong Xiang also thinks so.There are more than four months, he is an adult, he is a complete adult.

Meng Xiu said, "I'll take you to a place."

Meng Xiu didn't give him the flowers, and some sadness slowly appeared in his eyes.Yongxiang had a premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a decision, until he followed Meng Xiu's footsteps and took a taxi, and walked for about 10 minutes to the grave of Meng Xiu's parents.

Yong Xiang looked at the photo of the happily smiling couple on the tombstone in front of him, and wiped his sweat.

On such a hot day, Meng Xiu was already sweating. He put white flowers in front of the tomb.White flowers are white roses, Mengxiu's mother's favorite flower.

The flower language of white roses is romance, purity, and innocence, representing the flower of courtship. It was given to Mengxiu's mother by Mengxiu's father when they were in love with Mengxiu's mother.

Yong Xiang didn't know why Meng Xiu brought him here suddenly, was it to meet his parents?Yong Xiang smiled, looking at the people in the photo, she felt very kind.

Meng Xiu said: "Dad, Mom, this person is called Yong Xiang, Yong from Uncle Ouyang Yong, and Xiang from Meng Xiangyang."

Yong Xiang said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Meng Xiu continued: "He is my neighbor. He helped me get admitted to the university. Although it wasn't me, I have a little credit for his university."

"So, don't let me take the college entrance examination anymore. You can come to see me next time and say something else, okay?"

Meng Xiu's eyes were downcast, sad.Yongxiang couldn't be happy when he heard that, the ant in Yongxiang's heart felt cold on such a hot day.

What kind of things has Meng Xiu been bearing in his heart all these years?Did Meng Xiu always feel that he was responsible for the death of his parents?Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu's side face, he was dressed in a sunny manner, but his face was sad.

When he went back, Yong Xiang followed Meng Xiu's footsteps, he didn't dare to ask them what to do in the future, Meng Xiu said that as long as he was admitted to X Polytechnic University, he would agree to him, but now he didn't pass the exam, if X Polytechnic University lowered his grades and admitted Possibly, but generally this kind of thing doesn't happen.

So, will Meng Xiu agree?

His three years of hard work was to grow up, to no longer be a little kid in Meng Xiu's eyes.

Since ancient times, the things that cannot be obtained are the most worrying. Is it so difficult for a person, a man, to have his feelings?

Or is Meng Xiu just trying to motivate him to study, and he is expected to fail the exam so he wants him to quit?

Yongxiang's hands and feet are cold,

After walking for 10 minutes, Meng Xiu stopped, turned on his mobile phone on the side of the road, and called a taxi. While waiting for the bus, Yong Xiang looked down at his toes.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiu looked at him and smiled, "Why are you talking so little today?"

Yong Xiang raised his head and forced a smile, Meng Xiu seemed to be like this all the time, he held his breath when he was angry, and only started talking when he was out of breath.

"It's nothing." Yong Xiang said, "I'm thinking about something."

"What are you thinking about? About me?" Meng Xiu looked at Yong Xiang who was suddenly awe-inspiring, and said with a smile, "Actually, the little kid from a few years ago is now so old. To be honest, I can't accept it. But I have to accept it." Pretty easy too. I know you're a little short, but that's okay. Anyway, I just said that to see if you'd work so hard.

"One year later, I don't seem to be a suspension bridge, but I really like you."

When Yong Xiang heard about the suspension bridge, she didn't understand what Meng Xiu was talking about. Later, Meng Xiu said that she liked you quite a bit. Yong Xiang looked into Meng Xiu's eyes with some anticipation.

Meng Xiu glanced at him and continued, "Want to try? If you want to try, let's try."

This remark was too casual. While waiting for the bus, he said it easily on the side of the road with no atmosphere or occasion.Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu with wide eyes and continued, "I wanted to wait for you to speak, but you haven't heard anything since you graduated for half a month. Why are you so cowardly?"

Yong Xiang stretched out his arms and hugged Meng Xiu violently, feeling agitated: "Yes, I'm scared."

Meng Xiu put his hands in his trouser pockets, motionless like a real telegraph pole: "Would you like to try?"

"Try! It's not trying, I'm serious!" Yongxiang's smile spread, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

The ant in his heart said: It's too sweet, my stomach will burst.

After Meng Xiu heard his answer, he took out a hand and patted Yongxiang's back.

"The car is here," he said in a sad voice.

A car stopped in front of them, and they looked at the two men hugging with some uncertainty, and then saw Meng Xiu wave his phone at him before lowering the car window, watching the two separate.

Yong Xiang got into the car in embarrassment, followed by Meng Xiu.

Yongxiang is not good at words, she doesn't know what to say, she is still digesting the joy in her heart while looking out the window.

Meng Xiu leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping.Meng Xiu coded all night last night, didn't sleep, and only lay down for a while in the morning.

She should have been overjoyed, but Yongxiang looked at Meng Xiu's face, but Meng Xiu was very calm, maybe after experiencing great grief, it's not a big deal to be overjoyed, right?

Yongxiang was still very happy.

Yong Xiang asked softly: "What do you think liking is like?"

He didn't intend to ask Meng Xiu to answer, he thought Meng Xiu had fallen asleep.But Meng Xiu didn't fall asleep, Meng Xiu said softly: "The tablecloth reaches the bed sheet."

Yong Xiang thought for a while, and looked at Meng Xiu with his eyes closed as if he hadn't said anything, and turned his face away to look out the window.

Confession is very casual, and playing hooligans is also very casual.

However, whatever looks good.As long as it's Meng Xiu.

Yongxiang's cheeks were a little hot, she looked outside and laughed.