To Make He Yu Regret

Childhood childhood is a subtle word.

When we talk about who we are with, it seems that there will be some unclear intimacy, that is, we will assume that these two people have a leg.

So Jiang Xiaozhen's original words are, I have known each other since childhood.

"Are you two childhood sweethearts?" The girls were chattering, and they were so messed up.

"No," she emphasized again: "I knew it since childhood."

"I really want to be with him, too!" Sun Qin howled, clutching his heart. She was most excited about this gossip. She had heard of He Yu before entering their high school. She didn't expect her deskmate to be so familiar with him. It was like a star chaser found a back door that could take a shortcut.

"What was He Yu's senior like when he was a child? Isn't he cute? He was so versatile when he was a child, did he paint so well? He must not be so gentle when he was a child, how did he lose his temper? Photo?"

Jiang Xiaozhen himself a little minded that Sun Qin still used the wrong words.

However, she looked around, and it seemed that no one would marry her and He Yu so imaginatively. Even the "childhood, bamboo and horse" only refers to a childhood acquaintance, which is as innocent as Shimizu.

Everyone was emotional, but Jiang Xiaozhen only had one mouth.

She sat on a chair in the shop and took a quick sip of water, like a teacher answering questions, answering questions for the girls in front of them one by one.

"When he was a child, he looked very ordinary, with a round face, nothing else special."

Jiang Xiaozhen said, recalling the face in his memory.

In fact, she prefers He Yu back then. The young He Yu had a pair of puppy eyes. He was easily scared. When she bullied him, his face became wrinkled, his mouth was flat, and his expression was aggrieved... But to them In the later stages of getting along, she stopped bullying him more and more, and in turn was often angry with him.

"Is he very good at painting now? All I know is that his previous painting won the first place in the preschool. At that time we were about five years old and six years old. The teacher said he painted well, and I was the same as me. I went to the table and we all thought he painted too ugly."

Sun Qin answered Jiang Xiaozhen's questions in turn: "That must be the gold medal of the national competition for your tastelessness, do you think it is good?"

"More than this!" They have all heard of He Yu's legend: "Someone wants to fund him to hold a solo exhibition. He has also published two albums. He Yu was interviewed in junior high school and was on TV."

Jiang Xiaozhen had no idea.

He Yu in my memory is the little boy who can play in the nanny room for an afternoon.

The one they said is like the protagonist star in the movie.

What else...

"Ah," Jiang Xiaozhen thought vaguely: "He can blow the leaves, blowing the leaves, flashing and shining."

"Puff, so cute!" The girls listened with great interest.

"He doesn't seem to have done anything badly."

Others did well, such as: he would pick up shuttlecock, help mother wash rice, clean, ride a bicycle, and secretly take her out to buy dried sweet potatoes.

Now He Yu will definitely not take her to sell dried sweet potatoes.

Jiang Xiaozhen's mind was full of the phrase "I look down on you" he said to herself just now, with a cold expression and a bad tone.

"Why do you call him gentle?"

"Hey, this is a bit difficult to express. Next week will be on duty in the third year of high school. Senior He Yu belongs to the student union. You can see him in school. If you look more, you will understand that others are particularly good..."

Thanks to He Yu, today the girls' attitude towards Jiang Xiaozhen is much better than usual.

In the past, she kept looking for topics and approached them, but they didn't care much, sometimes they would deliberately avoid her when they were annoying. Today they all gathered around her, listening to her tell the story of He Yu when he was a child.

This is undoubtedly the one they admire most in her "show off" experience.

"It suddenly occurred to me." Xiaolin slapped the table and remembered one thing: "Didn't Senior He Yu watch you in the cafeteria that time? Didn't you recognize him?"

Jiang Xiaozhen shook his head: "I didn't recognize it. My glasses have very high power, and he has changed a lot."

"Then did he recognize you?"

He Yu answered her this question.

Jiang Xiaozhen hesitated for a moment, and said to them, "There shouldn't be either."

"Um, it should be related to your appearance."

The girls around said bluntly: "If I am He Yu-senior, I don't want to recognize you."

Jiang Xiaozhen opened her mouth, ready to follow her usual self, confidently replying to her: There is something I don't want to recognize, I'm so beautiful.

The words came to the lips, like being stuck.

"If you don't recognize it, don't recognize it, and I don't care."

This time, this sentence is not as good as usual, and no one can see her stubbornly.

Jiang Mingzhen crossed her hands and looked out the window.

The transparent glass windows reflected her appearance, the fat face squeezed by the glasses, with many pimples on it; plastic hairpins of different colors all over her head, crazy.

She had the same face in his eyes that day.

...

Next week, as they said, Jiang Xiaozhen saw He Yu on the campus.

When standing with boys of the same age and wearing the same uniform, he was set off more and more aggressively.

It's like a white radish mixed with a group of potatoes, and a male protagonist appears among the passersby.

The on-duty team stood in a row and could find him at a glance.

With a spring-like smile on his face, there was an indescribable kindness between He Yumeiyu.

With such a pleasing look, both students and teachers passing by will naturally look at him more.

Students who have questions to ask need help on duty, including greetings, and everyone will subconsciously address He Yu. As a result, when several classmates on duty were free, people gathered around He Yu, waiting for his help.

On Monday, Jiang Xiaozhen passed the school gate four times.

School, lunch break, lunch break, back to school, and school.

On the trip to school, there was a female teacher walking in front of her, holding her little baby. When passing by the school gate, the kid stared at He Yu with his big watery eyes.

He narrowed his eyes into small crescent shapes and smiled at the child.

The little boy waved to him, and He Yu waved back seriously.

Then, he saw Jiang Xiaozhen walking up behind.

She glanced at him,

He put away his smile and waved hand, and looked away with a solemn expression.

During the lunch break, Jiang Xiaozhen was hungry, and when the bell rang, she was the first to run out of the classroom.

When passing the school gate, the students on the duty team had just taken their place.

He Yu bit a biscuit and put his left hand on the cuff on his right glove.

Jiang Xiaozhen slowed down and watched his arm go in. Don't be fine. Finally free, he pushed the biscuit into his mouth, biting it with a click.

When she passed by him, he noticed her.

The chewing stopped abruptly, and He Yu bowed his head to adjust the cuff.

She walked away, and the click behind her rang again.

When Jiang Xiaozhen returned to school during the lunch break, He Yu was not at his post.

Passing through the small playground behind the laboratory building, she plans to go to the cafeteria to find her friends.

"Can you really, will it be okay?"

The little girl's voice made her cry, her fingers clasped her chin, her eyes looked up anxiously at the old locust tree.

"It's okay."

Jiang Xiaozhen accidentally heard He Yu's voice.

"I'm looking at it here to see if there is any way to get it down. You can call the teacher for me."

"Oh oh good," the girl confided to him worriedly: "You must not climb higher, you will also be in danger."

The girl hurried to do what he explained, and Jiang Xiaozhen approached the locust tree.

Fragmented sunlight through the green leaves cast a shadow on the ground.

She covered her eyes with her hands and raised her head. The world on the tree was like a maze.

Around the lush, intertwined roots, near the waist of the big tree, she found He Yu's shoes standing there.

"Meow, meow." A kitten was calling, asking for help or protesting.

"Meow." This sound is anthropological, not like a kitten at all.

He might have noticed the failure of imitation himself, and cleared his throat with two "cough coughs".

"Meow..." Human cats have made rapid progress, and this time obviously sounds better.

"Meow?" Kitty cat answered him.

"Meow, meow." He learned better and better.

Perhaps seeing the kitten's mood stabilized, he shook the tree cautiously.

The kitten seemed to have the intention to move.

Jiang Xiaozhen under the tree looked worried.

She wanted to ask He Yu if she wanted to help, but she was afraid that she would startle him or the cat.

Actually, how can she help? But she can't climb trees, and someone has called a teacher.

Fortunately, the powerful communication between human cats and kittens gradually became effective.

Jiang Xiaozhen saw the kitten. It was a fat orange kitten, and the paw pads he tried were pink.

"Meow, will you come over here, brother? Meow."

Half of meowing, half of human, the tone of his guidance contained a hint of coquettish coquettishness.

No matter how bad the rebellious kitty cat hears it, he will obediently fall into his embrace.

The pink mat stepped on the branch, it leaped slightly, and he quickly grabbed it.

The little fat man was successfully held tightly in his arms by the human cat. He scratched its little head twice, pretending to be fierce and teaching it: "You can't run so high next time, don't you know?"

Chubby Orange said, "Meow, meow."

"Yeah, you said you knew it was wrong, right." He Yu interpreted it to himself as if he could really understand it.

"Meow!" The cat asked him questions and answers.

"Okay, that's OK, I can't climb to the tree to play."

He Yu's speech to Fat Maomao was very serious, fearing that Maomao's attitude was not correct, and he did not laugh at all.

"Let's go down together."

He held it in one hand, supported the branches with the other, and climbed under the tree.

Only then did Jiang Xiaozhen realize that she was observing them dementialy, watching them, and stretched out her hands.

What is she thinking? If he really falls, she can't hold it...

He Yu seemed to climb the tree very steadily, and was a veteran.

Jiang Xiaozhen awkwardly retracted his arm, and when he reached the main branch of the locust tree safely, he escaped first.

The girl who went to call the teacher has already led the dean to come.

The dean of teaching went all the way, scolding the girl into a **** spray: "Oh, I really convinced you little girls with sympathy. What can stray cats do in the trees? They can climb trees all day long. You let the classmates on duty help. He is only a student on duty, not a school security guard. If he falls, he can break his leg, don’t you know?"

The girl's expression was about to cry, but she followed by her side, not dare to talk back.

"He saved the cat." Jiang Xiaozhen told them.

"Really?" The girl's frowning brow suddenly relaxed.

She nodded.

The girl and the dean continue to walk in the direction of the old locust tree.

Jiang Xiaozhen lowered her head and smiled, and went to the cafeteria.

He Yu is on duty again at the school gate when school is over.

She routinely dumped the class rubbish, and the clearing bell rang for the last time before leaving school.

Only him and another boy were left at the school gate, and they were closing the gate.

"Someone, wait a while." He Yu said to the boy.

The boy stood by the door, waiting for Jiang Xiaozhen to come over.

And He Yu stepped back a few steps, casting his gaze into the empty distance, meaninglessly.

Jiang Xiaozhen quickened his pace, walked out without squinting through the door left by them.

She didn't thank him.

The two of them didn't meet each other.

She told her friends that she knew him and she could tell the story of his childhood vividly.

But Jiang Xiaozhen thought: He Yu now has no time to avoid her.

Her treatment here is not as good as that of a strange classmate, or even a strange cat!