Chapter 4

Gangcheng is a small city with a slow pace of life. People from work ride bicycles in twos and threes on the streets. Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo pace slowly in the afterglow of the sunset. At dusk, with charming light and shadow, they pull their figures very long.

Chen Hansheng looked at the landscape with great interest all the way. More than ten years later, some buildings no longer exist, so he witnessed it again. This feeling is very untrue.

He's really not letting this go, but Chen Hansheng's eyes make complaints about the sound of bells. Suddenly, he looks back. He can't help but Tucao: "how can we get entangled with them on the first day of rebirth?"

It turned out that both Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo walked at a slow speed. They were soon caught up by Xiao Rongyu and the group of cyclists.

Wang Zibo also waved politely. Chen Hansheng was too troublesome and pretended not to see it, but Xiao Rongyu stopped him.

"Chen Hansheng, Wang Zibo, only you two have no messages in my classmate record."

Xiao Rongyu stopped the car and took out an exquisite hard note from his bag: "you can write anything as a souvenir."

At this time, Xiao Rongyu supported on one leg on the ground and inadvertently exposed half of his beautiful and round legs, which were white and tender. Other boys were embarrassed to see more and turned their heads.

Chen Hansheng didn't have much interest at first, but when he saw such a scene, the soul of the middle-aged uncle guided him to look all the way along his thin waist and round and greasy pearl shoulders, starting with his ivory like crisp legs, and finally stopped on his beautiful pink face.

Xiao Rongyu laughed, and the pear vortex on both sides loomed. It was really beautiful.

"Chen Hansheng, you are good at writing your classmate's record. Where do you look?"

Gao Jialiang had also shifted his attention, but he was reluctant to give up the good scenery in front of him. He was ready to quietly scan with his remaining light. As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Hansheng looking at Xiao Rongyu from top to bottom.

Gao Jialiang scolded angrily. In fact, even Wang Zibo wondered that Chen Hansheng was indeed a character with no taboos, but he had always respected Xiao Rongyu and rarely looked at him so rudely.

Xiao Rongyu is not the kind of gentle girl who can be rubbed by others. She found that Chen Hansheng was still staying in her chest. She immediately bluffed her face, raised her small fist and warned, "if you look at it again, you'll dig out your eyes. I'll tell Aunt Liang in a minute."

The young girl who is about to enter the university campus has begun to develop. Chen Hansheng smiled and picked up the classmate record. The words above are really old-fashioned and memorable.

For girls:

No matter how long the future is, please be sure to cherish the little things we get along with. No matter how many reincarnations we experience, I will still be your friend.

There are also literary versions:

Friendship will not disappear because of going their separate ways; Fate will not be cut off because of graduation; Blessings will not be forgotten because of the ends of the earth.

There are also simple versions:

I wish Xiao Rongyu always happy and happy in the University.

And the Limerick version:

Qingshan Qingshui youth,

We've been together for years.

No other gifts,

Write a blessing as a souvenir.

Even, Chen Hansheng turned to Gao Jialiang's love poem like message:

I wish we were a pair of white birds on the top of the waves. The meteor has not died yet, and we are tired of its shining; The sky hung low, and the faint light of the blue star in the morning light awakened an immortal sadness in your and my heart - written by Gao Jialiang.

Gao Jialiang of dog day is too shameless. He plagiarized Yeats's white bird and insisted that he wrote it himself.

Xiao Rongyu obviously knew it was a love poem. She blushed and pretended to be serious and said to Chen Hansheng, "don't turn around and find an empty place to write quickly!"

Chen Hansheng took it to Wang Zibo: "come on, you write first."

Wang Zibo is racking his brains to conceive sentences and try to impress beauty Xiao. He flustered took over the pen and murmured discontentedly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

In a hurry, Wang Zibo didn't have much preparation. He could only write in a regular way: "I wish Xiao Rongyu more beautiful and happy forever."

Then it's Chen Hansheng's turn. He originally wanted to write "may you go out of your life and return as a teenager".

However, this sentence is too Wenqing and not interesting enough. After thinking about it, he finally wrote correctly: "you live well in the pond. The loach is ugly but can say festive words. The toad is careless but interesting. The snail is a gentle autism, and the crucian carp is your common goddess."

Gao Jialiang stood far away at the beginning, but when Chen Hansheng wrote, he couldn't help approaching because of his sense of crisis. As a result, he saw Chen Hansheng write a group of amphibian world and said with a contemptuous smile: "primary school student composition."

Immediately, a girl shook her head and said, "not necessarily. At first glance, it seems very boring, but it's delicious to read it twice more. Rong Yu is your goddess."

Although Gao Jialiang's life level is low, he came out of one middle school in the end. His Chinese literacy is still qualified. After tasting it carefully in his heart, he knew that it was right, but he was unwilling to admit it. He impatiently urged: "it's getting dark. Let's go home quickly."

Xiao Rongyu can naturally realize that this sentence is childlike and lively, and there is a trace of personification, but she is not too surprised. Chen Hansheng usually has a flexible head and is very interesting.

Head teacher Xu once commented that "if you are willing to calm down and study, you must be a seedling of a book".

"Well written. I won't tell Aunt Liang about smoking first, but you're not allowed to do it again."

Xiao Rongyu crisply preached that she has grown up in a smooth environment for so many years. It is inevitable that she speaks with a little pride.

It was not until the group of prospective college students left that Wang Zibo, who had been bullied, showed his teeth to Chen Hansheng: "I wasn't ready just now. You forced me to write first."

Chen Hansheng didn't argue either, but asked in reply: "what you write is good for eggs. Are you going to pursue Xiao Rongyu?"

"How possible!"

Wang Zibo was startled: "I spoke ill of her behind my back. I didn't dare to look up in front of her."

The boy had a bit of self-knowledge and dared to admit it. Chen Hansheng put his arms around his neck with a smile, just as he did 17 years ago.

"Then stop talking nonsense. Go to Shuangqiao square another day and invite you to eat the newly opened McDonald's."

"Why not go tonight?"

Wang Zibo asked, McDonald's is still a strange thing in Hong Kong City.

"Not tonight."

Chen Hansheng directly refused: "I want to eat with my parents."

Wang Zibo was stunned: "don't you always think they are wordy?"

"You don't understand."

Without much explanation, Chen Hansheng waved goodbye and said, "I'm home."

Looking at the back of his friend under the dim yellow street lamp, Wang Zibo inexplicably felt that there seemed to be a lot of stories.

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