In the morning exercise team, all the faces were simple, and the boys and girls who were separated by several teams were drawn.

The boy looked at the girl who was a few lines away from him.

Lin Yi's eyes were shining, the screen changed again, and the next thing was a comic.

On the basketball court of thousands of people, the boy held a bottle of water and looked at the most conspicuous girl sitting in the crowd.

The night sky was full of stars, the moon hung in the treetops, and on the quiet campus path, the girl walked in front with a schoolbag and two books in her hand.

The boy carried his school bag and put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform pants, staring at the girl in front of him.

On a sunny morning, teenagers and girls are carrying school bags, wearing school uniforms, clean white shirts, and the skirts of girls swaying gently in the wind.

The boy followed, staring at her.

The teacher took up the lunch break to make up for them, and the girl fell asleep on her stomach with a book in front of her.

The teacher's footsteps were one step away from the girl's desk, and the boy suddenly raised his hand.

When Lin Yiqian saw this, there were tears in his eyes.

She didn't know, she didn't even know that.

Dozens of cartoons took them to recall the seven or eight years after they met, and each one could make Lin Yiqian recall the picture at that time.

It's like it happened yesterday.

In August, outside the courtyard wall of the girl's house, a young man in a white T-shirt stood in the corner of the wall, looking up at the apricot branches sticking out of the girl's yard, and the apricots on it fell to the ground because no one ate them.

The yellow apricots all over the ground, and the figure of the young man set off are particularly lonely and lonely.

In February of the following year, the boy stood under the courtyard wall of the girl's house, looking at the apricot branches sticking out of the courtyard wall, the leaves sprouting green buds, and the spring was shining.

But the young man's figure is still so lonely and lonely.

In April of the same year, the boy stood under the courtyard wall of the girl's house, looking at the apricot branches sticking out of the courtyard wall, and the white apricot blossoms that were already full of branches meant a good harvest.

The figure of the young man is still lonely, and the picture is still bleak and sad.

In August of childhood, under the wall of the girl's house, the boy was wearing a white T-shirt and standing under the corner, with yellow apricots all over the ground.

The boy lowered his head, a touch of self-deprecation on the corner of his mouth.

She's been gone for a year.

Seeing this, Lin Yi burst into tears and hugged Gu Nianshen from behind.

There are many, many cartoons in the back, Lin Yiqian covered his mouth and asked, "These, when did you draw them?" ”

Gu Nianshen said lightly: "When I like you." ”

Lin Yi's shallow ears were close to his back, listening to his beautiful voice, familiar voice, and favorite voice.

His eyes were reluctant to leave the big screen for a moment.

Lin Yiqian didn't count how many cartoons she had, so many that she couldn't count them, one passed, and she waited for the next one.

A line of good-looking words suddenly appeared on the screen, "On the 52nd day of liking Lin Yiqian, she wore a very beautiful pink dress, which was even better than Gu Nianjia's doll." ”

Then he changed another line of words, "I like Lin Yiqian's 520th day, the sun is very good today, but she on the podium is even more dazzling than the sun." ”

After a while, he changed another line of words, "On the 1314th day of liking Lin Yiqian, she was assigned to the same class as me, and I really want her to be next to me." ”

"I like Lin Yiqian's 1520th day, we are together in City A, in an unfamiliar environment, there are still so many people who like her."

Lin Yiqian didn't dare to look any further, she withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes, and asked Gu Nianshen: "Is this what you wrote?" ”