Those scenes that may never have been cared about, the pictures that were extremely familiar before, would never have thought of something that could move people's hearts, and maybe at a certain moment, they could quietly jump into their eyes and leave a strong mark in their minds.

Song Yuanyuan stood on the stands of the high school playground with the northwest wind that was not too harsh, the little girl's face full of innocent smiles was sprinkled by the sun on the Loess Plateau, and then illuminated, looking at Wang Xiaoshan's eyes, there was an indescribable feeling, when the science man wanted to describe the picture in front of him, he could not find the most appropriate word, and finally could only regret it silently in his heart.

Those stories that belong to youth are still fermenting in the hearts of some people, but they don't want to say it or admit it. always imagines himself as a little boy who looks like a mature adult, and at this moment he has to admit that Song Yuanyuan's appearance just hit a certain insensitive heart. Sometimes you don't have to do something deliberately, it feels like this kind of thing just happens.

Wang Xiaoshan can't see through the girl standing on it, for Song Yuanyuan, the little boy has a mysterious feeling, I don't understand why two people can meet unexpectedly every time as they say, I don't understand why Song Yuanyuan always has so many things worth scrutinizing, I don't understand why the purity of the little girl's appearance at the age of seventeen, and the high emotional intelligence hidden behind the purity. The little boy felt that Song Yuanyuan definitely had something to hide from him, but it was not good to ask directly, after all, the relationship between the two was not so good that they could tell any secrets.

In addition, Wang Xiaoshan's personality dictates that he will always choose to passively accept girls, and he can't give birth to the idea of taking the initiative to get to the bottom of things, this is true for Mu Bing, this is true for Wan Xin, and now it is the same for Song Yuanyuan.

As long as Song Yuanyuan wants to speak, Wang Xiaoshan must be willing to listen, but it is obvious that Song Yuanyuan has unspeakable hardships in this, and the little boy will only calmly choose to accept, since she is unwilling to go, Wang Xiaoshan also decided to follow her wishes and continue to sit with her on the playground for a while.

The little boy climbed to the level of Song Yuanyuan in the stands, sat beside her, and quietly looked at this cute girl. Song Yuanyuan also sat down, her height was not too high, after sitting down, Wang Xiaoshan was already able to see the top of her head clearly, I don't know why, there was a looming white hair on the top of the girl's head, which is a phenomenon that is difficult to see in teenagers, except for the situation of less white head, Wang Xiaoshan can't think of any other reason.

"You've got gray hair."

Song Yuanyuan was not surprised by Wang Xiaoshan's reminder at all, as if this girl had never cared about her appearance, "Yes, it's okay." ”

"Didn't your mother give you delicious food, the nutrition is so poor."

The girl didn't refute, but just looked at Wang Xiaoshan with bright eyes, and still maintained a cute smile.

Wang Xiaoshan still couldn't hold back his restless heart after all, and said to Song Yuanyuan very boldly: "I'll pull it out for you, girls don't look good like this." ”

Song Yuanyuan said a little worriedly: "However, others say that the more and more white hair is pulled, what if I am full of gray hair?" ”

"Don't listen to their nonsense, it doesn't make sense."

"How do you know?"

"I'm very knowledgeable, otherwise how would I be admitted to the University of the Humanities."

The girl obviously still didn't believe what Wang Xiaoshan said, but somehow she suddenly changed her original mind and said to the little boy: "Come on, it's really not good-looking to always look good." After speaking, he took the initiative to put his head close to Wang Xiaoshan's arms.

Wen Xiang nephrite is in his arms, but it may be because the weather is too cold, Wang Xiaoshan didn't have any special ideas, but just began to play with Song Yuanyuan's long hair with his own hands wholeheartedly, just now I saw a white hair on the top of her head, but now after a closer look, I suddenly couldn't find it.

The little boy felt strange, stared at it for a long time and didn't see the reason, so he simply picked it up with his hand, Song Yuanyuan may have just washed his hair, and the fragrance spread instantly, fortunately, Wang Xiaoshan's will was firm, and he was not stimulated by the good smell, and he was still concentrating on looking for the white hair that disappeared.

Song Yuanyuan was lying in Wang Xiaoshan's arms, his hands didn't know where to put them, sitting crooked like this was really a test of his waist strength, and finally he felt a little unable to hold on, and asked anxiously: "Okay." ”

Wang Xiaoshan didn't know the girl's situation at all, and was still slowly looking for clues, and it took a long time to respond, "Not yet, wait a minute." ”

Song Yuanyuan felt that he would definitely get a lumbar muscle strain when he sat down like this, plus he had never had such close contact with any boy since he was a child, and he was a little tired psychologically and physically, so he simply didn't do anything, stretched out his hands, and propped them on Wang Xiaoshan's thighs to relieve his current situation.

This kind of action surprised both of them, Song Yuanyuan himself became a little blushing and heartbeat, but fortunately he was not seen by the little boy, and still pretended to be nothing. Wang Xiaoshan noticed the abnormality on his thighs, and at first he wanted to move reflexively, but after he figured it out, he didn't have such thoughts, and still maintained a calm posture.

The sunshine in Jin Province in winter is not too sufficient, and the air is always filled with a smell of coal, which always gives people a gray feeling, especially in Wang Xiaoshan's hometown, where coal is mined intensively, this situation is even more serious, but it seems that today's weather is exceptionally better, Wang Xiaoshan's eyesight is not bad to the point of being the same as the elderly, and finally under his perseverance, careful and patient search, he saw the white hair like hide and seek, in fact, it was only a little white at the root, and it did not extend to the end of the hairIf you don't look closely, the average person can't see it.

Wang Xiaoshan used his own hands to carefully separate the hair, and then grabbed it tightly, I don't know if he had the idea of deliberately teasing the girl, he didn't pull it off immediately, but asked, "Are you ready?" ”

Song Yuanyuan propped himself up in the middle of Wang Xiaoshan's thighs, and he didn't react for the time being after hearing the voice, but he still replied according to the little boy's words: "Okay." In fact, she didn't think about what Wang Xiaoshan was going to do, she just gave a response.

Wang Xiaoshan didn't say a word, and finally was willing to pull the white hair off the top of the little girl's head, Song Yuanyuan felt the change in strength from the top of his head, and immediately left Wang Xiaoshan's arms, adjusted his emotions, sat next to the little boy, and turned his head to look at the things in his hand.

Wang Xiaoshan planned to throw it away directly without heart or lungs, but Song Yuanyuan refused to let him do that, and just sat up straight and said to him, "Show me." ”

The little boy had no choice but to hand the white hair to Song Yuanyuan again, "What's so beautiful." ”

Song Yuanyuan didn't explain, he sat in place with the hair in his hand in a daze, probably considering that this state was a bit impolite, he just looked at it for a while, and after putting the white hair completely into his pocket, he said to Wang Xiaoshan: "It's okay, I just want to take a look." ”

Wang Xiaoshan felt that he should never try to guess the mind of any girl, although the species is the same, but the physiological differences lead to a great difference in the thinking logic of the two sides. After hearing Song Yuanyuan's answer, Wang Xiaoshan smiled at her helplessly, and then stopped talking.

After solving the problem of hair, Song Yuanyuan seemed to be suddenly interested, and he had to force Wang Xiaoshan to talk about his life in high school. At first, the little boy was not very willing, after all, it was something that was too childish in retrospect now, and he always felt a little embarrassed to tell it to outsiders. But Song Yuanyuan was very insistent, and Wang Xiaoshan had to tell him about it. Unable to resist the little girl's warm invitation, Wang Xiaoshan had no choice but to speak slowly.

Boys like to brag when chatting with girls, in order to show their wisdom and martial arts, and their great achievements, in general, girls are also aware of this situation, and they will only selectively listen to half and throw half of what the boys say. But Song Yuanyuan is obviously different from others, as long as it is something that Wang Xiaoshan says, this little girl will completely believe it.

There is not much water in what Wang Xiaoshan said, after all, he is a tough person in this school, and sometimes the truth of others has made many people feel ashamed. The little boy sat in the stands of the high school playground where he had been for many years, talking to a little girl he had only met in college. Talking about all the things he has experienced over the years, the good ones also say, the bad ones also say, today he was named and criticized by the school, tomorrow he went out to fight with others, which bastard was tricked today, and tomorrow he took what exams on behalf of the school, as long as it happened, the little boy told it.

Song Yuanyuan sat quietly next to him, did not interject, and listened patiently and carefully to Wang Xiaoshan's narration to himself.

I don't know why, Wang Xiaoshan always speaks when he faces Song Yuanyuan, maybe it's because Song Yuanyuan is a few years younger than him, or maybe he simply feels that the little girl in front of him is much more comfortable to get along with, Wang Xiaoshan has a mood of vomiting.

A couple of men and women, who are a few years apart in age, sat in a sunny playground for a full afternoon, mostly with boys talking and girls listening.