371. Ye Huanyan I Love You 1

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She hasn't been back for so many years, and she doesn't even know that this elementary school has been abandoned.

She spent her first girlhood in this elementary school. In her memory, the elementary school was still bright and bright, and even the slide at the door was in bright colors.

And now, she is like a weather-beaten, lingering old man, with a dark door open in the darkness, like a mouth with missing front teeth, so lonely, so lonely...

Just like herself...

The uncle shook his head and sighed: "Okay, girl, if you want to go in and take a look, go in and take a look. I parked the car here. Anyway, I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap here. You can take a nap in half an hour."

Come back, remember to be careful!"

"Well, okay!" Huanyan got out of the car and walked in step by step. She thought to herself that the uncle was such a good person. She couldn't live up to his expectations. She must have a good talk with Situ Chenjue when she got back.

She walked into the elementary school step by step. Although it was midnight, she didn't feel scared at all. Suddenly, many memories came back to her mind.

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At that time, this primary school was still full of vitality.

At that time, she was not the mentally and physically broken Ye Huanyan now, she was just a ten-year-old girl.

She wears braids and always wears old clothes, because every time her mother buys new clothes, she buys them for her sister, but she doesn't care.

It doesn’t matter whether the clothes are beautiful or new, as long as they are clean!

At that time, my sister had already become a popular person in the class, monitor, squadron leader, and group leader. She always wore a small red flower on her chest. In the eyes of the teacher, she was the best primary school student.

As for me, I like to be in a daze during class. I often fall into deep thought while watching the singing birds on the branches.

How beautiful life was at that time!

Life does not have so much suffering, not so much torture, no tears, no worries...

By the way, remember there is a shop selling mung bean soup at the door!

The grandma who runs the shop is named Li!

Thinking of that mung bean soup shop, many memories flooded into Huanyan's mind.

I remember that at that time, she often bought mung bean soup at the mung bean soup shop.

I remember one time, there was a famous bully in elementary school who bullied a young boy in front of the shop.

At that time, the boy's face was dirty and splashed with muddy water. She didn't see clearly what he looked like, but she remembered the look in his eyes.

Even after so many years, she could never forget it.

That look was extremely indifferent, like moonlight.

It doesn't matter who is bullying me, it doesn't matter at all.

Such a young boy has such eyes!

I don’t know how that little boy is doing now, I don’t know if he is doing well...

Huanyan slowly walked to the front of the teaching building, where there was a bulletin board with photos of previous graduates.

Through the moonlight, she could vaguely see the blurry face in her own class.

My sister stood in the center, as proud as a beautiful swan.

But I was only in the corner of the last row, like an unnoticed shadow.

But she likes this very much. She doesn't like being in the spotlight. It will make her feel that she has no freedom and no sense of security.

An elegant fragrance floated in the night wind. Huanyan looked around and saw white flowers blooming on the vines on the branches.

Does this kind of flower have another name called [Xi Yan]?

The flowers are as thin as cicada wings and look very weak, but they have an attitude of refusing to admit defeat.


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