Li Qingqing looked at the suitcase standing at the door of the room. There was also a backpack hanging on the suitcase.
Everything she needs to take away is here.
The suitcase is not the largest one, but a 26-inch suitcase. As she said, she doesn’t have many things to take with her. After all, she has only lived here for half a year, so she doesn’t have much to take away.
s things.
She looked around. The desk had been cleaned up. There were no books or homework in sight. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded.
Her ordinary high school career came and ended unexpectedly.
In fact, she originally wanted to visit the alma mater where her parents met, and she had no other expectations for her high school career.
Unexpectedly, she met two friends here.
A cute thin guy, a cute fat guy...
When the figures of Hu Lai and Song Jiajia appeared in Li Qingqing's mind, he couldn't help but laugh.
But she suddenly remembered something, and the smile on her face suddenly froze - as her only two friends in this school, they didn't even leave contact information with each other!
Maybe it’s because we could see each other every day before. If we had anything we wanted to say or do, we could just meet and talk to each other in school. I never thought of leaving a phone number, WeChat, QQ, etc...
Who would have thought that parting would come so suddenly.
She completely forgot about it at school yesterday...
I didn’t think about it until now!
Since we are friends, but then we lose contact, what kind of friends are we?
Just be friends for one semester?
But now she has to go to school to find Hu Lai and leave her phone number to him, which is obviously impossible.
Because... the car ordered by Uncle Yang will be here soon. They will take the high-speed rail to Jincheng, and then take the afternoon flight from Jincheng directly to Shanhai City. That is their destination, where Shanhai Blue Moon Football Club is located.
, and what she is going to is the women’s football team under Blue Moon Football Club, the Blue Moon Women’s Football Team participating in the Women’s Football Super League.
She doesn't have time to find Hu Lai, so how can she keep in touch with Hu Lai in the future?
Will we never see each other again?
Li Qingqing frowned and looked out the window.
Then her eyes lit up.
※※※
Yang Mingwei was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through his mobile phone, and his luggage was placed at his feet - a compact twenty-inch boarding suitcase.
He checked the ride-hailing app on his mobile phone to see how far the car was from him.
I heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from the wooden stairs behind me.
"The car hasn't arrived yet, don't worry, Qingqing..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Qingqing rushing to the door and changing his shoes.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"I'm going out for a while and I'll be back soon, Uncle Yang!"
When she shouted these words, she had already rushed out of the door.
"The car will be here soon, please don't..."
Before Yang Mingwei finished saying this, Li Qingqing ran away and disappeared.
"What's the matter? You're so anxious..." He stared at the open door and shook his head.
※※※
Li Qingqing quickly rushed out of the alley where her home was located, then turned left and accelerated. When she ran to a slightly hidden entrance, she suddenly turned around and rushed into the small alley.
She didn't stop until she ran into an abandoned clearing covered with grass.
This is the place behind her house, where she can easily see it every day from her bedroom on the second floor.
At first, the middle area here was still exposed dirt, but now even the center is covered with grass, not to mention the dense grass around the wall that is as tall as half a person.
This is Hu Lai's secret base, but it has obviously been abandoned again.
Li Qingqing stood in the open space and cast his gaze on the dense grass.
Then she ran in the confirmed direction, buried her body in the grass, groped around, and finally took out a football.
This football has been idle for a long time and has lost half of its energy. It is already much weaker than before.
Li Qingqing turned the football around and saw the mark left by Hu Lai on one of the pieces of leather: "who".
She took out the oil-based marker she had just grabbed on the table, bit off the pen cap with her mouth, and left her WeChat number and her phone number under "who" with the pen.
After writing, she blew a few breaths on the handwriting to speed up the evaporation and make the oily handwriting dry so that it would not be easily erased or scratched.
After doing all this, she carefully put the football back into the grass.
This was the only way she could think of to leave her contact information with Hu Lai, even though this place had been abandoned by Hu Lai. She could only hope that one day, Hu Lai would still want to come back and have a look, and remember this place.
The football he hid here.
Then he will be able to see the phone number he left for him.
After putting away the football, Li Qingqing ran out of the secret base without looking back.
After the footsteps gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely, the wind blew in from outside the alley, caressing the yellowing withered grass and making a slight rustling sound.
※※※
"Qingqing, what are you doing?" When Yang Mingwei was anxious, he saw Li Qingqing reappearing in front of him.
"It's nothing, Uncle Yang, I'll go get my luggage. The car will be here soon, right?" Li Qingqing put her hands behind her back, hiding the oily marker in her hand.
"I'll go get it for you..."
"No, Uncle Yang, I can carry it." After saying that, Li Qingqing jumped up and ran upstairs.
After returning to her bedroom, Li Qingqing walked to the window again and turned her attention to the place where she had hidden the football.
Well, from here, there is no clue at all, and it should not be easily discovered by others.
I hope that fool will not forget this place and that football...
"Qingqing, the car is here!" Uncle Yang's voice sounded downstairs.
"Okay, I'm down!"
Li Qingqing put on her backpack and box, left her bedroom and walked downstairs.
Yang Mingwei was already pushing the box and waiting for him at the gate. Outside the door, he could see a car parked there, with the trunk lid open and the rear seat door open. The driver got down from the driver's seat and reached out to pick up the car.
Passed Yang Mingwei's box.
Seeing Li Qingqing coming down with a big box, he went up to meet him: "I'll put it away."
After Li Qingqing handed the boxes and backpacks in her hands to the driver, she sat in the back seat. Before closing the door, she took a look at the old house where she stayed briefly.
She still remembered the evening when she and her father moved into this house six months ago. The sun was shining brightly. The sunset light came in from the west-facing window, and the dust in the house danced in the light.
Today, when she left, the sunshine was still very good. The morning sun came from the eastern sky and shone on the roof of this two-story building. The white walls and blue-gray tiles were burned red, and the windows
The glass reflected a red sun.
"Let's go." Yang Mingwei opened the passenger door and got in.
Li Qingqing closed the car door and started the car slowly, leaving the scene in her eyes behind.
※※※
"Ah!" Song Jiajia suddenly shouted in a low voice.
"What are you doing? What a fuss..." Hu Lai, who was lying on the table basking in the sun, glanced at him dissatisfied.
"I suddenly remembered something... I forgot to leave Li Qingqing's contact information!"
After hearing Song Jiajia's words, Hu Lai also raised his head from the table.
"Do you have Li Qingqing's phone number, WeChat or QQ?" Song Jiajia asked him.
Hu Lai shook his head: "Not one."
"Isn't she your coach? Don't you guys have any private contact?!"
"We have an aboveboard relationship as classmates, why should we contact each other privately?"
"Haha, no matter how innocent you are, you won't delay leaving a message on WeChat or QQ, right? Is she in our class's WeChat group or QQ group?"
"It doesn't seem like..."
Song Jiajia sighed: "Oh - why did you forget to add her on WeChat when we were having dinner yesterday?"
Hu Lai frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about this matter as well.
After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "Forget it..."
He lay on the desk again and basked in the sun.
The sun shone on his face, making him feel his cheeks burning.
He turned his head and buried his face in his arms.
Song Jiajia was still whispering next to him: "I have been a classmate for a semester, and suddenly came and left suddenly, without even leaving any contact information... It feels like a dream, ugh..."
※※※
ps, please continue to ask for subscription support.
I hope you don’t find me annoying. After all, the results are very important during the release period of new books. I also hope that the subscription numbers look better...
In addition, the three updates for two consecutive days have come to an end, and it will resume to two updates per day...
Then, I will work hard to code and save the manuscript. If the deposit allows, I will still burst out in three updates - don't think three updates are too few. Although the update frequency is not high, the number of words in these three updates may be the highest.
It’s time for the fourth and fifth updates from the 2k gang!
Finally, I will also take advantage of the six updates in these two days to ask for some monthly tickets from everyone...