After another busy rummaging through the boxes, I still couldn’t find the clothes.
Instead, he found an aluminum box in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe. In the center of the aluminum box were stickers of Wang Yifan from high school and a pretty girl with a ponytail and her eyes looking into the distance. Wang Yifan had no idea.
The ground movement stopped instantly.
He picked up the aluminum box, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at this very conspicuous photo, and suddenly fell into full of memories.
The last time I opened this aluminum box, I had the impression that it was still when I was in college. It has been lying quietly at the bottom of the closet. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years.
Time, it really is hard to catch the slightest trace of it.
The girl in the photo post is naturally the class star in high school. Although she has never been called by this name publicly, all the boys must have no objection.
Her name was Hu Minjun. It was the summer at the end of the second year of high school. The whole class went on a trip and passed by a photo sticker machine that was still very popular at the time. Everyone joined in and took a few pictures. Later, you and I, I and
You, me and her again, she took a photo with you, etc., and it was all messy. Wang Yifan took the opportunity to take a photo with Hu Minjun, and later he pretended to cover up and took a photo with several girls in the class.
Maybe even Hu Minjun has forgotten that he once took many separate photos with male classmates in his class.
This is a youth story that belongs to Wang Yifan. Many boys in the class are actually imitating it. Like Wang Yifan, the only thing they have posted on their nostalgic things is the photo of them and Hu Minjun.
Thinking of Hu Minjun, Wang Yifan couldn't help but evoke a meaningful smile. The emotions at that time were really pure!
Opening the aluminum leather case, there was a Giordano black wallet lying inside. It was made of canvas material and looked very new. Inside the wallet were several pictures of dishes that the most famous snack bar in Jinping City had introduced when they were in high school.
There are ticket vouchers, photos of twins and a few small-denomination U.S. bills in the compartment of the wallet. Wang Yifan was considered "rich" when he was in high school.
Of course, the wallet's interlayer is also indispensable for the photo with Hu Minjun's photo. The most precious thing is placed in the most conspicuous transparent interlayer.
In addition to the wallet, the aluminum case also contains a thick graduation guestbook, a Nokia 6300, and other miscellaneous items, such as the computer's WinXP reinstallation CD, a CD signed by Jay Chou, and a Taipower used in high school.
mp4 etc.
After counting the banknotes in his wallet, Wang Yifan subconsciously picked up the Nokia 6300. The black and silver splicing color scheme was still full of metallic texture, and Wang Yifan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. Compared to the way he holds it now
Among the smartphones inside, the 6300 is undoubtedly small and pitiful. The No. 5 key on the body has been rubbed off, leaving only the white plastic inside exposed.
"I remember that when the 6300 was phased out, it was not because the phone was broken, but because everyone else was already using smartphones and couldn't keep up with the times. But having said that, the quality of Nokia phones is really unbeatable!
Wang Yifan muttered to himself, then picked up the slender charger that was also lying in the aluminum box and charged the 6300.
Wang Yifan continued to flip through the graduation guest book, and then suddenly thought of something, picked up the smartphone thrown on the bed, and quickly started WeChat, "Mao'er, do you want to see your naked photos?"
"Furry?" The cat, who was still awake at this point, replied in seconds, and then added an angry expression.
Wang Yifan just remembered that in high school at that time, students in villages and towns like him basically lived on campus. The storage capacity of this 6300 mobile phone was very small. In addition to a lot of text messages that were reluctant to be deleted, some of them were lying in the photo album.
Those photos impressed him the most.
"Tell me, what are you trying to bribe me with? Otherwise, prepare to see your young a** in the class tomorrow!"
Wang Yifan typed quickly.
"I love so and so. I am charming and handsome. Have you ever seen eight-pack abs? Have you seen gluteal muscles? Do you want me to give you a title first? What is the name of a man who is more powerful and majestic than the world champion of bodybuilding?
If you don’t love beautiful women, won’t men envy you?”
"You're awesome!" Wang Yifan was defeated by the shameless guy opposite him. In an instant, he sent several beautiful photos of beauties in bikinis. Their graceful figures and poses all dazzled his eyes.
Mao'er still likes European and American beauties as always, with an amazing figure.
He glanced at the charging Nokia 6300 and pressed the power button. Although he hadn't heard it for a long time, the power-on music still made him feel very familiar and nostalgic. Hey, this phone is still not broken and can still be used.
He felt that he had to suppress Mao'er's arrogance and hurriedly opened the photo album. Sure enough, the few impressive photos in his memory were still there. Without even thinking about it, he picked up his smartphone and started taking pictures and sending them to the photo album.
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"Cat, enjoy the nostalgia!"
"Come on, let's see what eight pieces of ribs are, what skinny bones are, what salt and pepper pork ribs are..."
Boys in high school are generally just starting to grow, and their rapid rise in height has also hindered their influence to a certain extent. As a result, once they take off their clothes, they look completely skinny.
"Damn it, buddy, where did you get it done and why do you still keep it? Destroy it quickly, my forever famous name?" Mao'er's shocked expressions were sent one after another, quickly filling the screen.
"Haha, I think my Nokia can still survive for another three years. How can such a good photo be destroyed so easily? When you get married next month, I will personally make a gift for you so that your relatives and friends can appreciate it.
"How meaningful!" Wang Yifan said with a wicked smile, thinking of the sudden appearance of so many "amazing" photos on the big screen at the wedding banquet. The picture was so beautiful...
"Your sister!" Mao'er was unable to complain, and it took a long time to say these two words.
Wang Yifan sent out a few more pictures, and there was still a lot in stock, but Maoer was not the main character in all of them.
The ellipses sent by Maoer soon filled up the phone screen again.
"Brother, let me call you big brother, can we live a kinder life?" Mao'er continued his facial expression offensive.
"What a great entertainment program. As the chief best man of your wedding, I should make suggestions and contribute to the atmosphere of the wedding. I think it is very meaningful!" Wang Yifan continued typing happily.
"Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds. It's not that the time has not come for you not to repay. Looking back, who in the sky has passed by, do you really want to do this? What's the big deal, I will ask my wife to introduce a bridesmaid to you?" Mao'er
Start tempting.
"Have I already met the bridesmaids? They are all in your wedding planning group. Do you still need to introduce me to me?" Wang Yifan looked like he was indifferent.
"Yifan, Brother Wang, we have been friends for so many years, you don't really want me to make a fool of myself in front of the big guys, do you?" Mao'er sent a provocative expression. If you are too soft, everyone will be tough.
Yo, I feel so ambitious!
Wang Yifan couldn't help but chuckle in his heart and continued typing: "In this way, you are the first to say hello to your wife, don't let her gang of bridesmaids torment me, and 'take care' of the other brothers, otherwise, hehe, the consequences are unpredictable...
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"Wang Yifan, I finally discovered that you are just a cunning old fox. Why did you prepare your own amulet so early?" Mao'er suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that the spoiler was waiting for him here.
"Stop talking nonsense, why is the best man here? Is it possible for me, the groom, to be here? Besides, asking you to give the bridesmaid grooming, isn't this creating opportunities for you? Why can't your brain turn around? You deserve to be there.
Now he is still a poor single dog!"
"Let me go, Song Wenwei, you guy, is it inappropriate to escalate to a personal attack? Are you going to fight me to the death?"
Wang Yifan was not angry at all. He and Maoer Song Wenwei were classmates in high school. After graduation, they became good buddies who talked about everything. Although their interests and hobbies were very different, they had many things in common in their personalities.
In this place, occasionally sending WeChat messages to complain about each other is considered normal.
But before he could react, many photos were sent to his phone instantly. When Wang Yifan opened it and took a look, he was stunned and almost cursed.
"Damn it, Song Wenwei, you pervert, why do you have so many photos of me there?"
"Hey hey hey, I told you, no matter who the sky is, don't think that you are the only one who has it, and I don't have it. Hehehe, who is afraid of whom?" Mao'er threw it over with a sullen expression.
"You don't have any damn thoughts about me, do you? I'm telling you, I don't want to be chased down the streets by Teacher Sun with a kitchen knife!"
Teacher Sun is Mao'er's fiancée and a teacher at a middle school in the city. Basically, Mao'er's friends call her Teacher Sun instead of her name.