58, recall the past no matter how hard it is to hold hands
Yin Pu's original bad mood seemed to be relieved a lot by her company. His mood gradually stabilized, and he talked about what happened in college: "I remember that it was late autumn when I went to Maple Forest, and it is still early autumn now. The maple leaves should be
It’s not very red yet.”
"I remember it was in the afternoon, and there were a lot of people watching the maple leaves." The two students took two trains and stood there for a long time before arriving at Maplewood Park.
"It was bustling and everyone was very happy. We were very tired from playing that day. When we returned to school, we fell asleep on the bus and passed the bus stop." At that time, the two of them were not familiar with the city and their eyes were in the dark.
"Yes, the traffic was not very good at that time. After waiting for half an hour, we didn't get a return bus, so we walked back to school." They didn't arrive at school until nightfall that day, but she always remembered the time when the two of them were together.
The road is full of emotions but not obvious.
Yin Pu felt guilty and recalled the past. "That night you said your legs hurt and you texted me because you couldn't sleep." Yin Pu said about the memory of that time, and his heart gradually became sad. Those beautiful and innocent years can never be returned.
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Sometimes I feel regretful. Maybe I should have been with her in the first place to live up to the mutual love between the two. At that time, they had more dreams and less pressure and pursuit of material things.
But then he thought about it, if he was destined to become a subordinate of a female boss, then he still didn't want his filth to tarnish her pure beauty. If he was caught up in the female boss and her choices, it would be extremely painful for him.
Xie Yunshu stayed silent with him. At that time, she felt concerned about his words and deeds, and was happy because of his words of concern. Getting closer to him step by step also made her more determined to like him. That kind of feeling, only
It can be deepened but cannot be reduced.
The car gradually drove into the hilly area. Around the curved road, the forest was very dense. Some trees were full of golden color, and some were still green.
Yin Pu slowed down the car and lowered the window glass to let the fresh air from outside flow into the car.
"It's rare to breathe such fresh air after living in the city for a long time." His voice had become relaxed, without the previous depression.
Xie Yunshu took a few deep breaths, his joy gradually grew, and he smiled and said to him: "If there could be such a forest in front of and behind the house, life would definitely be very comfortable."
Yin Pu smiled and continued driving, but he had silently recorded her words in his heart.
Parking the car in the courtyard outside the park gate, the two got out of the car and walked into the park on foot.
Today is a working day, it's past 11 o'clock, there are not many people in the park, only people walking in twos and threes.
When Yin Pu saw the scenery, he felt a rare tenderness in his heart. He admired the quiet and beautiful forest and called out: "Yunshu."
Xie Yunshu turned to look at him and met his eyes. The sadness and affection in his eyes were ready to come out.
"What's wrong?" She saw those feelings clearly, and suddenly she was in a trance, and she asked Chu Chu.
"Nothing." Yin Pu turned back lonely. In fact, he wanted to ask her if he could hold hands and walk together, but he gave up the idea in the end. He didn't hold her hand at the beginning, but now he is no longer worthy.
Xie Yunshu did not dare to make random guesses about what he had not finished saying. She followed him slowly towards the depths of the forest along the path paved with bluestones, shoulder to shoulder with an arm's length apart.
The surroundings became quieter and quieter as they walked, except for the sound of squirrels jumping between the branches. The two stepped on the newly fallen leaves on the ground, making a soft clicking sound with each step.
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