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1822. Chapter 1822 Wishing to be with you is also love

The four of them were talking and laughing all the way, and they passed through a long alley without realizing it.

A series of red buildings stand inside the iron railings.

It looks vaguely familiar.

The plane trees on both sides of the road awakened Bo Jinghan's memory.

"We've been making trouble for a long time, and you just want to come here?"

It was a campus where Bo Jinghan and Yun Chunxi once studied. The administrative building outside seemed to have been renovated the year she left, and now it looks a bit old.

But I have to say that a lot of her memories are stored here.

It can't be said to be beautiful, but at least it doesn't have many heavy shackles.

"By the way, we haven't been back to our alma mater for many years anyway. But, we two over-age teenagers, it's better not to join in the fun. Miss Qiao, the cute lolita, can give it a try, eh?"

Leaning on the fence outside the campus with her arms folded, Yun Chunxi looked at the vines climbing on the iron railings, smiling very relaxedly and relieved. She raised her chin slightly and gestured to Qiao Xin. Her eyes were bright, flashing with a broken light,

Somewhat narrow-minded: "Xiao Xin'er, do you want to go and give it a try? At this point, as soon as you pass by, the old man at the gate may ask you fiercely, which class you are in, and you are actually late. Write your name on the small blackboard!"

Yun Chunxi's tone made Bo Jinghan's memory more vivid.

She thought of the former doorman, an old man who looked particularly kind and kind. In the summer, he wore an unbuttoned uniform and waved a cattail leaf fan. He squinted his eyes and smiled very gently at every student who approached the school gate. But

As soon as he met the students who were late, the old man's face immediately changed, and his eyebrows were cold, just like a late night lady!

"Hey, you think you're the only ones studying here? My high school is here too!"

Without quarreling with Yun Chunxi, Qiao Xin smiled and stretched out her hand to grab the rust-mottled railing with entwined vines. She stood on tiptoes and looked inside. There was a smile on her face, but her eyes seemed to have drifted far away.

The place occasionally flashed a bright light, but it soon dimmed again: "I miss it so much! I still remember that when I was in school, the basketball court in the indoor gymnasium was overcrowded all day long. Every evening the boys from the school team

When I came out for training, my classmates rushed to watch. Passing by the door, you can hear the shouts of a group of wolf girls! Tsk, tsk, even if you don’t go in, you will know that the hormones are floating around inside..."

"Ha!" Hearing this, Yun Chunxi couldn't help but laugh, but looked at Bo Jinghan with strange eyes.

Feeling the gaze, Bo Jinghan turned to look at her, but she quickly retracted her gaze. At the same time, she followed Qiao Xin's eyes and looked into the campus through the railings: "When Jinghan and I graduated, indoors

The basketball court is still under construction! Hey, by the way, you are studying here, your brother... are they here too?"

"No, eldest brother, Lu Shishi and the others were all nourished by the foundation of the imperial city. Me, because I am a girl, and because of my parents..."

When talking about her parents, Qiao Xin choked up slightly.

But almost as a reflex, she bit her lip, immediately stopped talking, turned her head and looked up with a smile, and continued calmly: "Anyway, grandpa is reluctant to let me leave his Taoyuan, so he always lets me stay here with him.

, so you can take care of her nearby."

Although Bo Jinghan and others don't know the whole situation about Qiao Xin's parents, they have a rough idea.

Knowing that this was a secret that the Qiao family could not delve into, they quickly changed the topic and talked about their youthful days.


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